This poem is dedicated to my most beloved, my best friend. Even though we knew each other as casual acquaintances since past 9 years; you know "Hi" and "Bye" kinds? :-) we never thought that we will ever come this close, But fortunately God had planned otherwise. Last year, we got to spend a considerable time with each other. Almost every day we met, and to our pleasant surprise, we bonded like anything. There was a time when we could not help but wonder how wonderful it would have been had we met before, But I know...god wanted to save the best for the last. ;-) So, this is to you my sweet buddy....even if in future we are apart, I will never ever forget this one year.
You came, You smiled, You made me laugh,
You made me cry,
What is the relation between you and me I don’t know,
Then why do I speak of you with a sigh.
My best friend, my crush, but not my lover,
Then why do thoughts of you hover, over my Mind,
And Tears for you spill from my eyes.
You made a late entry into my Life,
Your talks struck a chord with my heart,
When the time was ripe.
Though you are special that I know,
Never will I forget you, that is a promise
I surely bestow.
What has been a Start in the Past,
Continuance of Present, and what might in future Culminate,
That is the proof of how you make me feel,
And ignite dead dreams of love, desires and passion,
Rightly or wrongly whatever way it may fashion,
Still, to keep the spirit of friendship alive, is our dedication.
So little and so much more you are to me,
But first and foremost you are a FRIEND,
To be respected, cherished and adored,
Your friendship to be holded,
And kept in a safe store.
So this is ‘To Our Friendship’,
And good things to be lured.
© 2012 Charu Bhatnagar
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