Alone do we come, alone do we go.
Only a handful of souls we get to closely know.
A handful of souls that we call friends.
Break not these bonds, always make amends.
Reminiscences of school days and an update of the present.
A review of what went last week and plans for the coming one.
On the terrace, we discuss all these, while peeps at us the crescent.
It’s just the place where we talk about everything under the sun.
Your words of beauty are just gibberish.
You and I speak different languages manmade.
But the language of your heart I do cherish,
for the memories might some time, but the emotions don’t fade.
Karan from KG was a classmate, not a friend.
We both learnt the same things, but as friends we failed to blend.
With Sameer from college, I have a relationship strong.
He showed me some people are closer even if you haven’t known them long.
I miss you more than words can say.
I think of you every night and day.
Our memories stay fresh like the morning dew.
Do you have a fit of cough when I think of you?
On the branch of a spiritual tree we sat and studied.
We were asked to be pure in thought, word and deed.
But we sought not the light of eternal truth
and enjoyed pursuits that lure common youth.
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An unexpected gift out of the blue,
an unplanned visit to a dear friend’s place.
Surprises we plan when love is true
with relationships that stand on a strong base.
Like a numismatist I collect
souvenirs special and select.
These tangible tokens might crumble or burn
but the memories appear at every twist and turn.
“Do you know him? I know him as well.”
“Do you like this? I like it too. Swell!”
Friendships can begin with a single word.
It’s always been this way, I’ve heard.