Friendship: a never dying bond

Pooja Gupta posted under PenMuse-02 Poetry on 2018-12-10



Friendship is the thread That helps to fly. I remember the days, we chatted on bed, I promise, I will never let those memories die.

You are not my brother, Neither are you my sister. We are not even lover, Yet, this bond is so special and definitely not a litter.

Gratitude for you being my Ralph, Though I couldn’t be always your Venelope, You have never let me feel dwarf, Even thou I often behave grim and gloomy.

I cherish the present, I would memoir the tomorrow. Stay in my life for every moment, Be it joy, be it sorrow.

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