Friends, How Many Touch Heart? Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

If you can treat life as if it were sea
And see your heart heaving like a seashore,
If you can see beyond what your eyes see,
Easy can make friends with the wayward waves,
If your imagination be an oar,
And if your mind eagerly the sea braves,
Then, and only then, it matters no more
If friends came to your life only to part,
What would matter forever here to fore:
How many touched the vast shore of your heart.

For, friends that come on wings of rising tide,
At your life's waxing phase, a friend's no more,
Wait for a waning tide that would abide,
See, how many still knock at lonely door.
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Sonnets | 04.04.05 |