Treasure Island

Shruti parasher

(18-may-1996 / Delhi)

What Is Friendship.. Can You Tell, ..?


What is friendship can you tell..
Tell me slowly or just yell..
Is it a gift that you get from God
or something else that you have thought
Why without friendship life is hell..?
What is friendship can you tell..?
For friendship you need a true friend.
Who is with you till the end
Why not a mixture of 26 letters can describe the value of friendship which is old
And its is more precious than any metal- platinum, silver or gold..?
Friendship is something that you cannot sell..
What is friendship can you tell..?

Submitted: Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Edited: Monday, February 13, 2012

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