When old pals laugh,
Level of insanity exceeds,
Its Like, after a long wait of thousand years, few devils
meet.
All the sorrows perish away,
Every stress is torned apart.
And Eyes glisten,
With a flurry of bliss in our hearts.
It happens only then,
When old pals laugh.
.
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-A.Juneja
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem