Relations are like cups, mended when broken
But crack remain inside, repeatedly gets open
Friends, with them, the crack will never happen
Friendship is divine, the spirit will not dampen
Friends are formed, cannot pluck from a farm
Have same mental disorder, makes me feel warm
I am always present in all of their life's program
Knows me well, appreciates me for "what I am"
Irritates me, makes fun of me and my weakness
Solve all my problems like it's their only business
All of my life turning events, they seriously assess
True friends, never want to see you in any stress
Plenty in the virtual world feels won a championship
Real ones, very hard to find, like getting a scholarship
Unconditional love at its best in this relationship
Love you all dear friends, cherish your friendship
Sree....
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I would like to translate this poem
Dear Attoor, such a fine poem...10+++++