Friendship Bread Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Friendship Bread

Rating: 5.0


Their strife is amazing,
In the morning they fought in a manner,
As if they can’t walk now together,
And when she says I am leaving this house,
And I will not come back,
It means she will cook tonight at home,
Once again the friendship bread,
Do you know what friendship bread is?
Make two rounded dough,
Having shape and beauty of the breasts,
Spread ghee in between before you roll,
Bake it on a hot iron plate,
Like two hearts joint as if,
Even death can’t separate the two,
One more thing to enjoy the friendship bread,
You will have to spend some money,
In purchasing a beautiful gift,
For blossoming of the queen of night,
Re-union in the evening will make you one,
In the night you’ll be turned in friendship bread!
I don’t know what’s going on in the west,
In the east it happens like this!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Heathcote 30 March 2015

Very nice sir I like this a lot as it’s also like my home life with my wife. We fight all the time but it's like your friendship bread in the end: Joined together and can’t be separated.

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Valsa George 23 March 2015

Quarrels and reconciliations are part of family life! Though sometimes husband and wife fight like cats and dogs... in no time they forget and forgive and become one! That I think is the beauty of family life! You have dramatically presented it! Enjoyed reading this!

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Tushar Ray 23 March 2015

The idea behind the friendship bread is so deep! I was not aware of this great social custom before. They had fierce fight in the morning and reunion in the evening making them one! Thank you for sharing this.

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