Arshad is a member of my friend-zone,
He that bears not really a good height,
But has an attractive face to be shown,
And rich in zeal, pelf and also in might.
A helpful friend he is to all of us,
His friends are boys and too girls,
In the society he is rewarded a good status,
But he prefers girls to the boys.
His father runs trade of a famous oil,
My experience as my friend I find,
On girls he does his money spoil,
And believes in them like a blind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is very sweet that you have written a poem to honour each of your friends...i hope they read them with pride and thanks! SG