My Friend Zone (Fareed) Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

The next member of mine is known as Fareed,
He listens everything with paying heed,
At home, he is called Nadeem,
And a handsome person he does seem.

In the morning prayer, no doubt, he is lazy,
Cricket is his life and for it he is crazy,
His father runs a shop of corn,
Who reciter Qur'an in the morn.

Before men he is brave but for girls shy,
With a girl he dare not to talk,
If a girl calls him, he beholds the sky,
So, beyond imagine with her to wall.