That To Me Friendship Is Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

When what he wants to say you want to hear,
Notso he says you find colour-less spring;
When mutual silence seems reinforcing,
Cosy in his world when you appear;
Departing needs when no formal goodbye,
When sorry and thanks seem so redundant,
All-revealing when sounds a single sigh,
In whose friendship you win life's battlefront.

A friend that forever is there in need,
And still, he's one that gives you ample space,
His presence seldom is burdensome face,
His word goes a long way to become deed;
That to me friendship is,
All else a passing breeze!
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Traditionally sonnets have an octave of eight lines, and a sestet of six. This sonnet too appears to have the same. But the last two lines of the sestet are half its syllabic length, and so effectively make a single line (two half lines) . This sonnet hence has a division of 8+5, not the usual 8+6. The true harmonic proportion is (5/8= 8/13) .

For more, see Whatso Nature Has Made', Sonnets| 11.12.2017 |
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