Few years back
we met,
Strangers
at first,
But
best of pals
at last...
The first clash
we had,
The fight
we had,
Thinking about it
I realize,
What,
the reason was? ? ? ?
Those leg-pulling
and
those teasing,
Pranks
with teachers
and roaming
around the corners...
Together
we lived
Together
we enjoyed
The long boring
classes
and laboratory periods...
The
fight's
during cricket
and
the joy
while playing...
The smile
of victory
And
the juice
of rejoice...
Those
abusive talks
when we lost
and
anger
which we burst...
The homework
you copied
and the
files you completed...
Today,
I turn back
and
find
a friend missing...
Breaking
all the promises
you left,
Leaving
us behind
to weep...
Missing
those days
I remember
you,
cursing
god
for the
deeds he does..
Wishing
you were
here
and everything
as ever...
The fights
The smiles
The tears
and
The Fears...! ! ! !
Together
we experienced
the game
called
'LIFE'
FOR A FRIEND..! ! ! ! NOT NEAR..! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem