O my dear Friend, O Friend,
We met in school both quiet and mum,
We wished to introduce ourselves,
But waited for the other one,
From where to start and where to end was the question big.
Talking started we finally,
But timing being same coincidentally ,
Both of us innocently laughed ,
And then "What is your name" was the question asked ?
Hey I'm Joe and I Mary,
This is how we began our friendship.
And all in a nostalgic mood when i think of those days ,
I try to figure out how life knew that i needed a friend like you,
As now my life without you is incomplete,
I share with you laugh with you cry with you and most important trouble only you.
All my secrets are in a safe named 'FRIEND' ,
You are the one on whom I have full trust,
Which cannot be bewildered by anyone,
That strong our bond of friendship is...
Initially we didn't have words to speak,
And now words fall short when we talk.
We have become grown ups,
So is our friendship,
So let us vow,
In our life's walk,
Together shall we stalk,
Enjoying the ups and overcoming the downs,
Exploring new ways,
Reaching new heights,
And finally being such besties throughout our lives....
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What Best Friend Means To Me....
PoetryA poem about one of the most wonderful relations which exist in the dynamics of this universe... The feeling of having a true friend.... And being the same for someone else....