A beautiful feeling called... LOVE...

Friendship

Sitting lonely on the day I die,
I just turned my head to the right,
There I saw a few known faces,
With whom I used to smile and fight..
My friends they were, those crazy ones,
And here they were, still with a smile,
As if trying to say I am fine,
And that I can still swim the Nile...
I know they value me,
To me they are no less than my soul,
And just them being around,
Makes me feel I have achieved my goal...
We came alone in this world,
The ones around are family for sure,
We go alone from this world,
But the ones then are even more..
They are the ones who shared your views,
Even when your thoughts were weird,
And they were the ones who made fun,
When you couldn't grow a beard...
They were the ones who were close to heart,
When you were not that smart,
They were the ones who stood with you,
And praised your awful piece you called art...
They laughed when someone broke your heart,
At times they even cried with you,
They made fun of you in front of all,
But never let anyone speak against you...
Friendship is what makes a difference,
A friend is one you look for in the darkest hour,
But don't trust if he is the best you have,
Coz he loves to laugh when in trouble you are...
These morons, these junglees,
These pagals who are your craziest pyaar,
I knw the time is over for now...
But will always love you my Kamine yaar...