freindship

One day i cried all day,
Had a horrific time, with none at-bay,
I had a bad day...

Didnt feel like doing a thing,
Hands would move but the mind wandered away..
Things didnt feel right,
World felt like a creak, a wretched puny.

With a feeble vigour,
Life's like an aberrant fary,
I had a bad day, a very bad day..

Like a sun's last hope,
He came like a blossom in wintry,
He came and swept my misery away..

Flabbergasted, i asked him
"How did u know of my desolation?"
He grined and said
"I feel it , I feel it with you,
come pain or a blissful day..."

I Cherished his amity,
I thanked HIM,
for He confered me with a gift
Gift of friendship...
A rapport like no other come what may!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2012

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Comments (1)

gnj4u
Hi, vishal2010,
It is truly comforting when another lovingly knows us well enough to say, "I feel it , I feel it with you, come pain or a blissful day..." For this Gift of friendship... we do give thanks.
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