A Testimonial
A stranded soul, does solace seek,
A friend to hold, a friendly peek.
The curtains drawn, of shyness tight,
Of cautiousness, does impulse fight.
A friendly smiile, is all it takes,
To recognize, among the fakes.
Of swords drawn, of letters torn,
Of sparkling eyes, the girl forlorn.
Wandering alone, in the blinding night,
Of roxy's howl, and mosquitoes bite,
Of mails and chats, of phone calls at night.
Of misunderstandings, and petty name callings,
Of drunken tears, of solace of dears,
Don't worry no more, for the end is near.
Of two years spent, of memories bound,
Of friends and foes, acquaintances found.
Of treats and fights, and outsiders too.
Of proposals, of rejections and dejections too.
A parting thought, on thyself trust the don't,
the won't just say just do.
Here's a toast, to our friendship,
the yesterday, today and forever too
Dedicated to the two years of my life well spent ..!!
WestIndies is a Champion
8 years ago
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