There's no word called friends. It's friend.
One who listens you for no pleasure,
one who shares expecting nothing in return,
one who cares your existence and dies for
you at any instance. There can't be many
since friendship commands selflessness.
With whom you can talk your heart out.
Topics ranging from blissful dawn to blotting dusk.
One who listens you for no pleasure,
one who shares expecting nothing in return,
one who cares your existence and dies for
you at any instance. There can't be many
since friendship commands selflessness.
With whom you can talk your heart out.
Topics ranging from blissful dawn to blotting dusk.
Or you need not find words or utter statements.
Quietude is equally enjoyable. You feel ultimate bliss,
absolute joy and unalloyed happiness for no reason.
A friend is one with whom you enjoy silence in soundscape,
you feel stillness in commotion, you make each moment
count and each breath liveable all the more.
A known face in a strange crowd;
A ray of hope in thick clouds of darkness.
One who stands tall when you need someone the most,
consoles you during the bad phase, snubs for your
wrongdoings, joins in for anything, takes decisions
for your betterment in all probabilities just to let
you happily hop through the odds,
tries to make your resless days refreshing
and your sleepness nights soulful.
An usher who guides you to walk through
the littered aisle of life without stumbling.
Happy friendship.