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Friends – A Timeless Gift

By Jiya


Everyone's born with a boon for lifetime , 

it's not just words for a poem to rhyme,  

a chosen family and a soft corner , 

and a bond forever to build it stronger . 


Like the sky is incomplete without the stars,

like the moon looks better with its scars, 

the hand that cared for us and the heart that supported us for, 

that's how important friends and family are. 


It's a thing where it starts with the same letter,

both fulfil me and make me every day a person better ,

life is a lot of mazes and bends, 

but there exist people who are called friends. 


True friends come once in a blue moon,

and support us every season no matter if it's monsoon,

their laughter, soft and bright, 

turn the darkest days into light. 


When shadows creep and voices strain, 

they are the sun after the rain, 

which always brings out a bright rainbow,

even if it's a flood or a tornado.


A place where you have complete freedom and right. 

a friend's heart has no rules old and new,

an empty slate on which a relation we can write,

which will not stop us as if it's a bond strong and true.


 Like an angel around to guide us in every way, 

a god behind you to prevent from falling ,

when the whole world's against you one day, 

after your family, it would always be you for who they are calling.


In a world which is blind behind gender and race, 

friends are threads of woven gold,

each one becomes lighter in times embraced,

angels have gone before us with stories told. 


In the garden where our spirits play,

friends are flowers that bloom and grace the day,

their smiles are soft and bright,

they stand still even in the devastating night. 


Through valleys of joy and mountains of sorrow, 

they stand by our side each day and tomorrow,

in the secrets which we share and enjoy its grace, 

they hold close to you no matter the day.


As climate changes and day grows long, 

and proves us our bond is strong , 

in their jokes we find endless grace, 

a marvellous embrace that even time can't erase. 


In the end it's clear and true, 

friends are the treasures that always renew ,

a beam of love in every bend,

a timeless gift, our dearest friend.


By Jiya


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SrieeAswatha M
SrieeAswatha M
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Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Amazing!

Hats off to the poet for beautifully portraying the essence of friendship!

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Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Amazing!!!!

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