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The Tree Of Comradeship

Nov 7, 2025
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By Riddhi Kundu


How can I resist beauty of friendship,

When it beams the soul rejoices,

Over the acts of love, generosity and mercy,

The acts of triumph of echo melodies,

Of delight that ushers the sunlight to devastating heavens tears.


Since 80 years of unwavering and enduring friendship between Tom and Jerry,

Who might tease each other or not greet each other with sweet colours,

Sometimes they don’t cherish the enduring merry,

But they can’t live without each other.


To care for friends is what I do,

Oblige them to feel happy and chuckle till we’re blue,

I will help you mark the mistake,

I am attentive and always there for you.


Siblings are not confined by blood or taste buds,

But, they are bounded by love,

The true people are the most significant in this world,

My mom and dad,

To whom I behold everything I have.


At a soft-hearted age, attempted to hold out to you,

A conundrum is forsaken in you resemblance before me,

Profoundly and intimately, wanted to know you, my teacher,

Gentleness and understanding I desired to see.


You both are part of my life,

My grandparents remain and are the sunlight,

That keeps me safe-guarded from the monstrous dark,

Pluto, a part of my family,

He is similar to a star guard, who performs his tasks solemnly.


Away in the distant lands,

Together they stand, hand in hand,

In a world of tension and conflict,

Borders may be divided, but with compassion and hearts, bridges are built.


Friendship is the method of life,

Misplaced one thinks, never the like,

It all trusts in the morality of the soul,

You will find affection, love to all,

If we strive to develop each other’s kinship,

All hail the TREE OF COMRADESHIP!


By Riddhi Kundu

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