FRIENDS

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

My first step outside my home

Saying hello to someone unknown

Without knowing each other

Started playing, not at all to bother…

The process started further

And our gang increased, altogether

Meeting now became a routine

And always to play we were keen…

All started going to school

All different, but it was cool

Still 6 o’clock playing is fixed

And feelings they were mixed...

More came into life as friends

Initially they helped with pens

Later we started sharing secrets

Always enjoyed as birds in forests…

Shifting to high school friends departed

With mixed reaction again to get started

New ones added to my life

With new color, no reason to strife…

Now very few are true

Maximum busy in career as they grew

But still remain close to heart

Although we were miles apart…..

Again departing, joining college

Real fun along with knowledge

No one knows where time passes

No tension to attend the class..

Old friends remain gold

Always in contact and missing those

Thanks to engineers who gave phone

Give a chance always to remain known…

Now all apart

In their own world

I always miss my friends

I don’t know when I will meet them

There is lot to talk.lot to share, lot to be happy…

I miss those games with them

I miss those fight bringing tears

I miss those borrowing pens

I miss those endless gossips

I miss those laughs without reason

I miss those long walks

I miss those late night chats

I miss those b’day calls

I miss those sharing secrets

I miss my friends….

I miss my friends….

I will always miss them….

Parmita biswas