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Rekha Menon


Friendship


Its the song of soul,
That binds many people,
Into this relationship,
That people call friendship

A special gift from God to the mankind,
Freedom to choose your own,
Not bound by any limitations,
Its a small family that you make for your own,
That people call friendship.

People with whom you share your sorrow and joy,
Sometimes even bully each other,
To have some fun time,
Never mistaken for anything wrong done
Its that path of emotions
That people call friendship.

Not limited by any formalities,
No scope to feel bad,
No space to be replaced by anyone else,
In this relationship called friendship

Submitted: Thursday, September 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013

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