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My Farewell Dream! ! ! - Poem by KAUSHAL SABOO

I have a aim,
not related to money, or any cream.
Neither its of love or hate,
nor of profession, nor of any bet.

I have Friends, best in this life,
They are my earnings, which cannot get steal by showing a knife.
I make them laugh, never allow their eyes to get wet.
Make their every moment special and memorable and get from their hearts, all hate.

When they cry, i dried their eyes,
When they fall, i encourage them to touch the skies,
When i get trapped, they help me out.
Even once, All on me, scold and shout.
I mocked at them, only to make them smile,
Our friendship never see marks' file.
I advice them where they lack,
Keeping their different names, also, jokes on them i crack.
All ups and downs, we face together.
Wherever we go, there comes a blunder.

These memories cannot be written in short,
Because they are a lot.
I have a dream, to get the eyes wet,
Whose lips, i shared a smile.
Yes, i want them all to cry at farewell,
Before i reach a mile.

Every thing will had a memory, where their eyes lie.
I guarantee they will not be able to wave their hands, as they will aa cry.
How grateful i am, i got such Friends.
Cannot say you Good-byee, because, i cannot bear the pain of our end! ! ! ! !

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 2, 2013

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