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FRIENDSHIP

Friendless life is indeed charmless
Friendship anchors in troubled times
Fondly fathoms any ruffled wound
Fervently fights away melancholic mood

Exercise caution in choosing a good one
Never harbor an iota of suspicion from then
Ensure love & affection sans any expectation
Ever will stand etched, down the memory lane

Simple, true friendship centers on mutual trust
Seek at once to clear any shade of a distrust
Self-less response in harsh times is the thrust
Sure it will stand in good stead all the litmus test

Born thirty years before the Christ, spun verses
One thousand three hundred thirty apt couplets
Thiruvalluvar, Tamil poet of yore, devoted ten verses
True friendship one among the themes of virtues 😊 😊 😊

Hope.

Hope is the sweet, sweet scent
of flowers in the morning 😃

Hope is the cool gentle breeze
on a warm summer's day 😊

Hope is the knowledge of stability
from a son in mourning 😛

Hope is the bright shining light
keeping darkness at bay 😊

Hope is the calming warmth
during a cold winter 😊

Hope is the determination
of an athelete on the track 😊

Hope is the potential
of a newborn baby 😊

Hope is the love
between you and me 😊

😊 Those childhood days 😊

Oh those beautiful childhood days
I do miss them in many ways 😭

Free periods in the school when we used to roam around 😃

Cool games that we used to play in the ground 😃

Small fights with friends that lasted for short duration of time 😃

Interesting classes when we were taught the nursery rhyme 😃

School lunch break when we used to share our food 😃

Punishments in class when on the bench we stood😆

Tours in school that we were excited about 😃

Free periods in class when we used to shout 😃

Rushing out of the school to catch the school bus 😳

When we used to reach home in a total mess 😕

Little games in the evening when we all friends used to gather 😃

Those beautiful days when we had nothing to bother 😃

Now life has become hectic and has increased its pace 😕

We have to rush and struggle hard to win the life's race 😕

Sometimes I wish would those golden days come back again? 😍

When we were always happy without any pain 😊

Oh those beautiful childhood days
I do miss them in many ways 😍

Treasure Of Friendship

Friendship grows dear and dear
with every passing year
And leaves behind
Memories all kind

That plays a part
Very important in heart
As it spreads love
That's a gift of heaven above

And leaves memories
To cherish and please
And brings pleasure
Of friendship treasure

And know my dear
That with every passing year
Friendship leaves behind
Memories all Kind

That bring tears in the eyes
And also smiles that are wise
And tell us that we are not alone
In this world of pain and mourn.