Unceasing Friendship….

Unceasing Friendship.... short poem

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It wasn’t too late, it was just a fate

It wasn’t a mess, it was only a chance

To make someone delight, not always have to fight,

But to gain the light, one always has to cope against night

I remember the day, when I was finding my way

Suddenly, a helping hand hold me that day, now what to say

The moment I saw the hand, it feels like the world’s savior on the land

That hand always help me ahead with a feeling of glad

It feels pleasure while working, but I am a girl of lurking

I do not depicts the feeling of liking, but the hand never leave me with a caring thinking

Ohh!! Don’t get confuse the hand is not he, it is the world’s best person i.e, she

I know my words are bewilder, but I love to write something avider

She is now closest to my heart, without her I can’t walk on my path

I love her helping hands like loving my Maggie, she is only my bestee, I call her my bhaggi…..

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