VPM (Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

It Is My Old Friend

Oh dear! When you wait for some one, I must say
You pace up and down on the bridge all alone
Like a hungry lion waiting for its well known prey

Ah! What to say about your smile on your flat brow
Your lips make a curve pointing towards the sky
I think this is a bow ready to ready to shot an arrow

Oh God! Your anger I must confess is so amusing
That all of us wish to burst into a loud yelling laughter
But for the sake of your childish heart we keep it chewing

Your confused talks make us surprised every time
For, you never stick to your strict and quick resolutions
Yet we all love you for we cannot commit a moral crime

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Comments (2)

Impregnated with innocence that travels on the horizon of hope. Well done my friend!
Your confused talks make us surprised every time For, you never stick to your strict and quick resolutions Yet we all love you for we cannot commit a moral crime.............. I feel you're talking about me! ................really friends are a possession, lovely write sir