Someone requested of me to write her a poem on ‘Friendship’ so, I pulled out this. Hope you’ll love it
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I streeked my eyes for six seconds and I counted from one to six
But it turned out you’re always my first and last count
I looked to the heavens glancing at the rain tricks
But it turned out you’re always the last drop of rain to mount
I call you my friend but I see you as a family
Coz’ whenever I fall you are the crutches that keeps me walking
I call you my five but I see you as a six
Coz’ whenever I’m sad you’re always my bliss
They say birds of same feather flock together
I say I’m willing to flock with you even with my last feather
You, My friend.