I asked Myself, ‘what is a FRIEND’?
The sound came back, a man like sand;
mould himself in your glee and grief,
never let you feel that the life is brief.
Others would leave during start & end;
You would find his signs, walking on strand..
I asked My Dad, ‘what is a FRIEND’?
Reply was terse,” the person who helps you stand”.
Pulls you from the deep pit falls,
& puts you back on the well lit strolls.
Some may deliver, some may deceive;
But you stay focused on your journey to succeed.
I asked My Teacher, ‘what is a FRIEND’?
Answer was straight,” who lay his helping hand”.
Accompanies you in the learning phase;
select only those with rightful ways.
His verbose speech had an end with usual deed,
That “ a friend in need is friend indeed”
I asked the God, ‘what is a FRIEND’?
A loud voice said,” one completes your clan”.
You dig up pearls from deep sea blues;
friend is a thread which doesn’t let them loose.
When you face dead end, or the road gets coarse;
I show new path, through that source.
I asked My Friend, ‘what is a FRIEND’?
He smiled & said,” your ardent fan”.
Friend supports you in thick and thin;
tries hard to see that grin.
Never let you live in a dreamy world;
makes you aware, when at fault.
Each is right, no one is wrong;
made me understand, what was unknown.
If I am asked & questions peep;
Rather giving answers, I would preferably skip.
