The purest bond ever made,
the sacred ointment- a curative aid,
the most soothing therapy ever laid,
the divine fantasy that can never fade;
can it ever be defined,
within four walls confined?

The answer is perhaps “No”,
coz friendship is like a row for a sinking boat,
that never demands any vote.
So beautiful the relation is,
can anyone debate on this?
The beautiful name says it all…
about the charming friendship wall!

GREG RAKOZY KYLE JOHNSON

 

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