The sweetest relation which stays forever like the constant shining sun,
The melodious music whose rhythm matches exactly the beats of the heart,
The unspoken words which echoes in the emptiness of every mind,
I call it a bestowing bliss; I call it FRIENDSHIP

The boundless bond stronger than that of the so called blood,
Above all the narrow thoughts and ways, the one we are free to choose,
No compulsion, no boundaries, no arguments, no accuse,
I call it a priceless present; I call it FRIENDSHIP

The fragrance of the flowers which captures the beauty of the nature,
Summers, winters, autumns or springs, its leaves never shed of any season,
The one which gives a reason to smile without any reason,
I call it a mesmerizing memory; I call it FRIENDSHIP

The magic which turns the tears of sorrow into the crystals of joy,
The sphere which provides space to spread our colorful wings apart,
The one who accepts us the way we are,
I call it a special souvenir; I call it FRIENDSHIP

Nishi Kumari

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