Once were awkward heys and byes,
Then were those calls and texts.
When they stretched,
Something greater elated.
Long calls turned to unspoken promises
Of friendships for eternity
And antiques really shitty.
Still those manage to creep smiles
On certain beautiful faces.
When they meet after months,
A face splitting grin finds its way.
When they go through old albums,
Tears surface.
Odd faces n funny postures,
Still heart at its purest
No one knows the real shy girl
Or the awkward boy
Except for those idiotic senseless friends
❤️❤️❤️
Happy Friendship Day! This is something I wrote while chatting with KunikaKhandelwal. This is dedicated to her, pranavkalambe, Dikshawaghchaude, Anushri and Rishil. I hope you guys have a very good day with your friends. Please give your feedback 😊
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The Penned Down Thoughts
TilfeldigWhenever something manages to put me in deep thoughts, I pen it down either as a poem or an article. This is a collection of such few specimens. Feel free to comment your thoughts about these. P. S. : Any suggestions regarding new topics or disagre...
