Sunday, February 22, 2009

Season of friendship


The day was as chirpy as popcorn

It was the day when buds were born

Flowers were smiling, sky kept showering raindrops

Woods were alive with grazing antelopes

Sight of clouds was feather soft

Darkness was lingering only inside the loft

That was the day when I accepted your friendship’s call

Today our friendship has grown like the tree in my backyard which is very tall

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This one is really good. who is your best friend - Naresh