A coldest night of JAN,
Snow is falling down.....n.....down,
from the head to the feet,
searching help... as a gift,
Suddenly felt the warmth of a hand....
That's my friend....That's my friend.
A hot day of JULY,
walking on a lonely road...without shelter,
no food....no water,
need of a friend is more......
Than a pizza or Burger....
That's my friend....That's my friend.
3 comments:
Badia hai
badia hai..i read all your poems...all are nice
Good goin,,,,........
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