Friend
When I am alone,
I am uncomfortable.
My happiness as well as
My sorrow is happily shared.
I call him friend.
One who pin point my mistake
When I am alone.
One who differentiate effectively
Between good and bad.
He is my true friend.
Far from buttering
Near to heart.
smile, need and understanding is only motto.
This is known as friend ship trust.
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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