A preference
You were never a Juliet
You seemed to me simple idiot
You preferred a heavy jolt
It was shock and blue from bolt
I thought you were showing some grace
I was never after you and in race
I had read anxieties on your face
Still I showed willingness to embrace
I knew something was making you wild
You were not the same as true and mild
I figured it out and decided to ignore
You had acted in haste this before
I let you behave the way you like
You may go on top and shout with mike
You may display cards while on bike
No one will bother even if you strike
You preferred neither to show nor to see
wanted me to dump in blue or dark sea
You didn’t want to remain as friend to find
Spoken words supposed to be very kind
Be little kind and considerate
Don’t complain always and narrate
Don’t land in hostile land
You will find villains and not good friend
No messages may flow
It will be great blow
Friendship process may go slow
Don’t vitiate but lay low
Understand and properly read
Between the lines and don’t misread
Try to find out ways and means
Search your soul and cleanse
You may find the answer
Not from all but from fewer
Steer the course and stay sound
Way with new friends is always found
Fill the air with melody of cuckoo
Be always right and try to be true
Make no bone of contention with noise
Keep your word good with promise
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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