On the Eve of Friendship Day…

a poem by Santosh

On the eve of Friendship Day,
come along, lets celebrate.

Celebrate…
the oldest manifest of relation,
the oldest wine of Love and affection.

Friendliness,
is the name of the bird
which is free to hug the whole world.
Its only me and you, who are here new,
feeling it for the first time,
the fondling friendship,
alongwith us which has more grew.

Day by day, growing older like a wine
each day, a new ray of sun shine.
Old and new, both at the same time,
a crescendo of life,
friendship is all worth a while

Playing on the tunes of the unknown waves
hearing the echoes of the togetherness
wonder moments, knowingly – unknowingly shared
a sooth to the heart is felt
and the eyes are wet,
even difficult is to whisper
“I have a friend, I have a friend”
so much a friend is to me
that even in a thought,
its difficult to think us separate.

On the Eve of Friendship day,
come along lets celebrate…
Lets Celebrate…