A Song For A Bossom Friend

Greater than a bag of gold

Invaluable than any land sold

Held my hand at bus stand

Spent years in hand in hand

Sure, he will stay until my end

He is my bosom friend

He was the one

When there was none

Stood in difficulties 

Listened to my sad music of life

Prepared me for my dreams

Borrowed money in needs

Brought books to ignite mind

Thrilled, if I was admired 

Walked in the meadows in springs

Stood in the shadows in sunrays 

Played games indoors

Enjoyed parties outdoors

Watched movies in theaters

Visited historical spots in adventure

All envied our company

Felt jealous of our friendship

Foes intrigued for straight fights

Neighbors wanted quarrel at nights

But Time stole our merry for twenty years

In painful hours of agony

Looked long for him

Longed for his tight hug

But he was not there

His pretty face unseen

His affectionate words unheard 

His lovely touch unfelt till now

I imagine of his form 

As he is older, older than me

He may be with shabby looks

I am in white beard on my cheeks

Age might ravaged our beauty

But still love is fresh between us

As the moon, the sun and the stars

Time broke doors of silence now

And brought a chance to meet him

My heart digged deep our sweet memories

Remembered joyful days in green pastures

Recollected sad nights in the moonlights

Our smiles and tears in the campus

Like uncountable stars in the universe

My untired heart with heavy feelings

Full of emotions to reflect gratitude

A lot of feelings to express my love

Awaiting for a moment to record that

Missing means sometimes meeting again

As Time can depart and reunite true friends

*Dedicated to Vijay Prakash*