Friendship


Hold on to those rare friendships

The emotions of the thousand suns

For those who count might be the one who matters

But for those who matters does not need counting

Friendship in itself is a universe

Dead or alive, its always expanding

From one fold to another, its all about care

For those who genuinely care are the ones that are rare

Distance of a million miles

Is not that defines the friendship tiles

Its the utter sense of being together

The urge to love and care

And that is the true friendship

The strength to fight all despairs

© Akhand Singh, 2021 © An Empty Glass, 2021

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