But if pointed out to a close friend
He would surely jump to reach the end
You are pushed to dark corner by desperation
Even though there is no direct bearing or relation
But friends make us cry or smile
It depends on tricks used for while
I was really gone too far
Whole night I used to stare at the stars
Thousands of thoughts may flock
I will become restless with head and knock
But she made me smile
She was expert in presenting jokes with style
She will make some scenes with fingers
Cut mouth in such way so as to present clumsy figure
Well I smiled whole heartedly
I gained postured steadily
After all friends are friends and helps us readily
I may some times act funny and silly
We are sentimental fools in any way
Easily carried by and simply pushed away
It will hunt the empty mind for number of days
The bad impression may last long and stay