Sunday, 7 May 2017

Best Friend

For whom each word in this life is penned,
Is the love of my life and also my best friend,
The friend who taught me to love myself,
The one who always placed me above herself,
With whom I cracked​ the silliest of jokes,
And loved being called one of the idiotic folks,
The friend with whom I played like a child,
And my making funny faces, she always made sure that I smiled,
With whom I shared the memories of my father,
And who more often than not, acted like my mother,
The one who always made me reach the shore,
Whenever my lonely boat was stuck in the sea roar,
The friend has now hung her boots,
And the friendship lies scattered and unearthed from its roots.