In the solitude frame of the wall
staring my snapshot for a friendly bond
love to see closed one’s best,
but gloomy to see a lonely end.

Give my all or maybe not,
but is that friendship bond that everyone wants.
A comfy place and judgmental way,
all that I perceive a gentle chat once in a sway.
Maybe this bond is not my cup of tea,
to maintain the time with a sabbath glee

I am incomplete or they are complete,
I am burden with the emotional talk.
I am wrong in handling the bond,
friendship is only a temporary throne.

Blessed are those having the serene bond,
Cursed are those having the situational bond.
make the friend but not like me,
take care of them till the earthly end,
laugh and sad,love and hate,happy and anger,worry and care,emotions and mentality carry out all,
till that very last bond not end up in popper’s box

Kind and dutiful, grind and stay,
don’t lose the friend having the diamond on their very way