To a friend

 

quite a difficult task

ive been given

n yet i strive

to please a spl frnd

n so he says to tell all things untrue

to make him happy

tats all i can do

n so i tink of wat i can say

but truth be said

i’m lyin if i say

he’s a very ordinary guy

for i have not met one lyk him so far…

People misjudge as attitude

The silence he wears as a mask

Till he rips it off

N u cant help but wonder

if it was the same person

All that show of being tough

Doesnt hide his sensitive heart

That hurts over a tear shed

He has all the girls swooning over him

Or so he says…:)

All the crazy lines he tells

Brings a smile on anyone’s face

Someone you can tell anything to

And trust him to be there for you

Quite a poet with a flair for languages

He loves to eat chicken

And enjoys calling my friend hyderabadi chicken

He adores his little niece

And spoils her as much as he scolds her

The brat of the house

But the well loved last son

The ace snooker player of Salem

He has many titles

But schizo is the one he loves

I Can go on n on

But that’s it for now