"...Friends!"A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"![]() When you are left with no options, You become Friends, the best friends, in fact!![]() With this stretched lips I grinned And shouted ‘hello’ And she replied “Shut up!” Cheerless, but yes- I was left With no option I got mesmerized By the splendor of that ‘sale’ And rushed into That shopping precinct And was dragged out “Dare not fritter away your money!” My collar in her hand I had no option! With that extremism Of lassitude- Yes, I declared in my empire! And I valiantly dozed off… And got kicked down on the floor “Get up lazy bone; You are late for ‘the’ class” And I had no option! But, This December- When gush of wind Will whisper (Scream, in fact) “Catch me, if you can…” With this mocking hilarity… It will be me And you will have no option! …When I walk This lonesome way You are always missed I swear! Not for those laughter We jointly glued On People’s face- Who avowed that: “You guys are not funny, at all!” And they had no options! But, For these bags are heavily Burdened! Had you been here, You would have Carried… And I have no option! You are the one with whom I fear not, To speak About every frightening tales Of life! You are my best friend; Other than this- I have no option!!! © 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Author's Note
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13 Reviews Added on December 14, 2012 Last Updated on December 17, 2012 AuthorSanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Kathmandu, NepalAbout"When words are stiff and hard to evoke out; they shape themselves as a poem [that last forever] " -Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini" http://sanjeetapokharel.blogspot.in/ When I see the.. more..Writing
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