A lot of memoirs are part of this date
Events that were designed by fate
Some made up for a celebration
And other brought in images of a cremation
Events that were designed by fate
Some made up for a celebration
And other brought in images of a cremation
A friend who is no more
The emptiness making our lives sour
This was the day he came on to earth
A great friend had taken his birth
These thoughts recur every year
Leaving my eyes wet in a tear
A humble guy he was
I so badly hope that it was ‘HE IS’
– In memory of a friend who shares his birthday with children’s day
hey nice one andy :)really miss tejas
Beautiful ! This ode to your friend is being read by him too and bet he's smiling from where ehe is. Such a beautiful gesture towards friendship.
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Kajal@ http://purplechronicle.blogspot.com/
Thank you!