Love is a game,
To be diced by pride and fame.
When Love is play
Sad!! Blessed people become insane.
Friendship is gift,
It gives u handy lift,
The game of love shifts,
Friendship never splits.
Love on lust,
It is hard to trust .
Love may be colorful,
Friendship is blindly trustful.
Memories of past love keeps u haunting ,
True love gives u strong bonding ,
Friends may be admonishing,
And friendship is slowly dissolving.
Love succeeds in life,
Only when they pair as husband-wife!
Love wins endearment,
Friendship hinders embarrassment.
15 comments:
enna macha intha poem unnoda experience ah ella na unnoda frenz oda experience ah. words r really touching
-Abhinav
one of my frd !
lets put it this way our frd !lol
credits to me :D
he hehe..no comments da... suits very much to ------.......lol
Nice one da..
i'm proud tat because of me, u wrote one poem..;) :( :D :((..[mixed emotions but now very happy da... ]
Living under the quote framed by me "A bunch of flowers doesnt loose their fragrance when a single flower in the bunch dries off......."
hey dude.. marvelous man .. n wher were these talents hidden all these days!!.. come on man unlock ur potential..its amazing.. hope u continue this..
i know who u mean in ur poem .. LOL >
hey...both the poems r very good yaar!!!!!i hav never thought u would write poems so cool like these....every line especially in ma college life s realistic u hav experienced a lot pola hmmm great man carry on ur good work in future too!!!!!
hey really nice man!!...
seri unmaya sollu...u hav written frm ur experience only na???!!!
when love win's it disappear as marriage.
but friendship lives in sole of the friend till death ,
It is trusted that do friendship with blind eye, but others are not.
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