Once you asked me,” Is there any heaven in the sky?” I replied,” Obviously, why not?” You told,” How can you say that?” I replied,” Listen, I m telling you one rhyme.”
“ A friend who is desirous of salvation,
Like a fire flame on a stove;
Which never goes down except water,
Unless it goes with wind.”
“ A friend who is respectable fumely,
Like a wooden shoe of mine;
Which never walks without me,
Unless it is stolen.”
“ A friend who is unforgettable,
Like always a significant class;
Which never makes people sore,
Unless it bites on a low note.”
“ A friend with whom I always tae-tae,
Like a tap recorder;
Which has always silky recordings,
Unless it is broken.”
“ A friend who has kindness like human,
Like a socialite on a stage;
Who never stops encouraging herself,
Unless she vains all efforts.”
“ A friend with whom I talk about sensitiveness,
Like a rabbit in a cage;
Which always makes other satisfied,
Unless it becomes a food.”
“ A friend whom I find silky, sweet & sensitive,
Like sari, milk and human;
Who never makes me unhappy,
Unless she forgets me.”
-PRATIK
Now that is called true loving friend who always lives in heaven and in my heart. So I asked,” Now do you believe?” You replied,” hmmmm! Yes I do.”
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 8:24 AM UTC
Once you asked me,” Is there any heaven in the sky?” I replied,” Obviously, why not?” You told,” How can you say that?” I replied,” Listen, I m telling you one rhyme.”
“ A friend who is desirous of salvation,
Like a fire flame on a stove;
Which never goes down except water,
Unless it goes with wind.”
“ A friend who is respectable fumely,
Like a wooden shoe of mine;
Which never walks without me,
Unless it is stolen.”
“ A friend who is unforgettable,
Like always a significant class;
Which never makes people sore,
Unless it bites on a low note.”
“ A friend with whom I always tae-tae,
Like a tap recorder;
Which has always silky recordings,
Unless it is broken.”
“ A friend who has kindness like human,
Like a socialite on a stage;
Who never stops encouraging herself,
Unless she vains all efforts.”
“ A friend with whom I talk about sensitiveness,
Like a rabbit in a cage;
Which always makes other satisfied,
Unless it becomes a food.”
“ A friend whom I find silky, sweet & sensitive,
Like sari, milk and human;
Who never makes me unhappy,
Unless she forgets me.”
-PRATIK
Now that is called true loving friend who always lives in heaven and in my heart. So I asked,” Now do you believe?” You replied,” hmmmm! Yes I do.”
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