I know that you are always there
I love to think about the things we share
Sad or happy, it doesn't matter
You pick up my heart when it lay shattered
May we stay friends for many moons
And our connection remain immune

A magic moment, I remember;
I found a girl with confined mean.
Being; pure and outspoken; proud of you;
Whatever you do, I will see you through.

In cloudy moments of uncertainty,
I raise my eyes and you are here.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence,
Of all that’s beautiful and rare.

I pray to mute despair and anguish,
To vain pursuits worlds esteems.
A soothing accent, near to you,
To make me neat and sew.

In dark night of embedded universe;
I gazed upon gray moon above.
With a face in moon, who inspires me,
Affects here to live for and love.

A truth spoken sentence to roar,
To present a life much more.
You are the one, encourages me,
To engage relation with sacred tie.
                                  
                         ­                                    - Pratik

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.”