FRIENDSHIP

On the wheels of moments
with intimate steps,
slips into the air-
season after season;

when one leaves
when one enters
who knows?
But,
any demarcation-
is,
just a pretence!

* * *

Is it on any dusty day of chidhood?

or,in youth's sylvan avenue?

or,in a more elivated phase?

or,when life gives up to chase?

A transparent fluid of feeling
flows through the atrium,

all name it friendship,
yet, knows not when comes!!

It blooms on the perch of baby's smile,
plays with kids' muddy barefeet,
walks along the lane of youth
and,
glitters in the age old eyes.

Friendship dwells under the scorching rays,
never get wiped off by the showers,
no darkness can melt it to nothing,
nor,
the mist can veil its shines.

The relief of friendship remains legible,
no season can pare it down,
one who deciphers this situs of purity,
this legacy of time is passed on........