In the humpback bridges of life ,
Insubstantial matters lopside.
Jaunts often comfort with a kibosh,
Kerbing smiles to raise optimism in lackadaisical souls.
Lacing compassion ,
And empathy in deliberate manners.
They are the cheerleaders and the manures of a friendship.
They marvel our moments,
While bracing our relationship.
In the facets of impeded obscurities ,
A dunnock like them sings our melodies.
Their dumbshows often crams our patience ,
As they are uncontrollable.
They are heroic palladiums ,
Whose humourous talks connect us to their atriums.
They shake hands with an ardour ,
Their effervescence transform our spirits.
Friends are the cheerleaders of our life ,
Without them our sensuality would canalize grim.
Their presence always tread succour ,
When life seems gloomy .
©®SOMDATTA MITRA
