An Ode To My F.R.I.E.N.D.....

My friend… a dynamic person nd a filthy rich,

I call her something that rhymes with WITCH…

Sometimes treating me like kid with bloomers,

And sometimes… herself making hilarious bloopers…

With little bit of awesomeness nd little bit of drab,

She amuses me and makes me run like a crab…

Adventure loving and a nature freak,

She will do anything for a steak…

Sometimes innocent, sometimes full of attitude,

Now you know her Ritcher’s magnitude…

Loves to catch up with strangers and distance friends,

That’s how crazy she usually trends…

Like a dog that chases its own tail,

She chases her own holy grail…

 Until she’s dizzied nd drops on the floor,

With her paws pointing at the heavy door….

Oops…! But not to worry, not to cry,

She is not out, but just a little dry…

 My Friend…her other name is Life, nd She shall rise again,

With little bit of sunshine & little bit of rain…

Sometimes dazzling me with a colourful rainbow,

And sometimes numbing me with white snow…

With little bit of morality & little bit of sin,

She shall stun me yet She shall make me grow within…

                                                            

                                                                                        -Divya Boddu