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
