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I Fear Of The Day

                              ‘I FEAR OF THE DAY’

Our relationship’s been vast,

Through the times past.

We have been beside each other

As a support,

As a help,

As a guide

As a friend you are best
without a need to test.

A friendship that rooted years back,

Still sinking deeper in my heart,

Since as friends we have never been apart.

Until a couple of years back,

You were just one amongst

But, then a different journey began

as I went over the roof in happiness

Realizing we are gonna be together again.

As we moved ahead in this journey,

We made it beautiful with our unending

Moments of friendship, love and care.

with you alongside as a best friend,

I realized I am living the best

and most memorable part of my life.

But today,

as we near the doors of destiny

the gates were our journey disperses,

I fear of the day.

when you will change your way.

from always being together,

to keeping the hope of meeting you once!!

I fear of of the days,

Of being replaced from being your best,

to being one of the best,

lately I hope never,

to be one who was the best.

I fear of the days,

When I will feel the lonely air,

With none of your scolding’s,

 None of your appreciations,

None of your support,

And none of your timely helps.

With you apart at a distance

Keeping my heart depressed all along.

Just keeping the hope,

 That the fear stays as fear
and never take its realistic path.

                                                         

                             

friends we were, best friends we are, and I hope it remains forever…… 

                                                                                              NAYAN

ROSES

the surround be dirty or stinky, still roses hold their esteem, it holds its beauty prime with a pleasant smell. :)

'THE GREEN DAYS OF FRIENDSHIP'

                           'THE GREEN DAYS OF FRIENDSHIP' 

I don’t remember the lectures I attended

Nor the projects I submitted;

But,

I sure had a spark on the lectures we bunked,

The moments we got punished.

The days when studying home didn’t work,

But,

Hours of group study did.

The assignments where the quality of answers didn’t matter,

But the quantity of pages was a concern.

Memories of writing for those two hours isn’t funny,

But,

What we wrote for those two hours was surely humorous.

The physical presence in the lectures was a point,

But, the mental presence below the desk (mobile) was the highlight.

It was never about the professionalism of industrial visit;

But,

Of the blast we had in the bus journey.

The group pics on tie day wasn’t nostalgic,

But the weird poses and random clicks were.

It wasn’t about the pizzas we ordered,

But about the tiffin’s we grabbed.

It wasn’t about the love affairs of couples amongst;

But,

About friends shouting our names before crush.

I don’t smile remembering the appraisals I earned,

But,

I do shyly laugh still remembering the teasing names they called.

The days that would never return,

The days that would remain green forever,

The days of love care & friendship.

Remembering the days, I don’t sigh for the moments of past,

But;

I am in tears feeling,

The bonding of love & friendship we shared…………..

 DEDICATED TO ALL MY BESTIES.......

                                                                             NAYAN RAMESH