Lemme tell you of this friend of mine,
Haven’t known him for too long a time,
Speaks a language that is his own,
Every sentence with a bit of profanity thrown,
Yet never is it offensive, his manner or tone,
Held close by all to whom he is known,
Always the guy that’s just a call away,
Not for us, for his gal I say!
The friend that sticks by through thick n thin,
Sometimes my partner for the mess I’m in,
I love talking endlessly to the bloke,
Sometimes over meals but mostly over smoke,
He’s the part of Bombay that I really like so,
Heck…I wrote him a poem…well what do you know!
5 comments:
who is this??
and biks....i want my own peom too!!!
dudette i sent you this one!!!
it started off with vinit in mind but when i was done, i realised it was perfect for both vinit and tags!
and vinit had to wait 3 months for this, saira n anuja got one just last week...you'll have to wait a lil longer...(or until such a time when i'm so bored i start writing for my friends! although, the next will be on you...!)
u did not! tagre came to mind wen i read this...
mine: soon!!!
oh i did...have it in the outbox still to prove it!!!
:P
you are WIP as of today!
;)
good...god knws, i need a poem today..
:)
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