Come to me,
I summon thee,
Don’t thee thou me,
We’ll fly through wind
Together we share dreams,
unlike before when life like an autumn breeze
cold, dim, and no stream
with thee now no fear
Thee oh sees
could those last in memories?
we might rare to be seen
life is but a solace
Bear with me, mon ami
solemnity is what we need
chanting the pray amid the noise
poised ourselves into real
Until sun shine its shine
Like Fuller said in a rhyme
“Be a friend to thyself, and other will be so too”
and Ali Radhiyallahu anhu
“but in a hardship friends become few
That’s when the night comes
and make me hum,
best wishes for them
just like mine
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anandamanan 