The heavens shower on us
Smiles in the form of drops
Every drop is so special to them
They love each one of them
Not many drops live forever
They break into pieces
Some fall at the right place
Turn in the precious pearls
One such precious pearl
Is my friend, my best friend
Who rhymes without reason
Whose conjuring creativity is different
Met him some time back
But we soon were good friends
Sharing all the happiness in the world
And now, we are the best friends
Magic he creates with words
Miracles he show with lines
Poetry is his identification
Friendship is his treasure
With the bricks of words
He carefully chose the special ones
Built the palace of feelings
Where i am a guest today
Be with him all the special smiles
Be with him all the good wishes
Be with me his friendship forever
Be it day, be it night, we are the bestest friends
–By
Desire2Dream, Live2Achieve
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.