Tuesday, February 09, 2010

For some friendship is true,
For others it’s just glue,
Which sticks the holes,
In their souls.

People come and go,
Making life slow,
For some it’s a tradition
For others it is a mission

But there are precious few,
Whom you always want in your crew,
Just never let them fade,
Market for love has never been made...

                                                  - Prshant