Its five years since we met today and there is absolutely no change in feeling, i still smile at the thought of you and still believe you do too... if i were given a chance to re-live our days together, i wouldnt change a thing - not even the day that changed everything for me
happy day we met abbai!
friend to few, poet to many...
a voice akin to purest honey
ask him to write he'l sulk so much
listen to his silence, his words will touch
a painter in love, devotee in ecstasy
too many pies in hand oft gets messy
can write n sing until the world lasts
can soothe n lift the weariest of masts
log like he reads on his favourite couch
services plenty no penny in his pouch
simple in living sublime in thought
once get closer u'd let go of him not
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