Buddy

I  see  him  as  my  alter – ego,

My buddy, comrade, my friend,

Who couldn’t  brighten my darkness

But remained with me, holding my hand

We  sit  for  hours  silently

We don’t  need  words between us

His  mere presence makes me happy

Our  love  is, simply,  glorious

He makes me laugh at his witty jokes,

And  with  emotions  makes  me  cry

A  true  love  that  does not  bind

He  gives  me  wings  to  fly

 

                                     ~Sudha Dixit

                                           Bangalore, India

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