
Friendship... a blend of every bond we know,
Sometimes like a father's scolding, firm and slow.
Sometimes like a mother's care, so gentle and kind,
And like siblings who fight, yet love intertwined.
It holds the mischief of childhood days,
And the silence that midnight talks always raise.
Sometimes we argue over the smallest thing,
Then share a laugh — like nothing happened in between.
Friendship… a feeling beyond any name,
No blood, no rules — just hearts playing the same game.
A bond that listens, a soul that stays,
Even when time tries to drift us away.. .