Poetry of tWo friends

Tenth to 2011^th

School days were full of fun

As the ways never had pun

I used to enjoy the life to fullest

I used to play pipes to be coolest

There was also amazing thing about 10^th grade

That I had you as my full arm brigade

You and I met on that gate

Where life was nothing but just great

Slowly and gradually tortoise walks

But I hardly ever talk about that talk

I wanted to fly up in the air

And I had you when I shifted the gear

People think me different that you

Creeper creeps only when its new

I was not sure that I can be your that end

Which today I gladly term as friend

My life has changed a lot by time

But that’s just a part and not crime

Dates to calendar have just got added

And our bonding has got spreaded

We both like to shout when are about to sprout

We both get red when situations are dead

That is what the amazing thing is

This is how the bond of ours sings rhyme

You and me from 10^th grade to 2011^th

Always have been far away then thought

We rarely meet on regularly basis

But still we donot need to again greet

You are my box

Where I can dump

My sorrows , my pain and all my plump

You are my box

Where I can play

My fun, my happiness and all my fray

We both share a unique bonding

And that’s our boutique of fonding

Be my box always

Other wise I will check and mate you anyways