The merry mix
of melody
and memories
Trust held
in hands of steel
Emotions bled
with buckets
of beer
Legs pulled
for the heck of it
Memories made
at every meet
Every parting
a promise
to meet again
No masks or titles
no premium on fame
A pat from one
a whack for another
Smiles to brighten
the cloudy days
Hugs to hold you
on the cracked up days
Good times
or bad times
served on the same plate
Shared with the same zeal
as a pizza
on empty pocket days
Seasons change
statuses’ change
Money and fame
are fickle too
Loyalties are sometimes
prone to vagaries
But those that stay
through the waves
and the endless bends
of inevitable change
Some even
some odd
The magical bonds
we call



Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

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