It is the toughest ship over a choppy sea,
Deviating from all the norms,
And ready to face the thrash of storms,
But the shore is always there to see,
Where the sea meets the sky so serene,
There is the horizon,
Beyond which the sun has risen,
Shedding light on the voyage,
Making it so wonderful and pleasant.
It might be a spaceship even,
With us, being lost somewhere in the space,
Where together floating boundlessly,
Seems so beautiful without a competing pace.
Supporting stick is what we play,
Through the thick and thin,
Holding hands of one another,
Ready to explore a little more further,
We are always found better off together.
For each of us we are forever free,
Whether be it for an adventurous spree?
Where it is the gate we're to climb together,
Then sprint through roads beside the gutter,
Exhausted yet escape even faster,
But not leaving behind one another!
Sharing stories of sorrow and happiness,
Movie nights with joy so limitless,
Eventful meets with endless gossips together,
Or constant chatting over messages whatsoever,
The matter may be much too silly,
Or be it in the worst of the weather,
From wiping tears to scolding for the better.
Playing stupid pranks on one another,
And running away to flee quickly,
Being scared of the other?
Friendship is enchanting undoubtedly,
As the unknown souls emerge as a second family!