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My Dream Friend

The poem, which I had written when I was in 11th Standard, for “Just Teens”, a section of the Hindustan Times newspaper. This poem got published, in the Write-In section!

When I would get my dream friend
Will it be tomorrow or sometime else?

I don’t know what a best friend means
Because till date I have never seen him
Is it my ego or do I peevish
Whatever it is I can never forgive

In this world of conceitation
Coping with others become a tension
I don’t believe in to be ostentatious
‘Cause I know it cant serve any purpose

I want to be natural I want to be Instinct
As in my opinion
True satisfaction lies only in it
Sometimes I think, may be that’s the reason
For why I do not have pals even one

In the journey to find a friend
I have got many intermediate one
But whenever I tried to question the truth
I am only dragged to the dark ends

To my almighty I can only say
Give me the power, give me the sense
For I could know other’s indigence
And fulfill their demands
If it is necessary to make a best friend

After all it is not worth
To make hundreds friends a year
But to make a friend for hundred years.

Vineet kumar
Class XI
November 2nd, 2003