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                                           Ode from a Friend

                       Having forged our bonds since the days of youth
                                Shared many battles of life together
                            Friend, let me on you uncover some truth,
                              You may brush them aside in the ether
                         Your cheeks may turn red on hearing my words
                             You may be wobbled by waves of unease,
                           But let the bare truth far and wide be heard
                             Let your ears digest what I say with ease;

                           You`re a deep sea of compassion, my friend
                      With your heart grieving when you see some souls
                         In utmost needs and their offspring can`t fend
                                 Without any roof, without any goal,
                            You`re keen to lend to them a helping hand
                              Bring some solace to their desolate plight
                                 And as divine agent, to them extend
                               The sparkle of sublime mercy and light.

                              You`re archetype of modesty, my friend
                             You bear on yourself no gleams of conceit,
                              About your own shine you do not defend
                           But of every man you speak fair and sweet,
                                 For you, modesty is not a weakness
                            But a strong symbol of your inner strength,
                                  It`s expression of your uniqueness
                          That from haughty souls marks the difference.

                               You`re a symbol of honesty, my friend
                                   Sustaining the shine of sincerity
                            Dealing with candid frankness with all men
                                   Holding high the flag of integrity
                                Espousing the highest moral values
                            In midst of the sparkling shine of summer
                              And hugging the highest human virtues
                            Even when weird wild winds blow in winter.

                              My ink is close to running dry, my friend,
                                 To paint all your positive traits today
                               My ink can`t sustain what I wish to pen
                                And I have miles to go on my long way,
                                 Let it be for other days when we meet
                               Let it be when the sun tempers its shine,
                             Until then, please accept my sincere greet
                               And look forward to that propitious time.
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