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Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed This poem portrays how a true friend should be and includes the premier post (in this case Prime Minister Narendra Modi) as the most trusted friend. All friends' including him should not betray their friends by not extending help to those who are in fear & threatened. Friendship day is round the corner so I hope this related poem would be loved. Happy Friendship Day. Friend in need is a friend indeed, even if world not for their friendship heed, true friendship is the biggest deed, from anyone not any proof it need. Premier post is people's best friend, not any love he is trying to extend, for those whose life ended at mob's hand, for them he is an unforgettable friend. Friendship is the bond we made by our own, god's creation are all other relation, so a friend must not betray a true one, that pain is curable by none. This post is a part of   Write Over the Weekend , an initiative for   Indian Bloggers   by BlogAdda .

Blank Notebook She opened a blank notebook, notebook to write the truth she knew, she knew it is tough to write, write the destiny of her unborn child, child for whom his husband returned, returned to live happily again, again to refresh their marriage vows, vows of love and togetherness, togetherness which he never cared, cared not the pain his beating gave her, her loneliness increased as he left, left when she slapped back, back after six months for child in her womb. Womb she felt before writing the truth, the truth that the child was not his, his hate created a loneliness. Loneliness filled by that PG she kept, kept him to have some money support, support of love she also received, received from him her pregnancy. Pregnancy excited him to marry her, her bad luck he died in an accident, accident took away all her happiness, happiness she decided would cherish with that child, child brought her husband back back as a changed man, man who would never accept her cheating cheating or i...

A Story Yet Unwritten As a human being each one of us is capable of telling a story but many of us didn't know the correct way to express it so some tales becomes private for our own hearts only. Sometimes it is better they remain that way with the person who have written it in his/her heart for the pain engulfed in it. Such stories are unwritten yet complete for his/her. This poem is reflecting that love story of an untold love. Your glance has such an effect, nomadic I became, Like a story yet unwritten you connect, difficult to overcome. Despite having a clear view of our lives together, Still standing in queue is my first love letter. How to organize chapters of my life and fill it with your presence, What role you deserve? Friend, beloved or wife, depends my life's essence. Stuck in between from your silence, the tale of our love, Unable to gather my senses, I am failing in love. Words jumbled the day you left, inked in heart forever, Sweet little memories to bereft yearni...