I became friends with the best

- A poem as a present to one of my best friends whose birthday comes on May 10.

All my past days have been a real mess,
In the absence of a true friend who could caress
My sweltering life like a soothing zephyr,
And produce music from this rusted lyre!

Always I looked at the holy heavens and beseeched,
To introduce someone in my life to whom I would reach
In times of happiness, dolor, grief and pain,
And his company would say that this world was indeed sane.

My search for a pellucid friend that day implicitly,
When I talked with you first and you responded happily.
All the past damage of my life faded away that very instance.
The purity of your soul extinguished the candles of my grievance.

I still remember what a special day it was,
When you confined all your trust in me without a cause.
That nineteenth of September was indubitably so blessed,
As my regular dream got materialised when I became friends with the best.

You were so transparent even though you had an unusual enigma,
Your confidence in me forever erased all of my nostalgia.
I was surely revered by the Lord’s angels on my lofty quest,
As I found you at the time when I was completely friend-bereft.

You supported me when this entire world said that I was the culprit,
You never carried any complain against me, not even a single grit.
You simply had faith in me in every condition this life gave me,
And never did I realize that even now I was licking some scented glee.

You had many friends, joys and assets which could never make you sad,
Still you took an altruistic interest in my life which surely was no glad.
Lilies and daffodils bloomed up on the dry patches of my ground
On that very day when on an unmisted morning a friend like you I had found.

Nothing can get any better because the Lord gave me the best.
I was branded by love and affection in the centre of my chest.
You stepped into my life and changed it completely,
I stared myself with wonder as I never realized what was happening to me!

I could hear my laughter, after years my eyes were dry,
My existence was refreshed, this time not with an appalling lie.
Out of all the friends which I had made in the sixteen years of my life,
Never did I feel so complacent and proud of my choice.

I swear on God and accept that I owe you all my smiles and mirth,
Today I can confidentally say that nothing which I possess is in dearth.
I feel so special and lucky when I compare myself with the rest,
As my regular dream got materialised when I became friends with the best.