I just wish I was the grass, firm to the ground

Scrambled, rumbled by thousands who walk over

Dead it shall be to just grow again

Keeping the silence after suffering all the pain

I just wish I was the tree, spreading the shade around

Knocked, punched and engraved by thousand passers

Standing smiling for happiness quotient they deliver

Non-chalant, unquestioning for whenever they quiver

I just wish I was the rain, falling incessant on the souls

The happy, they danced; the distorted, they sobbed

Friend of all, I shall just acclimatize to how they feel

All they shall remember would be moments, if they ever wish to play the reel

Beautiful it would have been if I were the sky

Spanning across the visions, staying there to never end

Under whose roof people shall live their life through

I shall exist, though my existence shall always be questioned

…..Because friends are important and not their mistakes, I have learnt it hard way and that is why I shall never give them back on their face but leave a b’ful memory with them and etch an impression in their hearts 🙂