Easy it is to find friends
And be their friends
Difficult it is to make them stay.
Stay people do in life
Till time they have with them
Which is scarce in today's world
So why to waste it?
Is thinking of people about others
Since sharing has been forgotten
Which came through caring
For one another
In a bond which I developed with a friend
Whom I called my sister
For a sister was absent in life
Which happens to be mine
Empty which was
Until a friend stepped in who happens to be my sister.
By ROHIT SAPRA