Far & Rare Is Near & Dear

The one who leaves is never a friend

Friend’s love won’t change in trend

He came from nowhere for no big reasons

He stayed with you on all four seasons

Calling him 'friend' was almost delight

A comfort was he, in life's twilight

When you lost your mind and stood alone

You lost your friend, then left forlorn

When night was dark and stars moved out

You turned a loner, a loser, no doubt

Pain was nil as your life had frozen

Memories came as dreams, a dozen

Your thoughts never spoke a word in fact

And there was nothing in you to act

When all was over, with mind insane

You heard a word from a far off lane

A forgotten friend's call, a voice from nowhere

The love she poured took you somewhere

Your good old friend who you forgot a while

Came to lift you with a gift of smile

Gold is gold, though it is old

Time can prove that old is gold

Friend? Is it the one who you love the most?

Is it the one who loves you the best?

Is it a thought or just vanity?

Is it a product of your insanity?

You may not get your answers ever
Yet a friend is no one who leaves forever