Tuesday, 25 April 2006
Many a time
Many a time, a friend disappears when he is rich,
Even many times more, a friend appears when he turns poor.
But that doesn't mean my friend likes me,
It just means he needs the attention.
Many a time, a friend in need appears,
Even many times more, the friend craves my attention.
But that doesn't mean I don't like my friend;
It just means I may need the attention too.
Many a time, I saw the light,
Even many times more, I didn't.
But that doesn't mean the light is not there.
It just means that I can't see it.
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