My Soul

Still toddlers
We became friends
No one could ever
Mess up our trio
You fell, and started crying
Pency didi and me
Rushing to help
While Swarra laughing 
Her lungs out
But we were all besties
Until that day
With that dawai wala chalk. 
We broke up
And went out seperate ways
Can you believe that? 
We fought for such
A petty reason? 
You found Manya and Krisha
And I found Shivya and gang
But after a year
You came to join our group
We took you in 
With open hands
Then all was fine again
And we have been 
Together for what 
Seems like forever
But a couple years ago
Something happened
I don't remember what
We fought again
A big fight
It seemed we would 
Never patch up
But then during the 
Days before holi
I saw you smile
And you saw me smile
We worked things out
And became friends again
'Cause even the universe
Can't keep us seperate
Now I hit you
You hit me back
You call me a duffer
I call you a dumbo
But it doesn't matter
What we call each other
The fact is that
No one can keep us apart
I know this is a yucky poem
But bear with me
'Cause I can't put 
All our memories in words
-Prarthana Modi
Category:Poems