Poem by Rini Shibu

[Rini Shibu]

Swing or a garland

Some friends are seasonal
bring forth colorful flowers
Bloom day and night
Which last for a short period
and wither away from your life
But sow seeds in your heart
And memories last for life time
Some friendships grow like a tree
Deep rooted with strong branches
They hold you at times of trouble
And care for you under their shade
Some are like creepers
Which spread on you and ruin your life
But it's your choice
Whether to tie a swing on a tree
Or pluck the flowers to make a garland.

- Rini Shibu Pullampallil

it's unpublished poem

Rini