Srishti's Friend Comments

From dusk to dawn
An insomnia buddy is born
Till sunlight do us apart
Even then our thoughts can't keep us afar

Yes we read. We occasionally write.
It feels so right to just to write,
Till its finally your ass it bites.
Poetry is beautiful in your head
You wrote it on a paper n then you shred
After a He said, she said version of this thread
While gibber jabber u uttered metamorphosed into garbage pulled out by the rake