What a friend can do?

I walk alone, in midst of the destination

Many people’s around, but still feels alone

Desires are many, but feels days are gone

I am a metaphor that links with parasites

Fed with absurdness, now wants simile of freshness

I walk alone, in midst of the destination.....

A hand of hope, helped me to grow

A relation unknown, becomes a gold

The fear to walk alone, now have many hands

Learned the omens of life, happiness only when shared

The barren path now, sings the voice of companionship

I walked alone, but now walks with trust

In midst of journey, I walk with many.......