Kn My Friend Poem by Krishna Shivkumar yadav

 KN my friend


KN my friend

K.N my heart, K.N my soul
2 August 2009, a yellow angelic began the magic show
Fragrance blowing through the air
Takes my feeling, takes my heart
Reaches somewhere in the sky
With the decorating love theme
K.N comes close to the guy
Hold my eyes that love her
Hold my arms that hug her
And finally K.N's first touch
Made me die, disappear to fly
And days passed, month passed
Finally a day to November end
She became my friend, enter the gang
And as long as the show last
Made me dipped in her laugh
And how can I stop her
K.N was just for six month
Due to last semester, June was the end
And finally one day I said
K.N i love you, love you my friend
Either will be hammering me
Or friendship might break to end
Smiled, ' so sweet' K.N said
And my love for her much more than before
K.N my friend love for you will never end
And whether she loves me or not
K.N will be always my friend
K.N my 24, not a mummy
Elder than 6 to me, just a sweet doll
Sorry for loving you, am 18 year ugly guy
Can't marry you, can't make K.N my
But will be happy, loving you as a friend
And K.N's cloths colored her show
The reddish rose beauty
The violet innocent sweetie
The yellowish childish naughty
The white describes her fatty
And finally brown says something bad
K.N looks very sad
Don't wear it next time
K.N please don't cry
12 Dec 2009, K.N I came to know
Something was wrong, the magic disturbed the song
And finally day passed, K.N called me
Said the sentence, said the word
But I know before her flow
K.N loves him, loves my friend
Yet love you deepest than him
Tell me than what I shall do
Can only write a poem
K.N my friend this is for you
And now whenever her eye lies to my eye
Walk a distance to my side
Behind me, behind my shy
'Hi, what are you doing ', K.N reply
Soft palm on my tough fest cheek
Gave me, on my head a soft kiss
Walk away from me, from my side
As her boyfriend called
Come on we have to arrive
And my eye simply looking to it
K.N gone with my friend
Wishing she could stay a bit
K.N my friend, just want to embrace you, but can't
As I told you
K.N my 24, not a mummy
Just elder than 6 to me, she is little bit fat
In my arms, so I can't embrace her
Let in her arms, K.N embrace me
But will this be happen
Or might be journey to end
K.N my friend
The pond's powders, so lucky are
They kiss K.N's cheek every hour
The lipsticks, so lucky are
They kiss K.N's lips being a part
Her cloths, so lucky are
They kiss K.N's body until her bath
My friend, so lucky you are
Got K.N my friend with beautiful heart
15 June 2009, end of six month, end of last semester
K.N ended the magic show, ended the chapter
K.N's call bombard once in a week
ring ring its K.N my sweet
And as the June ended, K.N forgot to ring
Might be busy with my friend
Might be busy with her world
Will be waiting for you
Thinking one day, K.N will call
K.N's several photos with various poses
Thanks camera giving me her senses
And now with more than hundred pic
Each one turned into black and white epic
And finally its time to do so
Bury my love inside my heart
Or burn it with the help of soul
Put the joy, put the flower near the feet
And broke my dream into piece
K.N magic shall never disturbed anymore
But in the night, will cry alone
In K.N dictionary, love didn't exist
Then how she fell, love with my friend
My friend with 14 girlfriends under his belt
Its 15, now K.N it's your turn
My friend please don't 'chaayer khuri' her
K.N my 24 as I told you, just a sweet doll
Why turned into a sick women
K.N my friend
Why your cloths no more color your show
The reddish rose beauty
Why turned to brown, which says something bad
I told you, don't wear it next time
K.N please don't cry
The yellowish childish naughty
Why turned into serious aunty
Why your naughtiness fade
Childish behavior, why you don't make
The violet innocent sweetie
Why turned down your beauty
Why why no more magic in your show
Not a brown, but every color you wore
Has no more magic, it's just a simple cloth
The reason behind this is same
You just come and sit with my friend
Seeing both of you in one corner
Don't know but something breaks
My six month with K.N, after all I have spent
Your memory, K.N my friend in those days
Is like a magic show, saw in the fair
In attempts, whether to forget or remember you          
But you still belong so much to me
That I don't feel like talking about you
Except in the poem
K.N my friend
K.N my friend
this is for you.

©krishna yadav