This is a tender reflection on friendship, nostalgia, and the timeless joy of creating together. Through brushstrokes of color and emotion, the poem captures a cherished bond—one that endures through art, memory, and the heart’s vivid canvas.

# Colors of Our Friendship #

Paint me a memory I dearly miss,
With laughter’s gold and childhood bliss.
Two friends at a table, hands intertwined,
In worlds of color where dreams were aligned.

Brush in hand, hope bright in our eyes,
Mixing the soft blues of open skies.
Dipping the palette in sunlight and rain,
You gift me a moment untouched by pain.

The desk is our haven, the canvas our heart,
Side by side, crafting what sets us apart.
A stroke for the secrets we whispered low,
A hue for the promises only we could know.

Though years have passed and footprints stray far,
Colors remember the rhythm we are.
With every new layer, old times renew—
A portrait of friendship, bright, brave, and true.

So paint me a memory, gentle and sweet,
Where laughter and longing on the canvas meet.

(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

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