Shayari Bazar

Around the corner I have a friend In this great city that has no end. Yet the days go by and weeks rush on And before i know it, a year is gone. And i never see my old friend?s face For life is a swift and terrible race. He knows i like him just as well As in the days when i rang his bell. And he rang mine but we?re younger then And now we?re busy tired men. Tired of playing fulish game Tired of trying to make a name. Tommorow i say i?ll call on him Just to show that i m thinking of him. But tommorow comes and tommorow goes And distance between us grows and grows. Around the corner yet miles away Here is a telegram he is died today And that is what we get and deserve in the end Around the corner a vanished friend.