ACCIDENT OR SUICIDE?

What a wonderful day was that,
He was looking great in brown hat.
Next to him I stood smiling,
Behind us were the surfers riding.
The camera flashed and captured us still,
Thought of seeing so much together,
But who knew that we never will.
That place ,that time , those tides , the weather,
however , will stay with me forever.

He shone so bright in everything,
He danced, played and he could sing.
But no matter whether he's appreciated off far,
he always looked on ground not stars.
His family loved him alot , they were proud,
hardly something that he wasn't aloud.
But I guess the trust was somewhere the cause
for all the grief and profound chaos.

The picture showed his thinned off face,
which came as a consequence of over dosage.
Yes , my friend was engrossed with many addictions,
his family's and my only affliction.
We fought over it a numerous times,
he said it's fine and not a crime.
Cigarette , whiskey , beer and wine,
came up along with drugs in no time.
But still he said - "it's all fine!".

As a friend you try to protect your friend,
I did so and veiled all his nuisance.
Never had thought how it will end,
Sometimes we quarrelled , I lost patience.
But I knew I m the only one on whom he depended,
on strands of belief our friendship was suspended.
His parents caught him once or twice,
but by then he had gone far too long,
with guards of addiction all along,
In his smoky path of demise.

One ugly night of may,
my drunkard friend lost his way.
Liquor and cigarettes stenched his clothes,
gradually he reached a highway road.
Not before had he travelled bit far,
the trembling man was struck by a car.
While he lay there motionless amidst the muck,
everyone came , but not the luck.

Looking at the picture today, I recall,
i too am culpable in his fall.
People say it's the vehicle , that took boy's life.
Me? i feel I can never decide.
Whether it's an accident or a suicide!