Willing to Die! – The Winter Friendship PoemA Poem by The Winter Poet(This poem is dedicated to friendship which is far more than just a mere word! At least not to me!)Friend: “Crying for the love of God, In a place completely abroad. Kissed by the black rose of death, Woke me up startled with regrets.” Another Friend: “The sky is sadness, How pale am I in wilderness? This bed spells of madness, How forsaken am I in soberness?” Friend: I see the sunshine, But I don’t feel no warmth! I see trees, But I don’t see breeze! I see the snow, But I don’t feel cold… I see children, But don’t feel their bliss. Suffocated from within, Creeping me inside out! Another Friend: “Am I breathing better? Or it’s just a tone! Life’s indeed written with feathers, A call called hope is on the telephone.” Friend: “I went crazy, Waking up dazy! In the middle of the night, Gifted with a poetic light!” “As the moon rises, And the sunset. Let’s talk about our lives, And see where it gets!” Another Friend: “Not sure where this life heads, Yet I could relish a little breath. We’ll stick needles with black threads, And if life gets tragic, we’ll sing to death!! Author’s Note: Life writes tales with a grey cloud, Indeed! A friend can hear you aloud! Life has a meaning and just be proud, I’ll be there for you and I’ll say it aloud!
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Added on June 7, 2016 Last Updated on June 7, 2016 AuthorThe Winter PoetChennai, Tamil Nadu, IndiaAboutAll posts and entries are depictions of thoughts and are original. more.. |

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