Poetry / Friendship

Ahsan Imran

Some friends are like a flower,
and when they finally bloom,
they wilt away in just one day,
and sometimes just by noon.


Some friends are like a cloudy day,
and when the sun's in sight,
it gets blocked by the grayest cloud
and day turns into night.


Some friends are like a maple tree,
and with the slightest breeze,
the colored leaves, they all come loose
and float away with ease.


Some friends are like a circle,
for they are always true,
I know I have a friend like that
and yes, that friend is you.

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· 1 Like · Jan 02, 2019 at 03:01
Category: friendship
 

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