by Yrem Crish Jun 5, 2012
category :
Friendship, family /
best friends
I used to walk alone |
This is brilliantly penned. I love your metaphors, very crisp. The message behind this is an experience one goes in life. A journey of friendship can be sweet and bitterly sour. It all depends on the friend involved. We meet a stranger during childhood or when grown and instantly, a deep bond is rooted. Some friendship, stay till eternity and such are planted from beyond. One connects so well like a family with such encountered. And on the other side, we unfortunately get mingled with dishonest ones too. Whom pretend to be whom they're not, hence, winning your trust and betraying ones loyalty at the end. So friends come and go always, very few are pure and real gems. When we meet such, we hold on to part no more. An awesome piece. Attractive to the mind and holds a show of gratitude; how a miserable and aimless life found a purpose to be happy, through a friend. *Claps* :-) |
by ArtistrySoul
I agree, this was a great write :) |
by Amreen
A great poem.... great words used and a good imagery put up... ur friend is lucky to have u and so do u^^ |
by Joy Helberg
Lovely poem |
by Paul Gondwe
Wow, i dont know you had written such a wonderful piece about me..lol..Everything about this is amazing. |
by Yrem Crish
About you? Haha...you make me laugh ,Paul. Anyway, thanks for the comment. I really appreciate it:)) |