The golden leaves of flowers
Are the same as my old friends...
new leaves will come in showers
Yet , our friendship will never end....
New friends are my bracelet
Old friends were my fate...
I remember the day was lucky
In school, how we met....
Are the same as my old friends...
new leaves will come in showers
Yet , our friendship will never end....
New friends are my bracelet
Old friends were my fate...
I remember the day was lucky
In school, how we met....
Our aim of life was different
And thoughts also as twins ....
Yet...., we were best friends
As our friendship means ....
I lost my best friend now,
Due to of my silly mistakes...
I pray to God to be forgiven
What’s my dreadful sake....
Mrunmayee Sathe..!
2 comments:
HiMrunmayee
Nice to read this poem Old friends ... !! which remembered me my old friends in school, college and even at prior job where I used to work earlier.
Philomena
Hi, Mrunmayee. Hope you're well and safe. I was searching for Google's images on old friends when I stumbled on the photo of the five children at top. I thought it was a lovely symbol of cherishable friendships. Thank you for bringing a smile to my heart which spread to my lips!
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