My best friends. I tried to forge Friendship And always my quietness Was next to me. I tried further But my quietness Wont leave. Friends came Friends went No one became permanent Only my quietness And observation. Words came forward And we became friends For ever. I play with them And build colossal Corridors of words With boulevards. my quietness Observation And words Are my best friends Beside me In sleep Or when awake.
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 15:03:21 +0000
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