Friend is complicated, Friend: not only a word, but(also) the meaning, Friend sometimes sets apart, but lastly returns, Friend may be the sign that someone's here, Friend.
We smell the old scent, When we first met. We hear the old voice, When we made noise. We feel the old touch, When we gave a hug. But, when we look into our eyes, We don't see the old ones.
Ask yourself sometimes How guilty you feel at times Since you want to correct your present Thank yourself at bedtime Watching the moon crescent How you rate your errors Realizing your mistakes like horrors Your charred dream would visualize Making you realize Your crumpled ambitions With lots of inhibitions Sun of civilization Smiles at your assimilliation Of future steps trending in your imagination
Up into the firmament tonight: Be fulfilled by the darkest sight. Yet the gigantic moon appeared, Showed purely softly yellow sphere. Alas! The crimson shadow glided, Slowly swallowed the moonshine: Little by little, the glow vanished, Be left nothing, but lonely sky.
Day after Day, Day runs so fast. Ask Day!, "Why don't slow down". Day says, " Run as yesterday, today and next day." "So I'm normal, but you are not", Day says.
Over the edge sun rises up, Yellow beam shines on child, Gentle wind blows up, Drifting through his mind, Spiritual he feels then cries, For the wings that he desires.