Hoping that you will understand,
Why I did so,
My dearest friend,
I know I promised to never leave you,
To never hurt you or anyone else,
But the things have slept away from my hand...
Sometimes even when a thousand lamps burn,
There is a corner of darkness left...
Even when the lips are smiling,
The heart can bleed with tear...
There isn't a thing like I don't trust you,
The fact is that all the stars shine so bright,
But the one you can reach to are few...
....& you my unreachable star,
who became mine sitting seven
Oh my dearest one, I do ******,
As much as the last drop is trusted to quench the thristy's thirst..
Things are not always as they appear...
I don't know what's it to you all so good poets, is it a poem or something else, but to me these are my tears for a dearest, & so trustable friend, I wish the one for whom it's written may read it soon, & forgive me...