You came in my life
like an oasis in a lonely desert,
Simple but charming you seemed
in that white T-shirt.
With a plain expression
I asked your name,
"Friendship, they call me,"
you replied to the same.
And well, we spent
most of our time together.
Chatting, laughing, playing,
irrespective of weather.
But then, I met a haughty
and loud girl named Pride.
On being with her,
my feelings for you died.
And now that you have
left me all alone,
All I do is gasp,
grumble and groan.
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
You came in my life
like an oasis in a lonely desert,
Simple but charming you seemed
in that white T-shirt.
With a plain expression
I asked your name,
"Friendship, they call me,"
you replied to the same.
And well, we spent
most of our time together.
Chatting, laughing, playing,
irrespective of weather.
But then, I met a haughty
and loud girl named Pride.
On being with her,
my feelings for you died.
And now that you have
left me all alone,
All I do is gasp,
grumble and groan.
The poem is about how pride and true friendship never go together.
©2018, Friendship, a Nice Guy by Kaumudi.
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