The tears
and the fears
only mirror
what is inside
we sometimes hide
our feelings too well
we think no one can tell
the hurt and pain
pouring like rain
But those Β we call our friends
can see and they end
our silence…
try to mend
our sorrows
and save tomorrow
as the fears disappear in the smoke
and the feelings we spoke
are open and free
so we can be
at peace again
The person we call “friend” did not give up…
How lucky and blessed
to have guessed
and untangled the mess…
Yes I agree. It truly is a blessing to have a real friend by your side. In fact, this reminds of something I wrote recently on my blog. Good job! Keep up the good work!
Thanks so much for stopping by. Your blog is very insightful π You are doing very good work!
This is truly just a beautiful poem twinnie. π Your writing keeps growing and becoming just amazing and a must read by everyone.TF<3=Twins Forever
Interesting poetic blog π
More interesting is the twins at work—very interesting art combination π
Thanks for stopping by Firasz π We twins are quite the combination for sure π
Hey Twinnie, you read this one π I agree it’s a must read π just kidding, but it seems my writing grows and grows !! Yay for that. TF β€
Well written
Thanks for leaving me such kind comments π