The Precious

How can i believe in world's most seven wonders, while my friends are here, still with me.... I just dedicate this work for them.....

I don't know when i started this,

Journey of mourning.

All over this journey,

I met so many friends...

 

Some of them always tried to

Pretended them selves...

Some of them never tried 

To understand themselves.

 

Somebody made me sick 

And mad, and they fallen

Over me again and again,

I never felt any angry towards them, 

But I poured with tears

 

I found many of my companions

Left me alone and given up 

Hurting and pains

In every turn of my life,

 

I consoled my self that.

I don't worth all those things.

And I kept watching them,

Walking away from me.

 

And finally i found some

Greatness in my friend's eyes,

And i don't know how much

Precious they were in my life.

 

They showed me, how different 

This world was, and

How much funs were here,

When we were together

 

As my life proceeds with the

Pains i fetched up earlier,

It’s again felts that they were also

Going to leave me alone in this world 

 

And now am left here, all alone.

With those memories, prayers,

And some goodbyes,

They left for me...........

Author's Note

I don't know why i done this, I'm not sure about this work....

Reviews

[unknown]

Sorrow filled but excellently written

[Sam Severn]

So heartbreaking, so painful, so hopeful, so beautiful!! Thank you for posting this! ㋡

[brenda]

this is really good it has good flow to it !
Some of them always tried to
Pretended them selves...
Some of them never tried
To understand themselves.

i love that part keep writing!

[Lively]

Very true poem, friends are the people with whom we are our real selves. We need not to show any false discipline, intelligence or creativeness.. We are we. If we are crazy, we are crazy. If we are soft, we are soft..........

[Coyote Poetry]

We will have few real friends. Few people will stay with us in the good and bad times. I believe we need to be thankful for people who stand with us in life journey. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Lily Mae]

When friends fall away and leave it can leave an empty place in our heart and soul.. Remember them with love and fondness and for the lessons they brought to you...but leave your door open for new friendships... and always remember some friendships aren't forever but are remember always...xx