Fluctuating Friends

Poem

In the beginning, there was a source
Most modest drip
Producing no grip
Grasping provides no option

For I am following the flow
Freed from fears long gone
I pretend how to carry on
The most modest of drips

For the drops are now swollen
Streaming in a line of water
Flowing in my veins
Friendship forever reigns

In the most modest of streams
A sun ray beams
Reflecting my joy
For friendship is not a toy

Thank you for fluctuating
You did catch my eye
Just passing by

Reviews

[R J Askew]

This is the line for me: 'I pretend how to carry on' as it captures how many of us are. Friendship is such the sunshine of life in many ways. We all need it and turn sour when we are not bathed in it. Tears are a natural consequence, much as rain often ensues when the sky is sunless. But the sun is sledom away for that long, and we do carry on. Enjoyed the read!

[A love for poetry]

I like these two lines together:

"Streaming in a line of water
Flowing in my veins"

I felt a solid feeling to these two lines--great!

[zainul]

Great poem.
Love these lines as special ones.

"Friendship forever reigns"
"For friendship is not a toy"