Being Dolt Poem by Y Sunita Devi

Being Dolt

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Can’t find a word,
To express,
What I feel today.
To say anything,
That pangs my heart,
To think about it,
Even for a single wink.


Thanks for your friendship,
Thanks for all those lies,
All those sad tales,
That got an ear in me,
That you used to narrate.
Just to make me feel,
I was a great and true friend of yours.

Your false pretensions,
Your fallacious concerns,
Your never ending egoistic nature,
Your exquisite way,
Of hiding your real-self.
Which is exceptionally base,
Your skill in presenting yourself as marvelous.

Your every forward step to friendship,
Only germane to your problems,
With listlessness to everyone’s predicament,
Living only with your dreams,
Satisfying your hankering,
You make me feel a dolt in your feign-ship.



18/07/09

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 30 July 2009

Once you realise the friend is unreal...why to quetch unnecessarily....by God's grace you will get a true friend...good verses....thanks

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Well done Winnie. I hope who it is written for receives a copy of this poem. 10 Karin Anderson

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Sebastine Humaemo 19 July 2009

yur lines pictures te fact dear.........readin lines abt sayin sweet lies this tht to make a frnd face go bright....i smile myself....it happns n frndshp n tht makes t more sweet n go fr long.......real FACT.........1000++++++ loved it...

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