Little King of Sorrows

Have Faith In Me (A Note To My Dear Friend Aswath Raman) - Poem by Little King of Sorrows

fear not dear Aswath,
hold your head up high.
For it's hard to place such value.
Of this friendship made with I.

Aswath fret you not! ! !
Though seems I'm world away.
I yell your tale from mountains.
A poem surely finds your way.

Aswath listen closely.
All you inquire I shall tell.
My kingdom run amok me.
My mind must rest a spell.

Hear me noble Aswath.
My ends come to a means.
I offer you all gold I have.
To buy your faith betweens.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

There was a point not too long ago when I didn't feel the need to write any longer and was about to lay down my pen. And you revived me with your kind words, your heartfelt comments and dedication to friendship is a diamond in the rough. Count not the ticks of the clock in wonder. Count the blessings of the day, and know, I will be back to play.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013

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