I Owe Happiness To My Friends... Poem by M. Asim Nehal
I Owe Happiness To My Friends...
Like lone moon fighting with darkness
like solitary wind yellowing the trees
I wander whole spring searching your marks.
Like crisp night resting peacefully
Like candle lights burning the agony
I melt within my skin.
Like thunderstorm freezing everything
Like waterfall cutting the edges
I fall for worldly sins
Like rising sun with exuberant energy
Like flower bloom under nature's care
I make fresh beginning
By God's grace
By sheer courage
I owe happiness to my friends.
T Rajan Evol(11/4/2015 4: 46: 00 AM) One of your best poem I suppose....10
• Anil Kumar Panda(8/25/2015 9: 34: 00 AM) Straight from the heart in praise of friends. Like it.
• Dilantha Gunawardana(8/25/2015 8: 19: 00 AM) It's a beautiful poem, I love your poetic sense.............BTW I don't have real friends, only friends who think tough love in the form of bullying is good for the soul........
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 5:24:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I am not sure what I would do without my friends. I count you as one