Queeny Gona

Freshman - 936 Points (16th august,1987 / KANIGIRI)

*the Lost Friend* - Poem by Queeny Gona

The friend I thought, most close to my heart
To my surprise she is far apart;
I am always in her heart,
Still she never knocked my door.
I meant for the good of us but:
She took it for granted as a prestige issue.
I would be happy
If atleast now she probes into my heart!

Comments about *the Lost Friend* by Queeny Gona

  • Gold Star - 17,870 Points Kelly Kurt (4/14/2015 2:53:00 PM)

    You write well of things of the heart, Queeny. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 22,246 Points Roseann Shawiak (10/30/2013 7:39:00 PM)

    I had a friend like that also. They are hard to understand. Your poem says it all well. Thank you for sharing.
    RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 23 Points Rajaram Ramachandran (9/2/2009 7:17:00 PM)

    There is a difference between a companion and a friend. If she is a friend, she will knock at the door surely one day. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Chitra - (6/11/2009 10:45:00 AM)

    the value of friendship...wonderful (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Aldo Kraas (6/6/2009 6:27:00 PM)

    Well done
    Your poem is a master piece (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 168 Points Sathyanarayana M V S (6/5/2009 9:09:00 AM)

    'she probes into my heart'
    Beautiful language Queeny dear. Very well written.10++++++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 5, 2009

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