Treasure Island

Queeny Gona

(16th august,1987 / KANIGIRI)

*The Lost Friend*


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!

Submitted: Friday, June 05, 2009

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