We Grew Apart Poem by utsav kadmawala

We Grew Apart

Rating: 4.5


We became good friends
I actually don't remember when
But the moment we met
I thought I knew what lay ahead

Those late night chats
Were so much fun
Buying you chocolates
You were my moon and sun

However I felt
We started growing apart
Felt as if we separated
Even before we could start

I still think of you
Whole day and night
Waiting to see your sight
Cause your very presence
Makes my day bright

You stopped talking to me
But I couldn't let go you see?
You've starred avoiding
For a reason unknown
I feel, with me, you were toying
Anyways, the paper of friendship has torn

You did not see me off
Even though you knew it was the last day,
I guess you don't care for what I do or say
To insult you I wouldn't dare,
But I get Ill or die,
Why will you care? ?

I know you have more important people in life
but you told me that, as a friend, you loved me
which was a lie.
bye.

Friday, January 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this poem is dedicated to the first girl i got close too...we had so much fun but she started avoiding me and ignoring me...well i tried to stop this from happening but god wanted to teach me a lesson i guess...a lesson to choose your friends wisely
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 11 January 2015

We became good friends I actually don't remember when But the moment we met.. good lines...10 It was good try On your part to fly With sentiments I have few comments It can be one sided feeling That had inkling You expressed in your way She had her choice and way As friend She promised as friend till end You could pick her message “There lies still good time with age”

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Chinedu Dike 11 January 2015

Love is a spiritual experience that affects all and sundry profoundly, it's effects linger long even after the source of stimulation is gone. Love is whimsical and temperamental, it comes when it pleases and leaves without warning, enjoy it while it is there and do not waste time worrying about its departure, worry won't bring it back. A well articulated poem written from the heart. A nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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