Why Poem by mary das
Why
My dear friend....
why the silence?
i know not
speak up....
for i will understand
my dear friend....
why the coldness?
i know not
share with me
for i will enlighten your burden
my dear friend....
why the silence?
it's killing me
trust me
for i will be a shoulder to lean
my dear friend....
why the coldness?
it's breaking my heart
tears rolling down on my cheeks
still wondering..... why?
i agree it sure hurts........ the coldness of ur friend....... great emotions potrayed wishes jibin
This is a good piece buddy. But, at times there things that goes just like the wind which cannot be locked in order to be shared with any.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 7:05:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's difficult to stand by and let a friendship dissolve without knowing why... it is both unfair and hurtful. Very well expressed... good write, Mary. Brian