FRIENDS
90's
Some friends are good
Some friends are bad
Some friends are there
Whenever you are sad.
My friends are with me
All the same
Even though
I'm sometimes to blame.
I can confide in parents
Though I can't tell them all
But I can tell my friends
With just one call.
Thank you God
For all my friends
And with that
This poem ends.
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A PART OF LIFE
9:24 AM 10-04-03
Love evolves from friendship
Enmity from love,
Crushes are just confusions
Sent from above.
Crushes come
And crushes go.
Plenty there are ,
But hardly show!
God gave us a heart
For us to choose friends;
When crushes interfere
Friendship usually ends.
Some crushes are obsessions
Some are not;
Few turn into love,
Most just rot.
For those with obsessions,
Life gets tough;
For those in love
Nothing is enough.
Love is like an idea
Suddenly hit;
Comes to you when
You're least expecting it.
In the beginning
It's like a new fad;
Fresh and exciting,
Trendy and rad.
Entangled in dilemmas
With fights that soon go bad,
Love gets intolerable
And people become sad.
Sadness invites enmity,
Masquerading wolves in the dark;
Violent, vicious, vengeful
Awaiting the auspicious mark.
Life, with an intense enemy,
Is hard enough to bear.
And, the more the verbal warfares,
The less we give to care.
So, next time you sniff some love,
However, to you, it appears,
Make sure you do not rush
Or you'll wind up in tears and fears. |
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1:43 PM 17-04-03
Behind bars
There she was
Barking and howling
Without a pause,
Small and sweet
Scared to death
By her owners
She was kept.
Out in the open
They let her lay
Through wind and storm
All night and day.
Put to torture
In the past
Home she was taken
By us at last.
First she ate
Like never before
Then was washed
From head to toe.
As part of the family
she seems happy.
So, here ends the history
Of my little puppy.
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ON MY BED
1:40 PM 21-04-03
Bored and frustrated
Lying on my bed,
I analyze the things
That go through my head.
Like would I be a model
Or become a wife,
Or would I remain a secretary
Living a boring life.
Thinking about the problems
I slept through yesterday,
I Wonder what I could've done
To avoid them come my way.
Remembering I've to study
I decide to do it then,
But with my pillow's coziness
I ignore the decision.
As I hear some music
I am at a ball,
Dancing with whoever
Without a care at all.
I think of all the people
That I have come across,
Wondering why I've known them
If I didn't, what's my loss?
Sometimes I replay incidents
That came and went too fast,
Imagining how it could've been
If I had let it last.
These are all the things
That travel in my head,
While I'm feeling lonely
Lying on my bed.
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