Lost Friendship

Poem By Sharika Hafeez

The days of warmth, I still remember,
The moments of boredom and deep slumber;
The way we used to camp in a small number;
And the songs we sang around the dying ember.

Every laughter we shared all those years ago,
All those jokes we cracked every second or so,
And the meaningless quarrels that lasted a day or more,
Flashed across my mind as I rocked to and fro.

The falling leaves swirled around me in the breeze,
And carpeted the pathway with apparent ease.
The sight of this familiar place made me freeze,
This path full of memories made my eyebrows crease.

The golden leaves reflected the golden memories,
Of playful quarrels over a few golden berries.
Towering above me were the once happy trees,
Now depressed and empty, devoid of all cherries.

Carved upon the dead leaves were the forgotten days,
The days we spent together, now lightened by the sun's rays.
I remember the moment we fought to decide who pays,
For the food, clothes and the pair of stuffed mocking jays.

The lonely fall, with us separated, is already half-gone,
And the colorful leafy crowns, I can no longer adorn.
Our broken friendship has left me depressingly forlorn,
And nothing seems as beautiful, not even the striking autumn dawn.

Comments about Lost Friendship

very beautifully expressed emotions of lost friendship....our life has different stages...it's one of them...
The falling leaves swirled around me in the breeze, And carpeted the pathway with apparent ease. The sight of this familiar place made me freeze, This path full of memories made my eyebrows crease. liked this stanza very much. the whole poem reverberating with passion, love and sorrow of the lost experience. very well pictured. you have great imagination. thank you. tony
Romantic and nostalgic train of thought, well articulated and elegantly penned in poetic diction with beautiful rhyme scheme. Lovely piece of poetry, subtly penned from inner recesses of the heart with conviction. Thanks for sharing Sharika. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.


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