QG (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!

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A kind of hearbreaking...you write so well...check out my poems
She took it for granted as a prestige issue. I would be happy If atleast now she probes into my heart! - - love poem. love as a mystery.. i see it like that always. very nice. thank you dev
Lovely lines that are loaded with the loss of a friend!
You write well of things of the heart, Queeny.
I had a friend like that also. They are hard to understand. Your poem says it all well. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
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