What Price Friendship?
Monday, April 02, 2007
Quiet giggles in a corner
Shared jokes
Laughter and Yeats over a samosa
Bust-ups and making up
Those were the days when anything went
Angry words soon forgotten
Insults that never stuck
Fights and arguments the norm
But the feelings remained the same
Time passed
People changed
With it, the nature of friendship
Words became barbs
Looks did kill
Patience and love, non-existant.
This isn’t friendship
This isn’t relationship
This
is nothing.
And so,
here we are today,
asking
what price friendship?
Posted by DesiGirl 10:03 am
Labels: creative, friendship, poem
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very well written.
thanks a bunch. never venture into poi-tri usually.
ps: any relation to patrick?
Take care,
Emmie