I am not too close to you,
And not too far.
Yet I stand here looking at the star.
Sometimes I roam around smelling,
The scent of some beautiful flowers
Sometimes I try to enjoy the mighty showers.
The blossoms sometimes are,
What we had, the bitter and sweet.
The flashes of the seasons spent,
Together with you repeat.
And sometimes when I fall in the sheet,
The spring is dawned upon me,
And the summer with its heat.
The rains then come with a kind of joy,
To aid a secluded and lonely boy.
No, we shall meet again and enjoy,
But can we be again the same?
Are the flowers or the words to be blamed?
Nothing lasts forever I know,
But why didn't you,
For the last time's sake came?
I know you my friend very well.
There's nothing 'bout you I can't tell.
It must have been crucial,
Were you planning something special?
Will you come at last to me?
Or was it the time,
To you, that I would see?
Come fast for friendship's sake,
And what is truly yours you shall at last take.
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PoetryHello readers, this is my poetry collection. I write poems when I am overwhelmed with some kind of emotions. I write poem on quite relatable themes. So people like to read them. The are easily connected with my work. I hope you guys will like my wo...
