The Disguised Friend.

By Manali Jobanputra in Poems » Short
Updated 21:37 IST Sep 08, 2016

Views » 722 | 2 min read

The first sight of her,
Was as she walked in as my teacher,
With a graceful pace,
And a beautiful smile on her face!

I met her as my teacher,
Soon we became sisters,
As as time pulled us closer,
She was like my mother!

Our relationship...
Its above materialism, its pure and divine,
With time it grew sweeter just as wine,
We cried, we laughed, we ate, we talked,..
Sun or rain.. Together we walked!

Time flew past in a blink...
And its all dark what once seemd pink,
Its time to say goodbyes..
With a heavy heart and tear filled eyes...!

She guided me on the right way,
She moulded me as though clay,
Today that i write this poem,
Is coz she acted as my prism!!!

Its a difficult nostalgic feel...
Goodbyes are my achilles heel..
We know its inevitable...
And try to act stable!!

But these few words cannot convey..
What in my heart i wanna say..
All i can put through...
Is that I... LOVE... YOU...

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Kalamwali 08-Sep-2016 21:53

Absolutely brilliant!

Manali Jobanputra 08-Sep-2016 22:23

Thank you Ma'am :)

taabiirdaan 09-Sep-2016 16:28

🙏👏👍👌 awesome.. You are!

Manali Jobanputra 09-Nov-2016 17:57

Thankyou :)vayraam

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