An Open Letter To A Friend
How do I tell you, What you mean to me? World is too small, Universe is too small, Everything is too small. But one day,  I'll surely tell you, how much I needed you, when I walked over the fire. I never wanted you to along walk with me, When I was in pain. I never wanted you to bear the grief with me.  All I wanted was that when I completed my journey, You would be the one to worry about the injuries I had. I wanted you to be the person to see if I was fine. I wanted you to be the person who would hold my hand And never let go and take me to every place where,  I could find happiness, with you. I could find the love, from you. I could find the joy, with you. I could find the love, from you. If you ask me for my happiness, I would say, its you. If you ask me for my pain, I would say, its without you. If you ask me for my joy, I would say, its being with you. If you ask me for my life, I would say, It's only and only you. I tried a lot to tell you, in every possible way. But may be I was always wrong. May be everytime, I needed you. May be giving you everything I had was wrong. May be thinking that you were my friend, was wrong.
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Srusana
So good one please see my poem Morning or Mourning similarly about grief and hope
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2018-07-30 00:45:40
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