Friend

The sky today is very blue,

Don’t call me now, this very day.

The colour of your eyes is sky-blue,

Don’t wet those blue-coloured eyes today.

My friend, that’s why I am here,

Don’t lay any distraction,

But don’t call me today.

Friendship has no such title,

My friends, please, don’t cry.

Friends are evergreen – forever,

The bond between friends never dies...

My friend, that’s why I am here,

Open up your door to let in me..

Don’t cry today.

Perhaps, in your memory this moment,

I might not exist...

Perhaps, you might have forgotten

My usual T-Shirt and jeans.

Still, in my inward eye,

We meet, play and talk over there...

Only two of us – and no one else.

All of a sudden, the fragrance of fresh earth,

Suddenly, in the page of a book,

Suddenly, in a jovial and gay mood,

My mind – writes poems of unknown.

The sudden-found peace of mind,

Don’t tie it in the fearful darkness...

Don’t tie, my friend.

The sky will turn white suddenly,

But still, our red-blue coloured kites...

Will fly in our eye’s sky,

An everlasting joyful childhood.

That so joyous childhood...

Don’t call it in other names, my friend...

Oh my friend!

Friendship has really no title,

My friends, please, don’t be sad.

Friends are golden – evergreen...

The spirit of friendship never dies.

My friend, I am now beside you,

Open your eyes – flooding them with light...

Oh – my friend!

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M.Macabre

19.06.2020

Dedicated to: Redi

Image courtesy: Google Images