Sunday, September 6, 2009

a FRIEND that was

Now that you are gone,
Why do you have to sill come back
silently in my dreams.
Now that you are gone
Why do you have to still wake me up
with a quite scream.

We were friends,
Oh! don't you remember.
It was us that made the world,
till there were sparks of ember.

I never wanted you to go,
It has killed me within.
Though I breath for myself now,
But its to you that I owe my being.

It was you,
It was me,
Just us it was all about.

Then what was it that went wrong?
Why did I think of us going all along?
Why had I tendered the seeds of friendship,
never knowing they had thorns.

You are gone
gone for ever.
Then why do you have to still come back
silently in my dreams
and wake me up with a quiet scream!