My friend, I saw the tears in your eyes,
A storm of sorrow, a clouded skies.
Your pain, I felt, your hurt, I shared,
For in this world, our hearts are paired.
Though the road ahead may seem so dark,
Know that I’m here, a guiding spark.
My hand to hold, my heart to lend,
For I am more than just a friend.
The burdens you bear, I wish to ease,
The worries that plague, I hope to please.
Let me be the light that guides your way,
Through the shadows, to a brighter day.
When the world feels cold and unyielding,
And your soul, it seems, is slowly yielding,
Remember, my dear, I’m standing near,
To offer comfort, to dry each tear.
Together, we’ll face the storms that come,
And find the strength to overcome.
For in this life, we’re not alone,
Our bond, a fortress, a guiding stone.
So let me be the one to hold you tight,
To be your shelter in the night.
I’ll be the anchor to your drifting heart,
A constant presence, never to part.
My friend, I know the pain you bear,
But know that I will always care.
I’ll be the shoulder you can lean upon,
The light that shines when all seems gone.
So dry your eyes, my dearest friend,
For I am here, until the end.
Through thick and thin, I’ll be your guide,
For in this world, we’ll walk side by side.
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i have trust issues. I don’t confide in people and I very rarely ask for help. I don’t open up easily. And I don’t take friendships lightly because it is hard for me to make friends. It has always been, but after two friends abandoned me for being too much me, too eccentric and maybe too selfish too, it became even harder. I never regret that these people were my best friends at one time and I called them so. Because it was right at the time. Nowadays both these women are strangers. Both these women kind of broke up with me. Both these women wanted me for themselves. I was not even my own at that time, I couldn’t share anything at all. Some days I would love to know how they are and what they are doing in life. I have to actively keep myself for getting in touch for the wrong reasons. (Which is curiosity more than the want or need to rekindle the old friendships). I drifted off from what I initially wanted to say in just a few sentences. I have acquaintances, I know how to do small-talk and banter. I can be charming and flirty, with men and women alike. But I have very few friends. The above poem was written for my best friend who is having a hard time right now. I don’t have much to offer, but I have my words. I offer them freely to my friends. My friends, like me, becomes silent and quiet when unwell. But I am always there and make it known too. I love you my friend and will always be at your side. Come what may.
by the way, I sold the first copy of Fire & Rain yesterday, through this site. On desktop, you can find the purchase button on your right. On tablet or phone, you need to scroll all the way down to find it.
reflections of an unquiet mind 