Friends are lost
One by one
Few remain
Age may have its consolations
But it has its special bitterness also
Life is diminished
Without friends
Years of memories vanish
The ease of familiar laughter
Is no longer-
We wake by being with others
And being alone too much
Contracts us into ourselves
Friends are lost
The joy of our life is less
Where have they gone?
And what will become of us?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing write. yes heart becomes heavy thinking about lost friends. Thanks for sharing.