My friends with whom,
I have spent a lot of time,
Are now accepting me as a friend,
Only on the backstage,
And not infront of all,
So, I am going to be alone.
My friends always used to say that,
I am rose in flowers,
Sun in all galaxy,
Moon in all stars,
But might be thorns present in the rose, teasing them again and again now,
Perhaps that sun is giving excees heat to them now,
And moon is not giving enough coolness to them now,
So, I am going to be alone.
I always want to keep myself, in touch of my friends,
And so, I always used to share all my problems, with my friends,
But I did not know that,
Those sharings,
Making my impression as a sad soul and a boring person in my friend circle,
So, I am going to be alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
going alone is good track for life, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.