My Warm Friend Poem by Gajanan Mishra

1.
No one else,
But you, my dear,
My warm friend
With all enmity.
Between you
And myself
See nothing.
Of course, I know
Good and evil
Are not to be treated
As the same thing.
I know who is
Fallen away
From the truth.

2.

No excuse to you,
Dear, ungrateful you are,
Poisoners, murderers,
Plunderers you are.
And I consider you
My warm friend.
And be sure, you are
Here to get the result
Of your own deed.