Sonnet Mondal (Asansol)
Poems by Sonnet Mondal : 19 / 43
My Western Friend
Far from the west came a man,
And me in the Indian Sands',
Making a friendship tight -
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Sonnet Mondal
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lovely poem rhymes well
heart still revels by the night...............exqusite expression by the feelinmg of friendship from far off place, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing
hold on to special memories sonnet, memories are what makes us who we are,1 day you and your friend might meet again
The friends who are special and when they leave, we would certainly feel sad. It also had happened to me numerous of times. The poem was short, a remembrance tribute. Well you must keep it on. Write some more longer poems because you are a grown up now! The poems will certainly complete a book for you. Be courageous for the next one! I will certainly read more poems.
This holds a heartfelt message, conveyed well with your words. The rhythem works especially well here.
This brims with all that matters about a 'mate' and the sadness of goodbyes touches, yet keeping those 'passing mates' alive is ever so much more tangible today thanks to technology
Ah, yes, another bit of good fortune, cultivating friends of all types from everywhere on the planet. It is not so much the striking differences (now I am hungry for some curry, the best I found near Birmingham, England, in a remote pub.) but those things we have in common, and they are more than we can ever know.
Oh this is a lovely poem; it reminds me of how I felt, and still feel, about my friends I met in India.. keep on Sonnet, Blessings, xxPenny