samuel nze

A Friend, My Friend

I sit and think of you
Kenechukwu.
Last night I had a curious
Dream.
My best friend saw you beside me
And grew jealous;
Who is this?
He asks in a huff,
Black spectacles closing
Crimson red eyes.
A friend, I say
Unready to precipitate offense.
A friend or your friend?
I am at a loss then;
Where lies the bifurcation
Between a friend and my friend?
Jude, I do not know.
If it is bile that eats you,
Then know that
You are my best friend,
My everything
And Kc is just
A friend, my friend?

Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 19, 2005

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Comments about A Friend, My Friend by samuel nze

  • Eche OnonukweEche Ononukwe (10/12/2011 11:43:00 AM)

    Nze, you're defensive here.You woundn't want to hurt, maybe your lover.You guilded your mouth & your sense of reasoning.Hope what u say about kc to your best friend is true! Anyway, this is poetic creation.I admire the conversation & the rendering.Good verse, pal!

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