A Pair Of Friendship Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

How many part of me should I share?
For you to finally be dare…
To make me a solely pair…
Like a dining table and a chair…

Oh dear friend, I wish you could ever know….
We let all the hatred grow….
Amongst the beauty of all green meadow….
We could still listen to the sound of a crow….

We build the castle over and over again….
But the big wave of doubts restrain…
Everything we had, like a stormy night in a heavy rain….
It finally turned everything in vain….

We see from a different window….
We aim the love with a different arrow….
How would you understand me, for we have a different marrow? …
Oh dear friend, the friendship we had, is a ship of sorrow….

Now, sail away to the land of your imagination….
I will stay here, to wait for you to have a notion….
For our ship could not sail to two different oceans….
Nor could it have two different directions….

Still, in my weary nights, when the sky is clear….
I played all the memory of us, like a lonely deer….
I begin to wonder, how many part of you had you share?
To make me feel that we are truly born as a pair….

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Eva Clara Harahap