A True Friend.... (Y) Poem by Arafat Driche

A True Friend.... (Y)



When the burden of life is
too much

as the rain
to the cloud

and you are so tuckered out
that you can't bear

any more
the weight and pressure

your legs are dead
you feel burned out

and out of coldness
you condense and freeze

though you try hard
to conceal

but the wind knows all
and tells


different stories
with hundred photographs

real and genuine
through your

beautiful and bright eyes
only a true friend knows

how to read
and what goes inside your soul.

Saturday, September 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friend
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Arafat Driche

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Algeria/wadsouf-(almoghair)
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