Benefit of Doubt
We two always were friends
Seldom did we have dispute
He had his interest and aura
I too had held my own repute
He often admired my actions
I too lavishly praised his deeds
From my side, it was self-less
His side too I thought it indeed
Soon we both had fallen apart
He was elevated in his position
Did not like my ways any more
I took it a temporary phenomenon
But then he started to exhibit
In so many words and ways
His attitude and the new vanity
Through his actions and deeds
I had realised it hard way now
He was being a bit jealous to me
After he found that I never flatter
Yet he may have expected from me
I still think he would now change
Do some thinking and introspection
And realise he was on wrong side
If not, I give him benefit of doubt
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