Each mountain is worthy of its climb
Every valley beautiful
No pain.. just the beautiful joy that pure friendship brings
My heart has been barricaded beyond endless fortified towers
Careful.. careful.. its been horribly terribly hurt..
Time chooses to show.. preciousness does not pass away
Gold though buried deep in mud.. is still sparking gold
I have just allowed myself to peek into my locked away heart
Surprise! The pain seems abated… for now
Seared away dross.. what remains?
My tender heart.. craving for my dearest good friend
I can now admit.. that it is you iv always loved best
Not of my choosing.. it is what it is
Iv fought it tooth and nail
You can still see the scars remain
But the truth is liberating.. to shout out loud..
I love you my dearest friend
He is still admiring today, the pilgrim soul in you and not the glory gone! ..... alas, I tried so much! But, I could not write as I could before.... poets' block, is that?
Hi! how are you? Thanks for the comment! Are you sure it is will not write and not could not write? I think its always in there. Someone said.. do one good thing for yourself every day.. poetry could be it! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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