For A Friend Poem by Dennis Go

For a friend I write.
For a friend I rhyme.
For a friend I'll raise my pen
And show her things I find
A little pleasing, kind and sweet;
Though my heart broke down
In successive trilogy:
The love, the life and the soul
On someone else I've known
Ages and ages ago.

A poem you say,
This is all I could give -
A little stale in verses,
A little plain in creed:
'A friend of mine, you've always been.
A friend I'll always crave.
A friend that brightens my day
And brings me smiles and ease! '
But I can scribe no more.
These verses are all fed up.
My timid brain, my wounded heart,
Has left me torn apart.

Of all the things, I ask of you,
Am I the one to know
That love devours completely
When once the truth unfolds?
Fathom it well, I know you can.
You know how women think
When one says to a desperate lad:
'Go away, for heaven's sake! '

Now I'll end it all here.
I'm tired, though a bit restless.
Thanks for sparing some precious time
To hear my hopeless crisis.
I'll end it all with a heavy heart
And hope you'll understand
That my rhyme has not yet come
To scribe the Fairy Lands.