I Met My Friend Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

I Met My Friend



I met my bosom crony in my dream,
Oh friend! he sprang,
I felt jealous of him,
As he was enjoying eternal peace and bliss,
While I had pain and anguish.
Five years ago he had left me,
It was no little time,
Since then every moment he has been winning
And I have been losing.

Saturday, January 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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