Thursday, November 19, 2020
Miracle Of Friendship
You know something that I don't know,
I know something that you don't know,
You feel something that I don't feel,
I feel something that you don't feel,
You think something that I don't think,
I think something that you don't think,
But when we became good friends,
We both understand what our friend intends,
We both avoid debating our differences,
We both exploit the common romances,
You never met me and I never met you,
You never upset me and I never upset you.
Continents, languages, religions and skin colors,
Different but we both have common odors,
The rose of friendship springs everywhere,
My friend is always here and I am always there.
We sprung like buds we shall die like flowers,
Skies may be illusions, but there are towers
We shall be there feeling and thinking together,
In a common dawn and dusk, in a common weather.
Topic(s) of this poem: miracle