My Friends Poem by Gajanan Mishra

My friends I know
You are upright
Benevolent to all
And well behaved
Nonsense talks
Are not with you
You never envy
Anyone, my dear.

You know better
How to talk
You are always
Truthful and pure
It is i who is
Troubling you
Always here in
This material world.

I am the fault
I am the pride
I am the false prestige
I am the reservor of all ills
My friends be careful to this I
I am within all
It is better if you use me
According to appropriate call.