Your True Friend - Poem by sachin Chaudhary
Poem: Your True Friend
I don't know new things.
I only know few things.
Which could be new for you.
A bunch of key, new for you.
I catched them for you.
I snatched them for you.
From the treasure of the time.
For you, I committed this crime.
Some may be old for you.
Some may be gold for you.
Things, You ought to know.
Some are there not to know.
Your eyes are blinking.
You might be thinking.
Who am I? Talking to you, why?
Don't afraid of me, Don't feel shy?
Come near oh! Dear come.
I'll tell you, who I am.
The oldest book in your new shelf.
I am always there for you to help.
I am the story of an old man.
Which your grandpa told you often.
Friendly advice of big brother.
I am your father, your teacher.
Come, come and hold my hand.
I am ' experience ' your true friend.
Topic(s) of this poem: experience
Form: Free Verse
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