My
Friend
You didn't ask me
when you need help
You fought against the
problem
self
Why?
I used to think
I can't be your friend
You don't want to make
me friend
But I was wrong.
In real, you are great
You didn't want to make
me sad
you didn't want to make
me mad
But, I want to say you
that.
Here is someone
Who thinks about you
that nobody thinks
here is someone
who feels your pain
that nobody feels.
And
Open your door
when you feel alone
open your heart
when you feel sad
but don't open your hand
when you need friend
because I am with you.
I was with you
when I was small
I am with you
when we are teenagers
and I will with you
after our death.
(Poem Written By: Paawan
Prashad Bhatt)
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