A friend

If you are my friend
a rose bud unfolding
the keepsake of love
between petals umpteen
If you are my friend
Do I’ve to tell
what seeketh my mind
in the wee hours of night
to converge a day upcoming !
And do I have to tell
the real cause of my worry
a disdain for treachery
haunting ,in a world
too cruel for me

Do I’ve to show
my anguish engulfed
in foibles hidden ,
those thorns of roses
as masquerade only-
If you are my friend
would you rather be by my side
than settle for a seasonal glory,
the keepsake of love
between petals umpteen
between day and night
the wee hours converging
in a day,
a day of reckoning…

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