the grey sky looming above,
rain drops still dripping down
from the pregnant clouds above,
we set out on our journey once again;
around and around we go
in slow circles, moving
to the beat of the thunder
and rain that surrounds us;
as the droplets hit the ground,
shattered realizations lay scattered
reminding me nothing is same
as it seems to be;
as another memory turns to dust
i cut the lifeline that attaches me to the past
and i shove it back into the depths
where nothing will ever bring it back alive;
the rain does nothing to stop our journey,
never forgetting, who we are
we walk these streets of madness,
knowing that,without each-other…..
we are simply incomplete.
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this has multiple meanings, but one central theme.
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Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. – Anaïs Nin
It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship. – Henry Ward Beecher
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends – Martin Luther King, jr.
In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer
The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend. ~Henry David Thoreau
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your peoms are well writin to be read thank you for a lovely poem to read knowing that are loved ones are still to be……
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Who wrote this poem?? Someone please tell me.
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Relay touching to The heart, Very nice
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i love that poem
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it is really great
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wow taht was really nice
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Enjoyed it. Nice one
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LOVE THIS POEM ALOT
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Can you tell me the name of the poem or show me the complete poem in which these lines are contained; “the moving finger having writ, moves on and not a word or wit can change a line of it”
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Hi Praveen,
Nice one on Friendship da…
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I also like to make poems and read lots of books that is related to Poetry.~:-
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very nice…. poem
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very nice…. i appreciate ur cretivity..who is d poet
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Thanks Muna.
Incomplete is written by me – Praveen
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That was absolutley amazing. I find that some of your poems seem to be centered on lessons that we learn along the pathway of our lives. Quite amazing poem!
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awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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makes me smile ^^
love it =)
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Hi I was wandering, would it be okay if I used your poem as lyrics to a song? It’s a lovely poem, but I thought I better check first (:
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Please go ahead, but kindly credit the source including the website url.
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your peoms are well writin to be read thank you for a lovely poem to read knowing that are loved ones are still to be
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your peoms are well writin to be read thank you for a lovely poem to read knowing that are loved ones are still to be
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your peoms are well writin to be read thank you for a lovely poem to read knowing that are loved ones are still to be
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who ever we are there’s this missing piece that we’re always waiting for to be completed and to feel safe cus you’re not by yourself anymore; someone to rely on and to believe in without thinking at all
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u write really well
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hello praveen what made you write this wondeful poem i just love this
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Thats funny that you would say that praveen cause i hear that this poem is about to be put in the a book by congress and it was my girlfriend that wrote it
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I am afraid i am the original author of this poem and not your girlfriend.
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I love this poem it shows a true definition of friendship. . .
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