My Poem
Life is an adventure…
where a thousand friends you meet
And each friend gestures
Paths that you can tread
Alas! My friend, think and act
Coz false friends are plenty
Who tries to extract…
Your innocence and sensibility
But, I, my friend, am,
One in a thousand
Who will alwayz lend
A supportive & helping hand
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Nice poem!
Nice short poem. The line about false friends stuck with me.
Quiet piece. The false-friends line stayed with me longer than I expected.
Quiet poem. The false friends line lingered after I closed the tab.
False friends are plenty is a line that sticks. Nice little poem.
Clean rhythm. Thanks for sharing something personal.