Friendship,do you know what that means?

The world that lost the meaning of friendship,
Living by and holding to selfishness
What happened friend?
What changed to make you treat me this way?

Yet looking at you. I try to not care.
Yet still my heart aches slowly…silently.

It hurts to know that you’re busy.
Busy holding to your pride,
Instead to our friendship…

Changing yourself, thinking to better,
But it will only take some time,
To realize how much you were wrong.
About your self, about everything around you.
And I swear to God who created you,
You will look into the mirror,
And realize how much you regret,
Every step you took to change your identity.

And at that point, it will be too late,
The real you have departed.
Ran away from you, and you are behind.
Sitting on your knees,

And so will I leave.
And so will others.



A friendship game

Today in school me and my best friend Roya played a game. One of us says a word and we write a poem about it and what we think of it. I went first, asking her for a word, her answer: Life and Love. So here you go,my poetry about life and love.

Life is all about love
The ones that love you
Make you special
That ones you love
Make them special

It is not who you are
That makes you special
But the people who love you
That make you special

So live this ice and love them all
So in the end of the day
You could close your eyes
And feel that one feeling
Of how special you are.
To those who love you.
To those who cherish
Everything about you.

It was her turn, so I started thinking, and realized one thing, about the group of friends we have. Not that I don’t like being in a group, I just find my self in a partner friendship. Where you talk to that one person, and that one person understands you. I am more of a person who takes friendship seriously. And in a group friendship, it is very rare to get that. So nowadays I felt very isolated, from the people in our group. It just made me feel that they were taking me far away from my friend. Even though it wasn’t their fault, and I love them, I just don’t feel that I am meant to group friendship.So I said: ” Friendship” And she honestly took her jolly good time writing!

I’ve got a friend
The person who is always with me
Through all the difficulties
And through all the hardships…
The one who always cares about me

And when I m not smiling
Or sitting silent in a corner which is rare
She comes to me and makes me feel
That there is somebody here who actually care.

I feel like flying when i see
My friend is the closest person to me
When I see she is laughing
Even if she laughs about me!
I like that because I made her happy…
I have a friend who is special
The one who makes me feel special
The one who is always next to me.

By Roya

There you go… I couldn’t believe she wrote that for me. For a moment I felt so happy, and then suddenly I ask:”Who is this about?” And she then she gives me the  ” of course you” look and says: ” You of course!” There you go, my friendship with someone solved in just a poem. I recommend you guys to try playing this little game with the people who are close to you. Because poetry talks to you. In a different way, a way that touches your soul and makes me feel special.