Forgive Me, My Friend

Forgive me, for I have sinned, forgotten my debt, For I betrayed you, closest friend, and your sweet longing trust, Your curse befell my painful soul , and thunder strike my lust, For they may kill and seek revenge, but not with hate, not yet. Shall my deeds, and my crimes, see your vengeance black, While craving to go back in time, To wipe my wretched track, I beg you, hear me and say , 'forgiven my friend,' And rest your hands on shoulders weak, and follow me abroad, More lies I spoke to fake the truth, more foolish acts of fraud, A cold and deadly stabbing foe, no friend forgets nor mend, But my friend, please forgive, call me friend, again, For heart had gone astray and mad, To leave you, friend, in pain. And gone far, the talks and dreams, resenting the fact, Your friendship worthy more than gold, in hours, in fearful night, From you I seek the friendship lost, unfold its grace and light, from you I wait the welcome sign, for eager heart to act, And my friend, my long friend, from the mate, I seek Again a trust to walk beside, To trust my soul, all week. ©Anees Rahman