Occult Reacher Poet Free verse

Friends To Foes

We were like the snails in the shells
We promised to go together to hell,
We believed each other as Angel does to devil,
It's my fate to hate it, things we did 
I admit I regret it....

From eating each other's food
To solving each other's feuds,
We grew getting beaten together,
No, I can't believe you left me for someone better,
In case you remember me, wait forget it
I admit I regret it..

I have new friends now hope you too
I'm sure they won't turn into foes like you,
I'm much happier than earlier I did,
I admit I regret it.....??
        
                                                         ~  Occult Reacher

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Beata Agustin September 20, 2024 at 11:35 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Occult Reacher September 22, 2020 at 5:53 AM my love, will remain same you are like a bug in lions mane i dont care if you stay in there dare not be troublesome else bare.....