Abdulla Bastaki Poet I do not know?

Her Friendship

I started to get cold
Images of her still haunt me
This is getting old
I got to learn to let it be
What I used to recollect has begun to get lost
Memories I regained started to escape me
Her friendship is what I dearly hold
Even if it has been forgotten by her easily
Forget it, mean to you she had been
But I don't care, her friendship is expensive and I'll pay it willingly

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Beata Agustin April 28, 2025 at 10:13 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.

Skat A January 23, 2016 at 10:48 PM ABDULLA, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Always with LUV **SKAT**