Dependable companion at every turn
Obedient but only when convenient
Gentle soul and always lovable
Why am I always ‘just a friend’?
This is the question that bothers me most.
I know I am liked, as I’m there when I am needed,
But when all is ok, it’s as if I’m a ghost.
Here I am; your mate, your pal, your chum,
I will listen to your worries and give out sound advice.
A shoulder to cry on, when you’re feeling down,
Being the good ol’ BFF comes at a hefty price.
I’ll pick up the pieces as you spilt from your latest beau,
And I’ll cheer you up with a night out on the town.
I’ll take your mind off things and be there as your pal,
Yet I’m forever seen as just a loveable clown.
However, I crave stability, just like any other soul,
Dependable, funny and confident, yet fragile best describes me.
Even though I’m always ‘just a friend’, I long and deserved to be loved too,
A loser in love, a lonely shadow of who I want to be.
dove's coo
sun rises
whip-poor-wills at night
during spring, summer, and fall
if only all life was that dependable
Power to the Plough.
She sits there all used up, a shadow of her past self. The remains of her bodywork, only survive.
Rusting, and decaying into an iron oxide heap. No more use, the old gal is turning into a junk yard art scape.
Mice make homes in her alcoves, spiders spin webs amongst her corroded remains.
The red Fergie has passed her sell by date, a relic from the past.
She had a full and busy life on the farm, powering the plough to turn the earth.
Sowing, planting and rolling the fields.
Reaping the rewards of the harvest, towing trailers of corn, grass, and hay bales in the summer sun. The farmers friend, rugged and dependable, out in all weathers.
After all that she is just a farm vehicle, a tool of the trade. Her days of powering the plough are over now.
INDEPENDENT DEPENDABLE
Independent dependable nation
Got her independent 50s years back
She is independent dependable nation
Average of her products are made in China
It was once said by her son
During oil boom that
the problem of this nation isn't
But how to spend it
Independent nation full of beggars
Independent dependable with numbers of graduate
Dependable nation are citizens are starving
Independent nation seems a land of unease
Where a few have too much
And many none at all
Dependable nation trains graduates not innovators
Talent are not appreciated in dependable nation
Negative utilization of talent is highly welcome
Dependable nation! Dependable nation! Dependable nation!
Wake-up from thy old sleep
You are old enough to have
Thy independent grand children
©® 25/9/17 . Abdul-Wakeel Abdur-Rasheed Junaid
Confused I am dear friend
For to the dreamland I went
And I saw as I went
A father I saw summon his
three children.
Grumbling came in the three children
"I have an assignment for you"
so He said
Whispering, the assignment He
gave and left.
O dear friend!shocked was I
His first child was independable
"I'm too old to be ordered around"
so he said
Neglecting the assignment, he left.
O dear friend!baffled was I
when I saw His second child giving excuses
"parties I've got to attend"
so she said
Neglecting the assignment, she left.
O dear friend, surprised was I
when the third child gave an excuse
"Father will understand, I'm too young"
So she said
Neglecting the assignment, she left.
Confused, I asked why?
Why the father couldn't get a child
Not even one to do his will
So tell me, dear friend
Haven't we neglected God"s call?
True
Rest
Under even
Satan's
Territory
believe,
deep inside,
brain fails you,
but not your heart,
abide
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