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POEM: MY FRIENDS ARE MY ESTATES



My friends are my estates even in my lonely states
They are my advisers when I’m confused and desperate
And are always beside me even in my moody days

To me they are veritable values that can never be measured
So much pleasure I derive from them that I will always Treasure
They are my comfort and discomfort
Giving all to me in equal proportion


Likened to precious stones is their friendship to me
Can’t joke with them cuz they mean the world to me
Always looking up to the sky and Say God I thank You
For giving me the kind of friends in whose hearts I can seek refuge

We argue we fight and we quarrel a lot but we are always together
So obviously because we have fought so many battles together
Despite all odds, separation and distances, we are always getting closer
And often times I can’t stop but wonder what has kept our love stronger

They are mine; I am theirs, this is a bond shared among us forever
Because that undying spirit of true friendship is always keeping us together
Hey, don’t try, don’t even dare, cuz nothing can separate and put us asunder
This bond that we share is too special that it will only get you wondering why
But don’t because you might never understand.

Dedicated to all my friends out there...Love you guys much..


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