True Friend Poem

I am a lonely person and writing poems is one way of relieving the pains inside me. And outside this loneliness are friends who stays, comforts, understands and saves. Yes, all of us have precious friends in our lives. Either friends for life or friends for just a short period of time. The ones who remains are the ones who we consider our true friends.

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A Friendship Left Not Forbidden

© more by Shermain Joy Lipao

Published: April 2009

When you're lost in the eternity of sorrow
And despair flows in every vessel within you
There's always a comrade, like a hero
Who lightens and settles your life to glow.

When you're carrying an aching burden
And the purpose of your life's left hidden
There's always an angel from the heavens
Who breaks the rules which are forbidden
And saves you from the tomb of desperation.

A comrade, a hero, an angel...
Whatever you call him, he's a friend
Who listens, who comforts, who understands
And who's worthy to be one of a kind.

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