Just yesterday, I made a blog,
Though not to reminisce.
Somewhere amid the fire and fog,
There is that friend I miss.
I'll write great things, I guarantee;
Things you just can't dismiss.
But something within is stopping me.
Is it that friend I miss?
No! I'll write no matter what
Be it on that or this!
The only thing I care but not
Has been that friend I miss.
Romeo, Claudio, Antonio,
Facebook, smartphones, selfies.
Tell me to write on all but no!
Not on that friend I miss.
I can't. I'm just an anxious mess
Who fell in virtual abyss.
I lied to you - let me confess
I miss that friend I miss.
YOU ARE READING
Demented Poems
PoetryA collection of poems written at random hours, in random places, on random themes. Some rhyme, some don't. Some click, some don't. But then, they are poems. You can't hate them. Can you? :')
