A flower

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Friendship is a flower that blossoms                                                                                                                           

To either flourish with you or wither away with you                                                                                           

That always seem to never last forever.                                                                                                                       

For as time is limited, yet not an eternity.



Many are made but a few only flourishes to face the tests of time .                                                            

With unity and memories comes with pain and calamities.                                                                               

Yet the strongest will only survive through it.                                                                                                        

With give and take, there's selfishness in the mix.  



With understanding and acceptance comes with misunderstandings, rumours and conflicts           

That either you get through stronger or break relations/ friendships apart. 

Friendship fills a void many will feel in tough times

With a companion for us to face time with,


Yet not all are genuine and balanced

As there lies with it corruption and two-facedness.

Within the two itself strikes doubts and suspicion

Among the genuity and truthfulness of those amongst us.


On the other hand provides a comfort within for ourselves,

A backbone to rely on,

A strong alliance behind you to support through ups and lows,

A person or people to be your strength for everyday.


It either fulfils a purpose for you and them,

Or collide and clash like water and oil,

Either brings joy and happiness,

Or brings pain and suffering.


It either unites and brings other together,

Or break and strain bonds created to cease to last,

Either grow and bloom as one,

Or split and fractured.



It's too vague to be summed up

With differing meanings for everyone.

Yet means so much and yet indescribable in one word

Yet so united and abstract.



side note: I hope you enjoyed writing this from me. I've tried my best to do this as well as I could. I appreciate the feedback and take it in to improve my work and also thank you for reading this. It means a lot to me.



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