Petals from the Cold
Submitted By: Ishan Sharma
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Now I am in heaven, writing this poem, To give a tribute to the powerful one. To remove the misconceptions told, He is the one... not misery’s hold. Once someone from somewhere asked me then, “Who is your friend?” I smiled again. I went back in time to talk for a while, To remember his warmth and his silent smile. He sat and would hear me speak all time, With him my life felt like a rhyme. Late night walks with him I used to love, Without his touch, I still felt chosen above. One night cold, I hugged him tight, Tears turned to petals, fading from sight. O dear... it’s my only friend....Death.
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