I And Me, Best Friends Forever

I And Me, Best Friends Forever short poem

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When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
when road you are troughing seems all uphill,
feeling all alone, the destined is also far seeming,
then O my friend, find a companion in your own inner being.

Waiting for love and support from someone,
is a dream that seldom comes true,
people blessed with the softness of heart,
in the hard world of today are very few.

Learn to listen to your own self,
to know what you want and desire,
discover the person hidden deep inside you,
and find a friend to love and admire.

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Savi Mani

The image of the poem attracted me first and i could immediately imagine what your wonderful poem is all about, oh what a beautiful short poem, yes once a while we need to take the journey inside, forgetting the outside world and just be with ourselves analyze ourselves and then amazing to know there is this best friend inside us, a friend which never lies to us, a friend who is a mirror, love yourself love this friend which admires you as much as you admire it…….lovely poem……the poem is short but the meaning remains in the mind for long………congrats


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