My Best Friend

My Best Friend short poem

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The sun embraced me with his long hands
he tenderly touched my face with his soft fingers.
it was so special for me to open my eyes,
I looked out through my window
there on the floor, my friend was waiting for me.
we are best of friends in this life and beyond.
on a windy evening,
when the earth was shaken with the roar of thunder.
and drenched with the flow of water,
I heard a feeble cry from somewhere near by.
it was a small puppy, completely wet in the rain.
may be a street dog,
crying for its mother
may be an orphan crying for food.
I held him in my arms
he looked on my face with gratitude.
he licked my fingers and my arms.
that was a precious moment for both.
now I am his guardian,
and he’s my guide and watchman.
we are together both in happiness and sorrow,
in adventure and in danger.
when I am asleep, he guards me as a guardian angel.
it’s my wish to be together until our last breath.

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ammu sachariah

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I was working as the head teacher of a high school for many years.I have written many poems in English, Urdu and Malayalam. But i never had the confidence to bring it to the public .Better to say, i never tried for it due to lack of confidence.Now i got a platform to bring myself forward.Thanks to the editorial board of high on poems.I enjoy reading and writing.
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Laya Sarath
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Awww lovely….roooomaaaaaaaaaaaaantci

Savi Mani
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wow what a lovely heart warming poem, loved every bit of it and felt every bit of it, when one gets back stabbed in todays phoney world, not able to trust another human being in any relation, the best friend steps in and we realize atleast he would remain faithful till his last breath………lovely poem dear Ammu

ramakrishnan chatakondu
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Love is love…….doesn’t matter from whom we get it……..

………by the way who is the angel here ?
…………………..not much surprising ……..one angel in the company of another angel ……….

Geetha Paniker
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A dog is the most faithful companion.

Preeti
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Reminded me of my wonderful Rocky (a big labrador now!) …Made me nostalgic!

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