My Pal In Pain

My Pal In Pain short poem

Uploaded by Fuzaila Khan

My pal in pain
I know what you’re going through,
but never forget my mate
the chief difference between
distance and separation.
There, you cry at your home
and here, I feel downhearted in mine.
Feeling an awkward distance in the air
which once was filled with
laughter and joy.
But never my dear Myra, you feel separated
as here, you reside
deep down in my heart.
I can feel the misery
in thine essence
but there comes the truth,
and now you have t become
your own savior.
In contempt of all this,
never forget my veracious friend
whenever you fall
there I would be, to pick you up
and clung you into my arms.

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