Friend Maybe?

Friend Maybe? prose poem

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As I ponder upon the color in my life a friend brought,
I fall into a boulevard of meanings which is difficult to sort,
Which compounds a lot of emotions together making a heavy stout,
The satisfying talks that I had to serve my self-doubt,
Sure was he there to bolster my process of sprout,
Where I had a craving to know more,
He transcended the craving to soar,
To soar higher than underestimation,
To bring a peaceful coagulation,
Of impeding thoughts to achieve more telling,
It’s the friend who stood as an invisible Pillar,
To act as an imperative filler,
To cut out negativity in self-fight,
And if you wonder,
I wrote this poem for you tonight!

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