My Dear Friend Poem by Indira Renganathan
My Dear Friend
In this email era my dear friend
Why this hand written letter
Sorry to say my dear friend
I couldn't read it clearly
As I found a brook my dear friend
Oozing beneath the first few lines
I suppose, your tears, my dear friend
Of what sorrow you wrote, I couldn't make out
As the brook grew oh my dear friend
To a river then to a huge ocean of brine
I was unbearably soured my dear friend
So to trash your wet letter helplessly
That was too much my dear friend
Sending a too dolorous letter..
Come happily in person my dear friend
I shall help making out your tragedy-script
A rare letter to be found. A perfect poem on hand written letter.
Ma'am this is really beautiful. Hands of somebody in such tragic moments not just helps to pass through but as a good support always stands by side giving hope and assurance that im not alone. Ma'am just touched my heart. Into my favourite.
A straightforward and thoughtful write. A well expressed and wonderful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/27/2024 4:06:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This a stunning poem with wonderful imagery and great message, rated 5*