My Friends

It’s easy to console
When my word turns upside down
It’s nice to convince
When I am left with nothing but a frown
My pain is not a ground to theorize
My world shattered is not a thing to prioritize
My emotions are not to be seen through logic
My love lost… is not another gimmick
I need a shoulder that’s strong…
Absorbing shocks and whatever went wrong
I need more of silence and less of courage
I pick the scattered pieces of heart from foliage
Don’t get me wrong my friends
I know you are there till the world ends
If only I had the girl I loved…
I would offer you laughter and joy in grand

(To all my friends who are trying to make me smile....)