My Friendship

because I wanted to be one among them there was no chance I could have been  different from the rest while I spoke less  they had so much to talk my struggle of scrounging for spaces to speak though gifted me with  art of an epigram  but somehow, I remorse over how it took me away  from the empathetic myself . This poem has been inspired by APM Nation's Prompt '' WRITE AN ELEGY TO A PART OF YOU THAT YOU LOST SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY ''

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 54 ; the fifty-fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . It was the first downpour of the season, vanquishing the summer heat. Jia, with her earnest brown eyes, was watching outside through a window glass. She was mesmerized to spot a peacock dancing beautifully on the terrace of a distant building. She saw a crowd standing outside under the cafe roof, waiting for the rain to stop and so that they could continue to walk toward their respective destinations. Jia was a sensitive child and mature beyond an eight year old. There were two kinds of people she found standing under the roof. Some of them were silent and calm enjoying the pleasant rains, like her. Whereas, others were despite being strangers were friendly enough to start a conversation for a while. Jia could see them smiling, exchanging numbers. Maybe they ...

I wonder at the rapid flip of priorities As if time has turned into playing cards Waiting for exact opportunity to take over  All that you've desired, oblivious of regards How naturally you tend to forget them  Once meant a world to you when you're three No candy,chocolate or toys had fill their absence You'd cried so hard; with them life was carefree You grow up a little more in age and insight Wise enough to think and reason your own Filled with teenage and bubble lived pride You explore your world in friends and clown  You set up your own world of smiles and tears  So secret and personal with feel of insecurity When you find your trust and love crushed Rage, madness and ignorance supersede generosity Setting apart those brim of emotions and heartbreak you stand up and high with all your will once again Fight with yourself and your fears like insane  You keep yourself occupied, pretend you aren't in pain A lo...