Tuesday, 13 May 2014

FRIENDS

courtesy : google image
I have a friend
Dwelling inside me
She is sweet
Yet knows
When to be harsh
And hard
I don’t listen to her at all
When she is like that
I almost hate her then
I hear her chuckle
When salt clogs my throat
She is so unkind
Though in the stretched summer days
Or long dark winter nights
She speaks in fragrance
She is a friend in need
I am a shadow of her

Posted for Gabriella’s prompt Friends @ Poetry Jam
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20 comments:

  1. Vandana Sharma13 May 2014 at 21:23

    Wow! great take n the theme. Both our enemies and friends reside within us, we need to see what dominates us.

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  2. Anonymous13 May 2014 at 22:24

    Wonderful wordings about the friends!

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  3. Brian Miller14 May 2014 at 03:40

    there are def times that people///even friends are not a whole lot of fun to be around...and then in the right situation they are the best friend you can have...

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  4. Mary14 May 2014 at 04:22

    I think we all have 'shadow selves' inside. Sometimes they give us good advice (as our conscience), and sometimes we are wiser to ignore what they tell us..when they urge us to make trouble. (smiles). Thoughtful words.

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  5. Glenn Buttkus14 May 2014 at 07:50

    Those inner companions are our spice in life, emotion vs. intellect, right brain vs. left brain entities (that I visualize as monkeys on my shoulder). What a creative response to the prompt; thanks.

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  6. Wolfsrosebud14 May 2014 at 10:07

    you expressed the internal struggle we all deal with

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  7. alan170414 May 2014 at 10:46

    This is makes you just stop and look and cries out for attention. Well done.

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  8. Laurie Kolp14 May 2014 at 11:27

    aww... sweet

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  9. Anonymous14 May 2014 at 11:48

    Your words reminded me that we are our true friends.. there is light and dark both in us and that is what makes us one. Well-thought.
    -HA

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  10. Gabriella14 May 2014 at 13:51

    I like that you see the little voice(s) inside as your friends, Sumana. Even if they can be annoying at times.

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  11. Kathryn Dyche14 May 2014 at 18:10

    Oooh that ending. The speaking in fragrance and being a shadow of her. Love that.

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  12. Peggy14 May 2014 at 18:46

    Lovely images here. I especially like the photo too.

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  13. Helen14 May 2014 at 19:57

    ... I had the feeling you were writing about you ... being your own friend. A good thing.

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  14. Sherry Blue Sky14 May 2014 at 20:10

    This is thought-provoking. I think we all have our ideal selves inside, and our real selves and our less than best selves - they all make appearances. Your poem really made me think about this. Great work.

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  15. kaykuala14 May 2014 at 21:11

    Not easy to duplicate the kindness and sincerity extended by good friends other than to try to return the same and do better for them Great write Sumana1

    Hank

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  16. rallentanda15 May 2014 at 06:45

    Being a friend to oneself is not always easy.

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  17. Arathi Harihar16 May 2014 at 10:17

    very nice Sumana..:)

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  18. Carrie Van Horn16 May 2014 at 15:12

    A truth unveiled that we all see within...this is lovely Sumana!

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  19. artbyrae19 May 2014 at 15:35

    very nice to read and think

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  20. Intelliblog21 May 2014 at 22:04

    As we are our own worse enemies, we are our own best friends too. Very nice!

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