Nice…… Quite nice
(I wrote this poem to commemorate and immortalize that first ever phone conversation with a very special friend who lives in far away foreign land yet I feel she is so close to me).
That voice over the phone
Was like any familiar tone
If not for the sweet bubbly hue
That sprang out of the blue
I was speechless
And motionless
The feeling I can’t apprise
By such a pleasant surprise
Oh, you came down like rain
That’s sprinkled on the plain
To give life and lush
To a green turned flush
That voice over the phone
Came out with undertone
Suggesting from my stupor
One I had always longed for
I was speechless
And motionless
You caught me tongue-tied
Right from where I hide
Oh, you came down like rain
That’s sprinkled on the plain
To give life and lush
To a green turned flush
That…
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Thank you for reblogging this one. This poem was very special to me. I never thought one unknown force could put our friendship asunder. I long for her. I miss her so much. She was one of the nicest persons I’ve ever known. I hope to meet her someday.
I pray you do