A Poem To A Lost Friend Comments

My memories lost upon the dark life sequences, the ever-changing chances of our infant essences
The kind laughter we used to share, dreams afar the faith that at the age of sixteen we use to dare
The pastures green within a friend lost, and all the times that flew like the unseen devout ghosts,
Were like truth that decayed within my flame perpetual, and burned our common thoughts bound conditional.
...
Read full text