Life's Separate Ways Poem by George Krokos

Ah, dear old friend you see now the outcome!
It seems a burden our friendship had become.
Those unforeseen circumstances were to blame
and had so changed all the nature of our game.

The memorable times we both spent together
were a joy to the heart in spite of the weather;
we laughed, sang and even drank some wine
to all appearances everything was going fine.

But then, in just a few moments, now it seems
our relationship turned sour as in bad dreams;
what should've been only a momentary pause
developed into a rift of an unfathomable cause.

Some dormant impressions were re-awakened
of a past life once lived but unfairly straitened;
in those idyllic years towards the prime of life
when most people are set on a husband or wife.

We came across a fork on the road we travelled
that branched in different ways to be unravelled.
The longer we each walked on our separate path
increased the distance between us and aftermath.

A friendship that's mainly based on give and take
could not forever last; as it is found to be a fake.
It needs to be established on a solid foundation
regardless of what's to each other's expectation.

There are times when we should forgive and forget
each other's shortcomings based on mutual respect
and when a person is awakened to a higher calling
doing otherwise is to that person's destiny stalling.
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