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Minion Asylum

Poetry By: wikhaiinn
Young adult

about friendship

Submitted:Jun 21, 2008    Reads: 180    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


Around your neck,
Tied is a rope
Of genuine beauty;
Beneath your nose
Is a crown of charm,
Gifted to you
For somehow not a good news
Don't be known much of it,
Don't even stare at it
For a door is not enough
To tell
If a house is a home
But for the people who lives in it
It doesn't matter if the curtains
Are open or not
What matters most
Is the warmth of their hearts
No, you don't need to enter my house
For you're already in it,
Coz now, it's our home
And every time you
Walk out that door
Expect me not
To lose a home
Without you,
I shall come
With you
Yes me,
I will walk with you…
Maybe not actually,
But truly,
Oh not sincerely
But honestly,
And simple;
Yet unique indeed,
The strength of me and you…


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