Friends

When the sun sets, the candle turns dark,
I die to hear a faithful dog bark,
Image in the mirror acts like a foe,
From the market of peace I wish I could buy a dove,
But everytime I greet some known,
Amongst crowds I find myself alone,

Truth, bites my ego till end,
When my shadow cries out for a friend!
A hand on the shoulder reacts like a dose,
Someone who feels pain, my garden of love needs a rose,

Like a minute-hand in the clock, requires a second to
go, Soul asks for a pure feeling with heart to glow,
But the power that strengthens each flow of verse,
I imagine myself lying lonely, forever on a hearse,
Fear, sadness are kept aside for vend,
When my life deadly cries out, for a friend!

Frienship

"Friendship is a pretty full-time occupation if you really are friendly with somebody. You canít have too many friends because then youíre just not really friends."

"No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever."
- Francois Mocuriac - Sent in by spiff

"Give others freedom to be themselves. Appreciate the differences between their ways an yours."
- (sent by Jennifer Chen)

"Friends are the Bacon Bits in the Salad Bowl of Life."