That friend of Me

I had this silent but

A friend so close to me.

We never talked too much,

Yet he knew all of my history.

We lived together always,

But for the world,

Our friendship was such a mystery.

Once, in a world growing faster

than the cosmos,

I left that friend back alone,

In the greed to win a success spree.

And today, when I sit alone here,

I miss that friend,

He was like a twince of me.

Our mind, soul and heart were all alike.

I need that friend so much now,

When the world seems

not good enough to be seen.

Do you know him?

Who was he?

A friend so kind,

Like none had been.

I, myself,

Was that best friend of me.

Copyrights by Mandovi Jadoun.