My Best Friend

(Written at age 15.)

True friendship personified, that’s what Jessica is for me,
The best friend I could ever have hoped to get.
And we clicked instantly, and knew it was meant to be,
The very first time we met.

Four years back that was, and now much time has passed.
And we stuck, through happy and sad, through thick and thin.
Each other we have comforted, each other we have glassed,
Seen under each other’s skin.

What Jessica is to me, I doubt anyone else can be.
For I know that she does bother, and I know she does care.
And I know that whenever I need a friend to see,
She will be there.

I Need Someone

(Written at age 12-13.)

I need someone......
To comfort me in my times of pain.
To make me humane, when I turn vain.
To kiss me on my forehead when I’m depressed.
To ease me out when I’m stressed.

I need someone......
To hug me tight when I’m crying.
To keep me motivated when I’m trying.
To teach me the ways of life.
To teach me that to achieve something you have to work hard and strive.

I need someone......
Who’ll always be by my side.
To teach me to walk and not stride.
Whose smile will take away the nervousness in me.
Whose heart shall always ask God to bless me.

I need someone......
Whose touch will take me from the earth to the sky.
To make me laugh when I cry.
On whom I know I can depend.
To swerve me round the bend.

I need someone......
To tell me what’s right and what’s wrong.
To take away my weaknesses and make me strong.
To tell me where to go.
Whom I’ll be proud to know.

I need someone......
To wipe my eyes when my vision is blurred.
Who’ll love me more than anything in the world.

When I meet this person whom is so badly desire,
Nature, people, everything I will begin to admire;
For people say you see the world the way you are -
Happy people find everything nice, unhappy ones find everything sour.

As I would have met this ‘someone’ for whom I feel the need,
I will then belong to the happy people’s breed.

Sorry

(Written at age 12-13.)

Dear friend, I have hurt myself,
In hurting your emotions.
I have disrespected myself,
In disrespecting your notions.
I have dishonoured myself,
In dishonouring your point of view.
I have insulted myself,
In insulting what you think is true.

For by doing so, I have lost you.
I have thrashed my own dwelling,
And left myself unsheltered
From the sun and the moon's lighting.

Dear friend, in losing you I have
Lost the enjoyment of the warmth of the day,
Which now burns into my skin.
In losing you I have
Lost the enjoyment of the cool of the night,
Which now chills me into my within.

Dear friend, I am as sorry as can be.
So, dear friend, please forgive me.
For if you do,
My happiness, my life will return too.