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I Have a True Friend

I have a friend, I have such a true friend
The kind for whom the wait seemed very long
One whom I can rely on to defend
Me everywhere and always, all along

The track of suddenly purposeful life
Stretching ahead as far as I can see
Undaunted by what loud surrounding strife
Or inner interference there may be

Like Joan of Arc, brave Dunois partnered by
Whom battle in guarded her fragile back
I have beside me something mighty I
Of which until this moment mourned the lack

The energy which such a friendship bring
Can make our whole world to get up and sing

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Ana Daksina View All →

A poet is the strangest sort of soul
You in this life may e'er expect to meet
More broken even while more truly whole,
Innocently intending well, more sweet

Than any but a five year old should be
Unfit to meet a callused world's demand
Or to behave aught expediently
All grace in flight; an albatross on land

Do not the all too common error make
Do not fall into the too easy trap
Avoid the fatal egoic mistake
Imagining that poet be a sap

Powerful spirits classic and antique
Give voice when poets ope their mouths to speak

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