Broken Friendship

**nisma** · 06-06-2007, 02:48 PM

BROKEN FRIENDSHIP
I see your smile
I know your mind
No words need be said
I understand.
Focused on each other
We listen and we care
Laughter ripples like water
Together, we are.
Others are here, yes,
And we value them, yes,
But a special bond remains,
A line between us two.
Each friendship is special
Each is unique
And so is ours
We know.
And then time begins to roll
and rear it’s ugly head
Change begins
Now a little less than before.
Slowly, surely,
Not knowing why
Faster, stronger, without care
Our world shifts and shimmers and splits.
Shattered shards cascade down
Spurred by angry, lashing words
Contorted faces, stone deaf ears
Outside the whirlwind,
We die inside.
The scars run deep
Jagged clefts in our souls
We have suceeded in hurting
And hurt ourselves.
So you move on
And I remain
We keep on living
Turn our faces apart.
Now I glance across
At you from outside
Shaded eyes dry with tears
New friends, new life.
Laughter, smiling (clenched teeth)
The flippant toss of the head
The enclosure surrounds you
I cannot come near.
From behind my glass window
I know more than those within
I see the hurt in your eyes
I know the pain in your smile
I have been there before - I love you
Why do you pretend?
I hate to see your pain
And I cry inside
Tears deep within my soul
I cannot help you anymore.
What we had once
We can never have again.
The scars run deep,
But I still care.
You were my friend.
wish that u'll llike it

**free_palestine** · 06-06-2007, 08:41 PM

thankx alot dear
its very wonderful words

best re

**nisma** · 07-06-2007, 02:29 AM

dear .. free palestine

glad to see u among my words

wish u always the best

**موت وميلاد** · 07-06-2007, 02:40 AM

thats was great
i really enjoyed reading those lovely qoutes
thanx for sharin dear ... waiting for more
keep it up
one time when at college i remember that we had an argument with our professor about love whether it's one type or that there maybe more than that like innocent love . anyway we were discussing a story where there is a young girl that loves their neighbour who was in the 60 and to be hones with u i still remember that i got so influnced by the story to such an extent that i was arguing with the professor passionately..but that old man died at last ..but b4 that he has sent her his guitar that she loved and can never forget those days when he was playing it when she was little .and now she is at college . so again ..what is love?
by the way, i still have that story and i read it again in my leisure time.

**nisma** · 07-06-2007, 03:04 AM

bro .. Melad & Maout

nice to see u here

to be honest, i wrot this poem ayear ago when i separated from my best friend

LOVE can summate all the beautiful feelings we've towards any************

it can be for family, friends, professors, people in general, etc

there's no specific definition for it since it contains all things

the story which u've mentioned reminded me of an inccident happened with me years ago

I admired a professor of mine a lot..He was older than me nearly 25 or even 30

but i like everything he did , and he do appreciate my love for him

this's what can be called an innocent love that has no aim...just love in Allah..and this kind can be to any person

anyway, thx a lot bro for passing by

really, i appreciate it

with my respect

06-06-2007, 02:48 PM	#1 (permalink)
nisma وطني نشيط تاريخ التسجيل: Jun 2007 المشاركات: 58	Broken Friendship BROKEN FRIENDSHIP I see your smile I know your mind No words need be said I understand. Focused on each other We listen and we care Laughter ripples like water Together, we are. Others are here, yes, And we value them, yes, But a special bond remains, A line between us two. Each friendship is special Each is unique And so is ours We know. And then time begins to roll and rear it’s ugly head Change begins Now a little less than before. Slowly, surely, Not knowing why Faster, stronger, without care Our world shifts and shimmers and splits. Shattered shards cascade down Spurred by angry, lashing words Contorted faces, stone deaf ears Outside the whirlwind, We die inside. The scars run deep Jagged clefts in our souls We have suceeded in hurting And hurt ourselves. So you move on And I remain We keep on living Turn our faces apart. Now I glance across At you from outside Shaded eyes dry with tears New friends, new life. Laughter, smiling (clenched teeth) The flippant toss of the head The enclosure surrounds you I cannot come near. From behind my glass window I know more than those within I see the hurt in your eyes I know the pain in your smile I have been there before - I love you Why do you pretend? I hate to see your pain And I cry inside Tears deep within my soul I cannot help you anymore. What we had once We can never have again. The scars run deep, But I still care. You were my friend. wish that u'll llike it __________________

06-06-2007, 08:41 PM	#2 (permalink)
free_palestine ღ°இ مـراقبـة عــامــة இ°ღ تاريخ التسجيل: May 2005 الدولة: بين دفات الذكريات العمر: 21 المشاركات: 20,201	thankx alot dear its very wonderful words best re __________________ في القدس يزدادُ الهلالُ تقوساً مثلَ الجنينْ حَدْباً على أشباهه فوقَ القبابِ تَطَوَّرَتْ ما بَيْنَهم عَبْرَ السنينَ عِلاقةُ الأَبِ بالبَنينْ في القدس يرتاحُ التناقضُ، والعجائبُ ليسَ ينكرُها العِبادُ، كأنها قِطَعُ القِمَاشِ يُقَلِّبُونَ قَدِيمها وَجَدِيدَها، والمعجزاتُ هناكَ تُلْمَسُ باليَدَيْنْ في القدس لو صافحتَ شيخاً أو لمستَ بنايةً لَوَجَدْتَ منقوشاً على كَفَّيكَ نَصَّ قصيدَةٍ يا بْنَ الكرامِ أو اثْنَتَيْنْ

07-06-2007, 02:29 AM	#3 (permalink)
nisma وطني نشيط تاريخ التسجيل: Jun 2007 المشاركات: 58	dear .. free palestine glad to see u among my words wish u always the best __________________

07-06-2007, 02:40 AM	#4 (permalink)
موت وميلاد وطني سوبر متميز تاريخ التسجيل: Apr 2006 الدولة: بلا عنوان العمر: 26 المشاركات: 824	thats was great i really enjoyed reading those lovely qoutes thanx for sharin dear ... waiting for more keep it up one time when at college i remember that we had an argument with our professor about love whether it's one type or that there maybe more than that like innocent love . anyway we were discussing a story where there is a young girl that loves their neighbour who was in the 60 and to be hones with u i still remember that i got so influnced by the story to such an extent that i was arguing with the professor passionately..but that old man died at last ..but b4 that he has sent her his guitar that she loved and can never forget those days when he was playing it when she was little .and now she is at college . so again ..what is love? by the way, i still have that story and i read it again in my leisure time. __________________ أنا لم ولن أكون لعبة لآمرأة تتحكم فيها الأهواء أنا من عرفني تصاب نفسه بالغرور والخيلاء ويكفيه فخراً انه عرفني لذلك يقف لي أنحناء

07-06-2007, 03:04 AM	#5 (permalink)
nisma وطني نشيط تاريخ التسجيل: Jun 2007 المشاركات: 58	bro .. Melad & Maout nice to see u here to be honest, i wrot this poem ayear ago when i separated from my best friend LOVE can summate all the beautiful feelings we've towards any************ it can be for family, friends, professors, people in general, etc there's no specific definition for it since it contains all things the story which u've mentioned reminded me of an inccident happened with me years ago I admired a professor of mine a lot..He was older than me nearly 25 or even 30 but i like everything he did , and he do appreciate my love for him this's what can be called an innocent love that has no aim...just love in Allah..and this kind can be to any person anyway, thx a lot bro for passing by really, i appreciate it with my respect __________________

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