Shall I fear for days to pass, of friendship’s blues?
Though nothing stays the same, hardly we fought
Or; ephemeral will change its meaning; ample thought
Unless for fate to be behaving in idleness or let loose
Imagine a song without a melody; or a note
Imagine a tree; not even a single leaf in its vine, clings
Or a nightingale lost its grace, stillness brings
Withered not, faltered not, days I sought
With thy things and words to stay believing
In my belief melody matters, ere things left untold
No things run dry or feelings unfold
Groom as if it’s you, and keep it striving
I shall neither fear nor forget some mirthless stories
I shall keep the meaning, the laughs and few memories
Sonnet Iii
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