Best Poem of Swathi Harish

My Best Friend
Crystal clear water on a full moon night,
Reminded her face with a smile so bright,
Strands of silk tucked down into curls,
Her hair so pretty, too good to be a girl's
And when she leaned towards the mirror
I saw my best friend's image appear


A bit mad, a bit stubborn
Even the devil in her . . .
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Hate Is The New Love
I hate him,
Too arrogant to show he cares,
The way his smile fades, when I approach him,
Too busy to wipe my tears,
Taking back the hands he had stretched, to hug me.

Sometimes I wish I were a mirror on his wall,
Or a path along which he walks,
Or a cute bird on a tree,
At least I could . . .
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