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MORE FRIENDS, MORE AGONIES, MORE FRUSTRATIONS.

Posted by Ugonna Ojombo Ezeomedo on 12/14/2005 5:43:23 AM |

Written by: Ugonna Ojombo Ezeomedo


At certain life crossroads
People meet and assume friendships
In exposition are their life’s rooms for others
Mild but dangerous is such exposition


Experience is a teacher; the best
More in friendship, more in agony
Frustrations become thy lot


Many feign friendship
Beware of the pretending lovers
Few lovers are real
But only one best rarely remains


Pretending lovers may continue their pretense
Assuming their utopian ideology
More friends, more happiness, more fulfillments
In their conscience lies the naked truth
Transitory is their happiness and fulfillments
Which later pave way for the agonies and frustrations


Much fear I have in the midst of friends
Much relaxed with my enemies
Enemies shoot from afar
I know how to overcome them
But friends bomb from within
Shattering the foundation of the heart
Friendship is really a burden
Imposed on selves by presuming lovers
Sharing they think, makes life better, easier and lighter
But more loads come from friendship
Than ones they pretend to share


To plan one’s downfall, meet his friend
He knows his inside-outs
He knows his Achilles’ heel


Behold a friend laughing like a good man
Within his heart is the reverse
His laughter is coated with malice
Thou hast become his striking target
What an unpardonable offence hast thou committed?


For this my trust has left mankind
They are but wolves to fellows



Remember, thou canst impress all at once
Thou canst befriend all at once
Thinking as such is living in an acute illusion
Planning soon to shatter thy life’s foundation


I have an idea of good friends
Never they deal with boundaries
Simply because they recognize them not
Interwoven are their lives
Encroaching one another’s privacy
With neither excuse nor apology
Still keeping their innermost secrets
In pain and in happiness
But where can such friend be found?


Better one trusted friend than many
If at all even one can be found
Too many cooks spoil the broth
The more thou possess friends
The more thou art possessed
The more weakened thy will power
Let Brutus and Caesar remind thee