Grey Friends... Poetry

GREY FRIENDS

Parkwat Walkyes (Parky)


Grey friends....
Neither real nor fake.
They don't hate you
But you're not sure they love you...
Grey friends....
You're rain when they want you.
They are a mist when you need them.
They are constant like the changing seasons.
Grey friends...
They pray for you not to fall.
But will never stand by you.
They hate to see you disobey gravity.
Grey friends..
They share their pencil no doubt..
But they are crayons that give no colour.
They are the warmth in summer.
They are warmth that never makes it to winter.
They soon fall off like autumn leaves.
Grey friends...
They can give you rose.
But they'll rather buy you a vase.
They'll will fill you with words ,but never their thoughts...
When you need their voice,their silence is golden.
When you need their time, it competes with money.
Grey friends.
They don't hurt you.
But they will not stitch you either..
They can't afford a shared laughter.
they rather  give out free tears.
Grey friends...
If your rainbow shines,they are colour blind.
If you both win ,then is a loss.
If you both lose ,then is a win-win.
Grey friends...
How many of us?
Its not me,its not you .
Then who, grey friend?


Parkwat Walkyes