Best Friend
When the clouds breeze through the sky and
The Heart waits for the first drop of rain;
When the hopes of seeing my friend disappear
I wish the Death was my best friend
When the fresh air passes between the leaves
The chirp of the birds bring music to my ears
When the voice of my friend is no where to be heard
I wish the Death was my best friend
When the memories haunt my heart even in dreams
When darkness covers the vision of my eyes
When there is no friend to hold me from falling
I wish the Death was my best friend
When desires of the heart sink in themselves
When the tears of the eyes dry in themselves
When the past memories of happiness bury in themselves
I wish the Death was my best friend