You are like Friday nights
After days of wearing masks
Of slaves of different lives
I come to you as free.
You are like Friday nights
After days being someone else
And tired of envy and lies
I come to you as me.
You are my Friday nights
Where leaving the fool’s battle
Of a worldly week behind
I am where I need be.
© Arindam Dey
Thanks a bunch! 😊
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such a good correlation, precise and apt 🙂
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Thank you so much Arunima! 😊
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you have to find that special person to be you friday night………….seriously your poetries are really too great
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