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Hey, everyone! So I am back with one more poem. The inspiration for this poem is, of course, Naruto.
First, Obito and Kakashi, the sharingan.
Then, Itachi and Shisui, the sharingan again.
Lastly, Naruto and Sasuke, the scratched headband.
Not just friendship, but also student-teacher, and every beautiful relation that's there. Jiraya and Naruto, the novel, The tales of a gutsy ninja.. and much more. Naruto always inspires us, isn't it!
So here we go!
Things embody memories.
When things have become
All the memories left behind
Where mere cards might form
All the greetings told and untold
When you stand apart
From the soul you held close
Where the reason was naive
For all one could be was sorry
For that was a soul you knew
Was a godsend never bestowed upon you
Rather was a prize you stole away
Yet the soul found itself fine
For it did the same with you
Along the way came promises
So were the gifts given and taken
The promises thus strengthening
The bonds thus weaving up thicker
But the world is where we are
And we are one among
Started with a difference in the look
Ended with nothing but the things
As you stand sad and alone
The things sparkled with a hope
For the hope within your eyes
Shone upon them, came back to you
They helped you remember
All the times you would over and over again
All the times you never wished
You might feel the need to forget
Yet there you stand fighting
Against the will staying sad
The things rest aside, still bright
They knew how to deal with you
Knowing they did the right thing
Gathering the memories embodied
Feet left the ground alongside
As the earth clenched a little more
You ran not alone
Reaching you
Was your friend
Silence became a happy halt
As eyes conveyed all
The bonds once disappeared
Connected well again
As joyfully back as ever
For the things we treasure are not mere lifeless nothings
But are the memories well formed to stay longer
Here the witness of friendship concludes:
So keep them even if are so angry at your friend that you could kill her right then and bury her right there, keep those small little things. Every person who you care for has given you some solid sort of thing out of love. Treasure them. They are as precious as the person itself when you are not on good terms with them. Treasure them, they should always stay with you.
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