My Friends

Wow :) Very good poem.

"I can not think of a time where I've longed for a friend;
so abundant they are yet they come and go
like the seasons themselves."

^ I never thought of friends this way, but after I think about I realize that it is very true - they do come and go just like that. Very good beginning - it makes the reader sympathize with you because most of us have gone through it.

"There was a time when we held bliss in our palms
and laughs hung at the tips of our tongues but
my, oh my, our tongues have become so sharp."

^ It sounds like something happened that made you not be friends anymore. Usually when tongues become "sharp" it is for a reason, so one of you must have done something :[

"Some of us fell in love and others did not and
hearts were broken and still are not mended but
what is there to mend when hearts are no longer found among strangers such as us...what have we become my friends?"

^ Well, to me, this is a big change from talking about attitudes. Did someone's heart get broken and that caused the friendship to dissipate?

Overall, this is a very good poem and it is a very true one as well. It has happened multiple times and will probably continue to as well. Even though you didn't rhyme in this poem, the flow was still perfect to me, I could read it effortlessly. :)

Excellent
5/5