I am not in my spirits these days <br />Someone has taken away my repose <br />But I shall not name him for he is my friend <br />Specially the friend of the summer nights <br />He stings me by blowing an alarm and <br />Reduces my blood level <br />In the morning, I see rashes across my body <br />And begin to question myself <br />Why the friends of today suck blood?<br /><br />Mohammad Akmal Nazir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-friend-or-a-blood-sucker/
