In darkness cast by flickering flames,
Dwells a bond with deceptive names.
Frenemies they're called, in guise they roam,
Their whispers veiled, their motives unknown.
With smiles bright, yet hearts obscured,
They weave their web, by envy lured.
Their praise a mask, their words a snare,
Beneath false layers, intentions bare.
They'll walk beside you, hand in hand,
Yet plant seeds of doubt in shifting sand.
In daylight's glare, they play the friend,
But in darkness' cloak, their envy rends.
Beware the grasp of frenzied ties,
Where friendship fades and rivalry lies.
For in the dance of light and shade,
Frenemies linger, their masks unlaid.
Hold fast to those who lift you high,
Who celebrate your light in the sky.
For true friendship's bond, unwavering and bold,
Outshines the shadows frenemies hold.
©mercyada
N