Friendship Poems
A Friend
by Gillian Jones
A person who will listen and not condemn
Someone on whom you can depend
They will not flee when bad times are here
Instead they will be there to lend an ear
They will think of ways to make you smile
So you can be happy for a while
When times are good and happy there after
They will be there to share the laughter
Do not forget your friends at all
For they pick you up when you fall
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do you think we're friends in every universe?
by t.e. talbott
"do you think we're friends in every universe?"
i think sometimes
you're an unexpected present in June,
the gift of consideration outside of birthdays.
sometimes i'm gratitude, a full heart
thanking the heavens for you.
sometimes i’m the white-washed face of God
in someone's painting,
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Youth And Age
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying,
Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee -
Both were mine! Life went a-maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy,
When I was young!
When I was young? -Ah, woeful When!
Ah! for the change 'twixt Now and Then!
This breathing house not built with hands,
This body that does me grievous wrong,
O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands
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The Apple Of My Eye
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Every time I think of you my hands began to shake.
My knees begin to wobble and my head begins to ache.
You caused me nothing but trouble and I often wondered why.
I was good to you and I loved you so. You were the apple of my eye.
It started on the afternoon of the 23rd of May.
You were dating a boy named Anderson
but your game he couldn’t play.
Then when you saw me you fell in love
and you still love me today.
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I'm Sorry
by AP Writes
At the time, I hated you for it,
and I’m sorry because you didn’t deserve that.
At the time, we fought about it,
and I’m sorry because you were only helping.
Back then, we stopped talking,
and I’m sorry because you were right.
Back then, I couldn’t look you in the eyes,
and I’m sorry because I still can’t.
I used to love you,
and I’m sorry because I stopped.
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Look who’s talking
by Aldo Kraas
Look who's talking
Badly about me
He tells me that I am
A religious fanatic
That is wrong
Because that is not me
Also he doesn't know me that
Well
That is the truth
I was born a Christian
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Vertrouwen
by Mario Odekerken
Vertrouwen is een open hand,
geen woord,
maar een stilte die blijft.
Het kijkt niet om,
het vraagt niets terug,
en toch is het alles.
I'm Sorry
by AP Writes
At the time, I hated you for it,
and I’m sorry because you didn’t deserve that.
At the time, we fought about it,
and I’m sorry because you were only helping.
Back then, we stopped talking,
and I’m sorry because you were right.
Back then, I couldn’t look you in the eyes,
and I’m sorry because I still can’t.
I used to love you,
and I’m sorry because I stopped.
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Burning fire.
by leia ng
We dropped the match,
watched it burn.
Lesson taught,
no need to learn.
But the fire’s burning
more than ever—
no shame, no trace.
Many smiles widen,
like none erased.
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The line.
by leia ng
“It was nice meeting you.”
The line we all said as we shook each other’s hands
The line that saved us from the loneliness at school
The line that started 10 years of friendship
Also the line that ended it all.
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Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius (12 poems about Friendship)
October 31st, 1970 - Kyiv, Ukraine and since 1992 - New Jersey, USA -
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