Last Edited Friendship Poems (34)

School, sometimes is tough time,
In our country, it's so book based
It is so dreadful to go to school sometimes

But the thing that keeps us going daily is the friends we have in school.
What bliss, love, pure and unselfish.
What emotions are gathered, unspoilt and tender to live a lifetime.

Today, I'm so glad, so happy,
It was pure Bliss, to be found
By one of my classmates,
The joy of her writing to me, inquiring.

I know somewhere in my life, I must have disappeared from the orbit of existence.
So, caught up in the rat race of life and responsibilities.

But, there are relationships that will never go sour,
That's the Love we have with our mates at school.
It's all bubbly and free.
Like we have never aged a bit .

Oh, it's so much energy and love We had and have and will have for ever till we part from this Earth.
However far away they are, it's so beautiful to have that love.

God is so great and amazing
Never seizes to amaze me.
Never seizes to shower me with love .
Being single, life is sometimes rash.

But, I've been blessed with the amazing love of friends, who have treasured me, in their hearts for more than quarter century.
That love, is so amazing.

She’s great
Never hates
Always honest
Sticks to her promises
Always there
before I even realize
heart of gold
Holds your secrets
Never lies
Even if it makes me cry
Catches me off guard
Makes me laugh so hard
She’ll help me in a flash
A special human being
She’ll never understand me
Yet Never abandon me
always there to help
Gives me crash courses on life
embedded in my heart
I couldn’t possibly have a better friend
I’m so happy I found you
Thank you for being my friend

Once again in the Poet's Corner
Pass the night in a discourse with friends.
If you were a part of poets' forum
You will never regret you have stayed.

I go slowly from poem to poem,
Looking first for the newest ones,
Then go back to familiar verses,
Those that once touched my soul so hard.

Poet's corner is always in motion,
Its contributors take turns in race,
When one part of the world is sleeping,
Then another one picks up the pace.

Poet's Corner is people's refuge,
You're invited - don't need any pass.
Here you meet with old friends, smiling faces,
Here's encouragement, sympathy, love.

You can pass the whole night making comments,
Reading poems, enjoying the rhymes,
Thinking, what is the point poet's making,
Hoping some time you'll write as he does.

Sympathetic and witty comments,
Make you think of the poem twice,
And discussion that's launched over poem
Makes you stay and endure to the last.

Oh, I've learned very much from Poet's Corner,
Never thought would entice me so much.
In my greetings to you, dear poets,
I would wish you success and great love!

The literary spirits alive here I see
Though I doubt you'll ever be as good as me
It seems I've started a poetry slam
So give it your best, cos I don't give a damn!

My verse and my meter are finer than yours
Be real is a poet whose muse never bores

On poet's corner his high accolades
Increase as the posy he writes there cascades
So give it your best I doubt you'll compare
To a poet whose words can dance like Astaire!


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Not really a poem (although just to say)
Your top Aussie poet is now back today.

Now three weeks offline, has been long enough
(My old laptop crashed - indeed it was stuffed).

I did all I could to fix the old thing;-
Tried this and that, and repairs on the wing.

Wasted three days and four nights on repairs
But the old girl was gone - it seemed no one cared.

So I bought a fresh laptop - a great new device
And set the thing up for some more CS spice.

And to be honest - how could I keep away?
When it's part of my life to write a poem a day.

And if not one a day, then one a week
To all CS poets - you make my life complete.



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Loud Yuletide bells resound once more,
Do they toll of Joy, or a tear ?
A festive choir croon at my door,
"Merry Christmas and Peaceful New Year "

In some sad homes the lights are dim,
Senseless war has taken their cheer,
Our troubled world now mocks the hymn,
"Merry Christmas and Peaceful New Year ".

Many will scorn our saviours birth,
The faithless who utter a sneer,
And say "There won't be peace on earth,
Not at Christmas nor in the New Year ".

But ye of faith speak loud and deep !
Proclaim for world leaders to hear,
Hope can not die, and will not sleep,
At Christmas and through the New Year .

A wish for peace this poem it sends,
Good tidings to all, far and near,
I raise a mulled wine toast my friends,
"Merry Christmas and Happy New Year"

A flight out to the nearest stars
Traveling past Venus and Mars
The dawn of a brave new age
Elevated to life’s highest stage

What makes us destined to leave
Towards a future we can all believe
Or stay behind and cling to a past
What questions must be asked

Is peace just a dream once awake
An illusion made all the more fake
Is love not enough to be shared
Is life not reason to be spared

Oh reach up for the sky and say
Come together and start to pray
We need each other more than ever
The future is our new endeavor

The term 'Friend' recklessly used no doubt
call one 'friend' you know NOTHING about
True Blue Friends extremely rare if not extinct
agree or don't just wanna make you think

Not shocked that most possess gullible mentality
believing you have many friends isn't reality
Acquaintances or buddies much more reasonable
perpetual jealousy makes true friends less feasible

A morally defunct world negates trusting completely
BEST FRIENDS deceive you more discreetly
many so-called 'friends' are cunningly malicious
don't be blind there's reason to be suspicious

Two-Faced 'friends' are part of your everyday
that's a sad fact I can definitively convey
Vast experience validates my every word
truly clueless if you dismiss this as absurd

Witnessing "friends" stab "friends" sickens me
'friend' requires absolute 'trust' that can't be
When told "My Best Friend" did me wrong
I grin knowing it would happen all along

Resting in my chair at last
After the morning repast
Pondering what to do this day
Thoughts of you did pass my way

Smiling as I recalled that day
When we first met and talked away
And the evening hours melted away
Gone too soon dare I say

Now waiting patiently for the days to pass by
While I conjure clever ways to plan a call
To meet again somewhere close by
Not too soon or not at all

I will take my time to plan
.So I will not fail to meet again
This fine lass I have met so I might woo her best I can
When I see her once again

Adore cat's, a cat will find it's own owner.

Now a Tom Cat will be full of cheek, stroll up and check you out, let you get a little close, but when you go to stroke him he's suddenly gone.

And you begin to miss him, checking often to see if he's sitting, Just out of reach watching you.

His green eyes, seem to smile into your soul.

You begin to need the watchful, quiet, gentle way he projects.

One day maybe, just maybe he will feel like coming closer.

He will never be tamed, and it would not suit him.