Most Liked Friendship Poems (1,087)

A friend is someone who recognizes, and
someone you can trust.

They will listen to you both night and day without ever making a trouble.
A friend will stand by your side when you are right and sometimes when you are wrong.

They will hold you up when you are weak and offer support to make you strong.
A friend's love is unreserved and unique in every way.

And when you have difficulties a true friend will kneel down with you and pray.
A friend will stand by your side through thick and thin.

And whenever everyone has isolated you they still will be your friend.
A friend once said to me that a friend is sent from God above and I believe this to be true.

Because God has sent all of my poet friends to me and those friend to me are YOU.
A true friend is always there for me,
To catch me if we fall,
They never swear, lie or cuss,
But they will tell me to stand tall.

A friend teaches me to be modest,
because they know that sometimes we stumble.
A true friend will always be there,
and I know that they care
A true friend will always be true to heart,
and so many friends will never be apart.
Above all I know who you are,
and you all in poet corner will always
Be my shining star in poet corner~~~~~

my best friend
was my little black
and tan min long
haird dashhound
named jj he would
go and get the mail
run in the park and
play with me
two week ' ago he passed
away now i don't now what
to do because i loved him so
i wish it was my turn to go

Esa, Iya , Buh and Bah.
The Sahara.
The stars.
Charred meat
Hot bread.

Esa... Esa with her open heart,
Iya... Translating and teaching.
I love tonight
The sharp wind.
The black widow,
Everything short and sweet so sweet.

Precious moments
In our busy lives.
Precious moments like tonight.
Iya makes very good tea
But he made only two cups not three.
He owes me one.

IF I COULD SAY GOOD BYE~~~ I WOULD SAY GOOD BYE TO ALL~~~~~
Still I sit every night,
waiting for you to come by.
Hoping that you would stay
for a longer while.
I wait and wait,
As years go by,
But you would not come.
Sometimes, I just think,
you just moved out of town.
So I write you letters,
To tell you how I graduated,
How I lost weight,
Gow I still wear your jeans
Every year on my birthday.

Why?
I cannot understand.
Why did they snatch you away?
I will not forget the times...
I promise we will meet again,
But till then Goodbye my friend!

a thick bush of course hair,
i rub you, old friend
lying on your back
you quiver,
reassuring me that i please you.

the moist natural liquid seeps through my fingers,
an unpleasant odour, some might say
but
to me, there has never been a more sensuous perfume
you truly are my best friend.

the intensity of the moment
permeates our souls....
fluid dripping from your mouth,
i thank you,

my ever present companion,
your loyalty moves me
a true mans best friend
rover, you are the king of canines.

BREAKFAST AIN’T EGGS BENEDICT FOR SURE


You can arise whenever you choose to
And that’s why I’m so jealous of you
You can eat whatever you pick out
As for my breakfast there ain’t no doubt

I know precisely what will be on my metal tray
Except sometimes it’s milk or water to start off my day
Your pantry is full of food I don’t even recall
As I use an old filthy tee shirt to keep me warm as a shawl

Your lunchtime might be at that little tavern we know
But now my lunchtime is delivered row by row
That tavern was cozy and meant a lot to me
And so did my being free

But powder and pain brought me here
And here I’ll stay year after year
I receive opened and censored letters in my mail
The missives people send me here in jail
© 2011.…Phreepoetree

~free cee!~

LOOK ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO CLAIM TO BE A POET I AM HERE TO TELL YOU WHAT REAL POETRY IS--REAL POETRY IS THE SOUL OF A LADY THAT CAN MAKE A WEARY MAN DO WHAT HE MUST---REAL POETRY IS A LADY WHO CAN MAKE ME SMILE DESPITE THE FACT THAT IT HURTS ME PHYSICALLY TO DO SO---POETRY IS THIS LADY'S LAUGHTER----BUT MOST OF ALL POETRY IS THE SUNDAY SHE WAS BORN IN A SILENT WARD WHEN HER PARENTS SHOULD HAVE NAMED HER "JOY" BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT SHE IS TO ME AND TO ANY OF YOU WHO DEEM YOURSELVES POETS, SHE IS POETRY---"JOY" I KNOW YOU DESERVE SO MUCH MORE THAN THIS MEAGER OFFERING BUT MY WORDS ARE ALL I HAVE TO GIFT YOU WITH, OH AND A BOTTLE OF RAGGAE CHAMPAGNE BECAUSE YOU INTOXICATE ME SIMPLY BY BEING YOU-------
SHE IS STRONG AND I AM ALWAYS WRONG

How much can you forgive?
Can you forgive the way I live?
Can you overlook the multitude of mistakes I make?
And can you teach me to give more than I take?

I heard all about the horrors of your past
With a deep love until death made it one that wasn’t meant to last
For he left you when he was far too young
Which dashed all the dreams to which you both clung

You lost your soul mate and that makes me weep
And it seems the seeds you sow create sorrow no one wants to reap
As I imagine people say “that’s awful, but life must go on”
But they don’t know a life that has been bitter since he’s been gone

And so you seek and so you roam
And so you do what you must and then come home
Where you curse the silence of the living room where you and he would speak
As the lack of his lilting voice now hushed must leave you weak

I know were I you I’d probably pray to die
And need you beg to ask me why?
Your soul mate left and took with him your holy soul
And I can envision your heart that bears a canyon deep hole

An emptiness that may never be filled
And loneliness that sadly may forever be willed
Oh wouldst that I could fill that darkened hole
And urge whispers of wonder wouldst be my goal

I’d like nothing more than to share time of smiles with you
but we both know that scream and cry is what you’d rather do
and I’d also like nothing more than to grant you glee
so again I ask you, how much can you forgive of me?
© 2011.…PHEEEPOETREE ~free cee!~
BELIEVE ME ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO THINK YOURSELVES POETS THIS DOESN'T DO "JOY" JUSTICE---I LIKE LIKING YOU GIRL! YOU ARE UNMITIGATED BEAUTY!
WITH ALL THE ADORATION I CAN SUMMON I SAY
THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU AND
THANK YOU FOR MAKING MIDNIGHT DARKNESS BRIGHT!
FONDLY--YOUR free!~

Pictures speak out in many different ways to each one of us everyday. We can recapture our youth from an illustration that the artist's hands have embrassed on a canvas, or a single sheet of paper.
The beatiful strides from a painter's brush can reveal how he or she is feeling at that very moment, and what a truly God given gift this person has recieved.
To see such smiiles, frowns, and confusion of the many people passing by with some a short but distance look. The pose of an elderly woman starring so deeply into one of my pictures which was harsh but true, left her walking away with a small frown, yet it seems as though she'd understood.
Many children, teens, young and old kept a hunble smile upon their face most of the way through the first introduction to the unique but true paintings, I will say it brought many of them closer together, just maybe for a second or two, from the God given talent that was recieved and left many thinking in different ways.

As I am awakened swiftly
From a deep and peaceful sleep
My heart is racing wildly
Like a million little feet.

The panic that I used to feel
Has turned to something new
A feeling of strength and power
That I have somehow learned from you.

You have empowered me
To take a look within
And find the love of a friend
Where fear had always been.

So, now I reach into the dark
And feel the ray of light
From the love a friend sends to me
Shinning bright into the night.

This is for you, my best friend,
the one person i can tell my soul too
Who can relate to me like no other
Who I can laugh with to no extents,
Who I can cry too when times are tough,
Who can help me with the problems of my life.

Never have you turned your back on me
Or told me I wasnt good enough
Or let me down

I don’t think you know what that means to me
You have went through so much pain and you still have time
For me.
And I love you for listening even when inside YOU are dying
And I look up too you because you are strong,
and caring
and beautiful.
Even though you don’t think you are.

And I hope you know that I am always here
To listen to you laugh and cry and help
In all the ways that i can
And I will try to be at least half the friend you are
To me.