Most Liked Friendship Poems (1,087)

Although we are completely different
From each other
Somehow
Someway
We built a friendship
Out of loyalty
Trust and honor
Respect and understanding
Time did its part as well
To help create our friendship
Us becoming friends
Has changed my life forever
I say this because true friendship
Comes from the heart
It does not happen by chance
Real friendship is earned
A genuine
friendship can not be taught
I believe it was our destiny
To become friends
That fate
Had our friendship planned since birth
I am blessed
To have a friend like you

Sailing through the great waters of divide.
Two separate people come to confide.
Many years, time will surely abide.

The hull is made from laughter and fun.
Many experiences will certainly be won.
It feels much like basking in the sun.

The deck is solid and true.
Innocent and pure like a morning's dew.
These two are all that make up the crew.

Crashing over the rocky waves of distance,
Happiness together will be the existence.
Great endurance through all resistance.

Either one may someday show a tear.
But neither will have against each other a fear.
Often or not you may hear one called dear.

Aft or starboard, it does not matter.
Neither will have a sarcastic chatter.
Together their dreams can not shatter.

Someday the oceans may come to rest.
Many things may bring a difficult test,
But this bond will be the life vest.

From dock to dock, the ship sails strong.
Everyday there is a merry song.
Life onboard is sure to be long.

Today is a beautiful Day
I'm sending..
you a lot of love and hugs ...
to make your day even more better!

Have a Beautiful Day my Poetry Friends!!

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Sitting alone in a room at 2 in the morning I try to search..
I search for reasons to convince myself I am fine, I search for reasons to stay,
but really I search for reasons to run!

I find myself again in that familiar place, the place in my mind that I visit so often. I know this space well, I know its loneliness, I know its emptiness, I know the yearnings that emerge from this corner, I know questions that arise. . . “What could have been?”, “The choices that were available?”, “Why didn’t I do something then? And why don’t I do something now?” “It may not be too late to change the mistake of living a lie?”

... these questions pound me again and again, I would have thought that after all this time they would give up, they would stop, or it would not trouble me so much. But they do not do that...the emptiness persists, even the tears are weary of falling an remain stagnant in abyss of my searching gaze... in the darkness I keep sitting alone...

As the clock continues to tick, I still sit alone, really alone. It’s dark. It’s soundless. It’s hollow. Its a loneliness that consumes everything in its blanket of evaporated emotions, it creeps its black claws around you and teases you to realize the “I don’t have anyone to call...” and call for what, who really is my true friend? That is a question that I’ve become less and less familiar with... a person who can entertain a crowd of over 800 and have endless associations on facebook, cannot find anyone to call a friend..

And which friend am I looking for, because there is really no one who will not judge me ... who will not use the first opportunity to give the “breaking news” of see this was the one who “had it all together”, clearly his life has been as miserable as ours ... so again alone, I wonder where have my real friends gone...

I remember a time, when I too pride in my circle of friends, boasted on them being there for me, fought for them with family, and inconvenienced myself to meet their demands... I thought they would be there forever....so where have they now?

I remember the entourage, I remember the false importance, the false commitments of “I’ll do anything for our friendship”, I remember those naïve days,
...so what happened?

Who changed?

Was it them? Was it me? Or was it the cliché called life?.

..why do I find myself at 33 years of age with no one to talk to and no desire to talk either?...
...All that remains is the familiarity of the dark room, the hunting of the hollow silence, the emptiness of the blank color around me... I am alone....really all alone!

If someone is nice to you but never comes to where you live
it is a polite stranger

If someone comes where you live and thanks you for inviting
it is an acquaintance

If someone comes to where you live and says “I’m home”
it is a friend


If someone asks “how are you”
and wants to hear “fine”
it is a polite stranger

If someone asks “how are you” and listens how you are
and will wish you luck
it is an acquaintance

If someone asks “how are you” and wants to know how you are
and will interfere your life without you asking for that,
because whatever is happening to you he takes as happening to him
it is a friend



Do You Have A Friend?

Take my hand and follow me
to that place I long to be.
Take my hand and trust my way,
in that place forever stay.
Follow me toward the sand;
we'll run and play, hand in hand.
Take my heart and hold it true;
forever I'll stay close to you.
Seize my words and listen well,
then forever I will tell.
Release your heart and feelings too,
just as I will do for you.
Trust your heart and follow me,
to that place we long to be.

You're a true friend,
that I want you to know,
Our love for each other
has helped us to grow.
We've been through some tough times,
but we've made it through,
The only one I ever trusted was you.

You helped me through anger,
you've chased away fears.
You held me through sadness,
and kissed away tears.

You stayed by my side
when the world turned away.
You helped me see joy
when the skies were all gray.

You were the rainbow
at the end of the storm.
You help me be different
when I shouldn't conform.

You held my hand
when you knew we would fall.
Every heartache,
you saw me through it all.

I'm not sure
I'm always the best friend to you,
I know I'm not perfect,
but this much is true.

When life gets you down,
And there's nowhere to turn,
I'll help you through and
I'll share your concern.

I'll try my best to return every favor,
When you're sure that you'll drown,
then I'll be your lifesaver;
Even if we both go down.

Whether we sink or swim
doesn't matter at all,
Just know that I'll be there
whenever you call.

I'll pull you out
when life pulls you under.
I'll be the sun
when there's lightning and thunder.

And when it's all over,
And we've fought every war,
There's one thing I promise,
Of this I am sure,
When the time comes
that we're put to our rest.
Be sure that you know that,
My friend, you're the best.

And if there is Heaven,
then I know you'll be there,
That if you die first
then you'll hear every prayer.
And soon I'll join you,
but just know until then.
That I'll miss you each day
'til I see you again.

At the end of the tunnel,
you'll be my guiding light,
You'll lead me to heaven,
away from the night.

We'll be there together,
and we'll never grow old.
And we'll walk hand in hand
On the streets paved of gold.

Cry my angel
You are safe in my arms
I promise to tell none
Of your tears;
I’ll wipe them away
With a smile and a kiss. . . .

Cry my angel
You are safe in my arms
I promise I won’t let you go;
When your fists are pounding and your heart is bleeding
I’ll save you from love
I’ll save you with love. . . .

Cry my angel
You are safe in my arms
I promise you can fall apart-
I’ll pick up the pieces
And put them together
I’ll lend you a piece of my heart. . . .

Cry my angel
You safe in my arms
I promise I won’t walk away
Take your anger right here
Don’t hurt yourself-
Your words I won’t let hurt me.

Cry my angel
You are safe in my arms
I’m here and I’m not letting go
Until your heart is whole again
You stay in my arms
In my arms
I’m not letting go.

What cost friendship I was once asked?
Friendship has no cost as it is freely given.
Friendship is simply the result of
cultivating a generous soul.
The acts of kindness,caring,generosity,
encouragement shall plant seeds of friendship.
These heritage seeds will then grow and multiply and
help to produce a stong and resilent crop.
To a kind person it is but an act they
naturely do and is returned in kind.
To a charismatic person it is their comraderie
bestowed on others that reaps them friends.
To a giving person it is the gift they give that
circles the globe and is received in the other hand.
To a humourous person it is the act of sharing
of laughter to improve someone else's day.
To the strong person it is the act of assisting and going
out of their way with no thought of recompense.
All these things and more are the seeds that
grow the friendships and the cost is naught but
one's time which is pleasantly passed.
The cost is naught,but to be a kind,
giving and friendly person.
Should we think to charge for these
endowments then humanity is at risk.
If purchased or gotten by coercion than is it
truly friendship and can it be relied on. I think not.
These characteristics will have a price and strings attached.
Wars and words of value shall diminish the act
and leave us unsatisfied and chided.
This is instinctive in some and can be learned by others.
If not instinctive then should this not
be a mandatory life lesson course.
Consider and thence perhaps be self taught with conviction.