Friendship Poems (1,087)

On our life's path so oft' we'll find a bend,
When daylight pales a cloudy sombre hue,
Such darkness will seem brighter with a friend,
My hope instilled, for I am blessed with two.

Good friends are scarce, as rare as precious jewels,
Who don't intrude and yet are never far,
To discard friendship is a trait of fools,
How bleak the nightsky bearing just one star.

When Angels beckon one I hope it's me,
No joy in being bereft to grieve alone,
For now we'll live and laugh as comrades three,
Our names not etched as yet on marble stone.

So in salute I raise a glass of wine,
And toast 'Good Health' for two good friends of mine.

I find that life can f*ck you, leave you all alone,I never asked to be here, I never knew I would, I never changed my world, you came into my life miraculously as one that I could see, I fell in love, instantly ,,, and its always been,,, just you and me! xx

What do I look for? What do I need?

I'm looking for kindness and honesty I'm looking for a bit of me.

I know everyone is different and no two people are alike.
But I'm very unique and hard to compare.

I dance , I joke, I paint but I cannot ride a bike.
looking for someone to do things with to be fair

Like people in the UK say I'm looking for someone who's a bit of me.

Every touch leaves a mark. ... There are relatives. There are strangers
There are those who indirectly walk with you through life, not really influencing it, but being present for some reason.
There are those who come close to you and change the course of events in your history.
There are those who come and go. Some will leave a trace in the diary of your soul in a moment, others, having been present for years by your side, will not touch the strings of your heart.
It is impossible to predict who will stay with you.
Sometimes loved ones let go of your hand at the edge of the abyss, and completely strangers, suddenly give it to save you.
You can walk along the same road, but look in different directions.
You can go along different roads, but suddenly converge at the crossroads of destinies.
And no one knows what will happen in a minute, a month, a year.
But, bursting into someone else's life, or even barely touching it, leave in it what will become another beacon in the darkest night for him.
Remaining in the soul, this barely perceptible light can kindle a fire after a while, at the most necessary moment for this, when, it would seem, there is no longer any salvation.
Be kinder, more merciful, sincere. This is not a weakness or a vice.
It is a force that has no value.
Speak important words to your dear people on time, because they have the greatest value exactly when they are expected.
Everything that is so important to the heart has its own expiration date.
Everything has its time: the word - its own, the deed - its own.
Speak important words also to strangers for you, perhaps through you their guardian angel speaks to them.
We are all wanderers in this life, partially or closely intertwined with each other and, contrary to the opinion that a person has always been, is and remains alone, I will say:
You have never been alone, even if you are so sure of it.
Each touch to your soul, like yours to someone else's, leaves a mark in the book of fate and changes the course of events.
Be careful, touch gently...

You supply the lips and I'll supply the kiss,
You supply the chance and I'll supply the bliss.
You supply the truth and I'll supply the trust,
You supply the time and I'll supply the lust.

But if it's love you want, it's gonna take a little more,
and when we finally get there, it'll be like waves hitting the shore,
of the oceans of our hearts, the feeling lingers on,
from the touch of evening twilight, 'til the early morning dawn.

You supply the fantasy and I'll supply the act,
You supply the opinion and I'll supply the fact.
You supply the quip and I'll supply the smile,
You supply the road and I'll supply that extra mile.

But if it's love you want, it's gonna take a little more,
and when we finally get there, it'll be like waves hitting the shore,
of the oceans of our hearts, the feeling lingers on,
from the touch of evening twilight, 'til the early morning dawn.

You supply the wings and I'll supply the flight,
You supply the day and I'll supply the night.
You supply the ground below and I'll supply the sky above,
You supply your tender heart and I'll supply my endless love.

Because even though love takes more, I shall not stand and wait,
for love to sweep me off my feet, for I might be too late.
So, I've now become a partner of fate,
in the never-ending waterfall known as love and hate.

Music that lifts you, to another time
Floating you in dreams, another sign
Searching the moment, to understand
What was so important, as like a hand

Pulls you gently, towards magical emotions
Soothing your being, in its balm like lotion
We all know the feelings, whatever our age
Yet experience of life, allows thoughts of a sage

Compassion too, for those confused at times
Though smiles warn us, another of those signs
As they recall, a special moment in their life
When engulfed in the moment, there was no strife......

Spilling the contents of my heart onto the page
Filling the space with a love, that has no age
How would you feel, if I shared the epitome of me ?
What would you do, if inside myself you could see ?
There is nothing there
just...
energy

No hair......blood......teeth......or skin
A thing that ceaselessly births and dies, again
and again.

I am eternity

and YOU,
are
ME

© July 2, 2014, L. Karriem

A heart preserved. The native(s) paint the picture of the spoken word. The universal rhythm. Paint me a picture of realisation. We can count in the dark, but did logic form in dark?

In these difficult times I consider my friends my best friends.

And the world turns...

Deny, they said to me...
Deny, I said the freedom to the free...
Are we always free... just to be?
Remove the shackles from my arms.
Remove the stigma from your charms.
Deny what you've done...
Deny what you are...
Deny the reflection in the mirror.
Betray your friend and betray a part of yourself.
Deny that you cant be me...
Deny that you are free.
When you deny that part of me..
Then you deny the freedom of the free.
Have you been there?
Through the suffering and the pain?
Have you stood your ground ?
Oh for the love of the free.
Could you take the blows...
Just for me... all for the love of the free
Just to be me?
Can you walk my path? can you sing my song?
Will you show me all the wrong?
Because I stood my ground.
Still they put me down.
But all the words of slander and hate...
Still wait for all...
In destiny lies fate.
Still we deny who we are.
And the reflection in the mirror.

Our hearts are heavy
Tears are cast
Too young too soon
Way too fast
You graced yourself
With a quiet demure
A cheeky smile
And eyes that lure
There lay a confidence
Deep within
It was your strength
Right till the end
Foreign shores
A different life
An intense man
A loving wife
How you changed
Point of view
Through commitment
To beliefs you knew
We watched you grow
And bloom within
A wrong diagnosis
A cardinal sin
Now you share
An angel’s space
You’ll never be forgotten
Your life our grace .........