The Perfect Friend ©
Today I found a friend
Who knew everything I felt
She knew my weakness
And the problems I’ve been dealt.
She understood my wonders
And listened to my dreams,
She listened to how I felt about life and love
And knew what it all means.
Not once did she interrupt me
Or tell me I was wrong
She understood what I was going through
And promised she'd stay long.
I reached out to this friend,
To show her that I care
To pull her close and let her know
How much I need her there.
I went to hold her hand
To pull her a bit nearer
And I realized this perfect friend I found
Was nothing but a mirror
Written by Shannen Wrass
Copyright © 1995 Shannen Wrass. All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Shannen Wrass | Year Posted 2013
Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications
Love your self...
Copyright © Andre Sanders | Year Posted 2012
The lines on the field are painted a bright white.
I see the sun set slowly behind the goal post.
My eyes are blinded by the electric light.
At games we go all out and do the most.
I can hear the sizzle and pop of greasy concession stand food.
The crowd cheers from the stands.
From around the corner a little kid playing tag begins to cry,
And music is played from the band.
The quarterback passes the ball,
And the cheerleaders yell for him to go all the way.
While he is sprinting to the end zone we hope that he does not fall.
“And that is another touchdown” we hear the announcer say.
This is a Friday night football game.
Someday these boys could reach real fame.
Copyright © Alyssa Hensley | Year Posted 2015
every where i walk i get picked on
just for being me sometimes i feel alone
but with my twin i feel never gone
were one in the same
and can always know each others pain
being a twin is a gift from above
we have each other and what's not to love
we share common goals
that never gets old
we live our life normal
waiting for life to unfold
and that's being a twin
our story never gets old
Copyright © monica bradley | Year Posted 2015
the last night i've seen you in the sky, it was dark and you were bringing light, i've
seen you at the same time i've seen some others stars, all similars, i almost got comfused
with them all but night by night i was seeing all those stars were moving or just not
lighting anymore and you were still there, night by night i looked for you, i didn't know
that you were my star.
Copyright © yohan mantilla | Year Posted 2006
since i met you my days are begin working
as a solar clock, i'm the rock
and you are the light that iluminates me and make me work
without moving every day, every night for you i'll be waiting
i know that some day u'll come to stay near me
and together we always be
no matter what happen
no matter what others think about us
Copyright © yohan mantilla | Year Posted 2006
im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now
there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.
Copyright © pat roswell | Year Posted 2013
We were friends since day one,
always outside having fun.
As the day would past,
the fun would always last.
Until that day I had to go,
you held me tight and screamed no!
When i go older, i joined the army,
never thought it would be better for me.
I got a letter that said I had to go to war,
when I told my mom, it hurt her like a never ending sore.
you are no longer my friend, you're my brother,
but its a shame we have to fight each other.
Copyright © Tenea Gibson | Year Posted 2006
IT'S UNDERSTANDABLE WHY SOME OF US RUSH FRUITS LIKE APPLE, RIPE PAWPAW, MANGO, ORANGE ETC.
WHAT I DNT GET IS WHY FEW OF US STILL CANT DETACH OURSELVES FROM FRUITS LIKE LIME AND LEMON DESPITE HOW STRICTLY SOUR THEY TASTE.
SAME APPLIES TO THE CHOICE OF FRIENDS WE KEEP.
EVEN WHEN FEW OF THEM MAKE US CRY IN THE CLOSET, WE STILL CANT LET GO OF THEM.
MYSTERY OF LIFE.
Copyright © Olufemi Oloye | Year Posted 2016
Whom i care like brother,
Or whom i embrace like sister,
The people who are so different from the others
Gift and blessing from the Lord of Universe.
They listen to me whenever I'm sad
They lend me their hand when i need help
They sooth me when life treats me bad
For my luck and fortune, they are also glad
Their voices are healing
Their advices are caring
Their joy, I'm sharing
When troubles befall upon them, I'm worrying.
To these people i will vow
To help them always no matter how
As blood runs through my veins
The promise is in force therein.
They are siblings of whom I choose
Divine gift and blessing from the Gracious Lord the Merciful
I pray may their lives are always blissful
Because they are my best friends, I dare not to hear bout them with something hurtful.
Copyright © Earl Noor | Year Posted 2014
MARRIAGE SEX AND ROMANCE
“Some other time, I’m not in the mood
Why cant we just cuddle and watch TV”?
When couples drift into the celibate zone
It’s not long till someone will flee.
Sexual fulfillment helps preserve love,
Parenthood, marriage and self-esteem.
Those who maintain it avoid saying no
To be blessed by its pleasure and gleam.
While dating we tend to be more romantic
Putting forth the best of our charms.
Sharing dinners, long walks, and lustful weekends
As we spend more time in each others arms.
How many times have you said “not tonight”?
Exposing your happy home to harm.
Today’s crushing deadlines leave little time for love
Leaving partners with sorrow, sadness and alarm.
So share one another with red wine and time
Dial your own number and leave the phone off the hook.
Enjoy some romance, sex and laughter
Improving your mood and the way you look.
By Tom Zart
Copyright © Tom Zart | Year Posted 2007
The Mother-Land Cries.
The land bleeds.
From treasured seeds.
No Diamond grills,
from cut off limbs.
The poor-less fears.
''Blood, Sweat an Tears.''
The Hunger of pain,
screaming in vein.
With continued cries,
Of stories told,
but never unfold.
In a desperate speed,
of souls in need.
The Sun, has drowned,
in this part of town.
And the moon is hidden,
more than a mission,
The real world speaks,
with missing links.
with no one left,
In a matter of life an death.
A shepard's, shattered dream,
washing away, in the streams.
No cattle to feed.
Crippling the land.
Of silent sand.
A cry for help.
Too well kept.
an vivid souls,
traveling the distance,
of unfinished goals.
The beated Drum,
when no one comes.
The Mother-Land Cries,
there no denying...
In my ears.
Though out the night.
A Non-Stop flight.
Drifting through the sky,
When the whole world cry.
Piercing the goals,
Of heart an souls.
By: Shi Ricks
Copyright © SHI RICKS | Year Posted 2014
No crime is bigger
Than cheating a friend.
Those who believe in you
should never be hurt.
If you cheat a friend,
Then hell waits for you.
Copyright © Sujish Kandampully | Year Posted 2014
I do not know if anyone is aware of the plight that the Isle of Man is presently going through. It is the home of one of our own, Jan Allison. check it out online
There's a lady we all know
and She's going through a blow
and I think she should be, in our prayers
There's a gale coming in
where the flood's already been
and the wind threatens all who live there
Sure, it never does seem right
when a storm comes late at night
but nature we have found isn't fair
We all know her as Jan
From the little Isle of Man
So,Please let her know, that we all care
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2015
Never in a million years would i have thought
this to be,
my bestfriend, companion, and so special
if i wouldnt have opened my eyes,
she could have just passed by and walked right
outta my life.
but in Gods weird since of loving humor way,
today he brought Brittany Back to stay,
a life from my past that i had lost,
never knowing what would be Gods cost.
Now i sit hear always waiting to see,
her simple smile brighten up for me.
The friendship, hugs, smiles and the tug at my heart,
now i know it was just the start.
I may not always be the best,
but yet she still chooses me above all the rest.
all i ask is please let this be I love you Brittany,
and God please bring her home to Me...
Copyright © Devin frost | Year Posted 2013
Far across the world,
my soul she could hear,
the darkness in my life,
she made it bright,
Far across my heart,
she's ther My FRIEND....
Copyright © fairooz jahan | Year Posted 2015
We began so little and young,
Life beat us bad and twisted our tongue.
You and I walked a pretty rough road I can say
When you stumbled I was always there to make you stay.
Stay and not give up, I didn't give up on you than, so I wont give up on you now,
We danced our life so brutally and softly, but this time you didn't look my way and bounced.
I thought we would go on like this forever, but I guess like people say,
Nothing lasts forever.
Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012
In midnight skies the cries of love drift off to sleep in endless love.
For he who heard them.
Sent them hope, that God created a world for them.
For us to see and bare good times.
For no more hurt and devishlish crimes.
For the earth which once was good.
Is soured and torn.
There are no morals or dreams no more.
Or hope of good things when suffering soars.
For they are crushed by his vast sword.
For he who has the greater sin.
He has carried and been burdened with.
He has been forgotten.
In times like these.
Because people hearts bleed with disease.
For they have burdened him with more sin.
They have forgotten the pain he is in.
For he so carried his cross with pride.
A younge man who was destined to die.
No matter what the world does think.
This man did live before we did.
We have lost our way in darkened times.
Like lost sheep we have roamed, away from him.
If youd only listen and help to carry his cross.
Take the blame for things done past.
Change our ways for hope to last.
We wont do that out of pride.
When he is denied.
I feel for him.
I pick his cross up and help him off the ground.
For he is my brother.
Who I have found.
He has carried that cross.
No man deserved his life in such a lose.
Tormented and torturded to no extent.
He didnt look like a mere man in the end.
He coutinued to stand even after he fell.
Showing me the strength of Heaven and hell.
For a man so strong, so bold and kind.
Showed me what we can do as man kind.
He gave his life for everyone who reads this.
For those who can not see.
Do not be blind
Find this man, for he needs you.
He gave his life to save you.
With your help, you raise his cross.
You heal that burden of love.
That has been lost.
Ease his pain and find your way.
For Heaven is a start and hell is a step away.
Copyright © tonya priest | Year Posted 2012
Even though i did not hear your voice tonight i'm still ahit,
I will go on like this for ever, i wont go out without a fight.
I'll fight till the end of this life to win your heart,
All you have to do is tell me when to start.
The music blarrin in my head phones at 1:52 AM and i'm lovin it,
cause it helps me remember your gorgeous smile like it was meant to fit.
Wanting to feel your touch and kisses all over me ignites the fire in me,
Wanting to take you by your hand and run wild in a big sea.
There aint much i can say to express myself but this will have to do for tonight,
I think its just that i haven't reached height.
You no I love you and that's all that matters or will ever matter to me,
I will love you till i die, like I told you before, cant you see?
Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012
Who knew when we first met we would be friends so close,
We were worlds apart and our view on life divergent,
We shared stories and secrets and said things which are close to our hearts.
We laughed we cried, had good times and bad.
I took you like family and loved you like one of my own.
I came in your life for a reason and knew we were meant to be good friends.
But somewhere along the way distance became a norm, something which I could not comprehend.
Feelings were hurt,bridges were burnt and wounds deepend.
The past has been forgotten,the love is lost and your place in my heart has faded.
Although it may seem everything is fine today I pray someday you understand and value the true
meaning of Friendship.
Copyright © Hashir Ali | Year Posted 2016
I wish we were still close,
Our relationship's destroyed,
My heart aches for you in sorrow,
I remember when we both smiled,
When we spoke the same words,
When i had problems of my own,
Knowing i had no one to run to,
Other than talk to my mind,
Fear was written all over me ,
Laying at night,
Wishing i still had you,
Crying never made it better,
Being told somethink looked to be playing my mind,
Feeling crushed and thrown away on a desert island alone,
There i was no where to be noticed or found in that dark dull enviroment lost,
Copyright © kareena green | Year Posted 2010
I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.
Copyright © Kierstein McFarland | Year Posted 2013
People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?
Why has this life become so meaningless,
that we just want to throw it away?
We become selfish and think our life is so bad,
dont think of others who's lives are worse, But still greatful for what they have.
People take for granted the things they've got,
clothes, food, smokes and shoes, even a roof or a bed,
They dont think of the homeless,
the hungry, not even the cold or the hot.
They just think they want to be dead,
Things happen in our lives that, to us, seem bad.
We dont look for help or trust any "friends"
All because of the past we've had.
Dont be a coward and run away,
Stick it out, Live life,
I know that there's alot of strife,
But stick it through day to day.
People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?....
Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2013
What if we forget a few luxuries*** so we could afford to share and provide food to those hungry child ? Their tear make me feel sad ...
It is a long journey
Human Being and Being Human
Let us travel at least one step daily
To cover the distance
And help the ones in need.
Copyright © ashiq alam | Year Posted 2015
A beautiful caring dearest ever friend
Gentle heart in joyful kisses
Love me, never overbearing, patient
Quite remembering--so tender
Undisguised; very exquisite in words with zest!
Copyright © lena empino | Year Posted 2007
I plurm and glorp with every breath
My existence defies and deifies death
I splurp and glomph amongst your days
Indistinguishable from mud and haze
I slig and slorg, a dark breamy blaze
with unctuous vim I sleam through your days
and go about my large gorptious ways
Slimy, I slawl in shades of grey
leaving glossful drippings to mark my way
and make your life gang aft agley
as I spream and slorl in spurious ways
and glurm and gleep with hideous gaze
I sleam and glort in vorptious dark ways
‘Til you come undone
And my sporphing’s won!
My job’s complete – I’ve sprunked your flaze
My job is done, I’ve gronked your days!
Copyright © Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson | Year Posted 2006
Like a very sensitive flower that blossom in the garden once in a new moon, whenever you blossom, you let the whole world see the pulchritude of your nature, but if anyone touches you, you would close up because you were too sensitive to touch. No one knows the secrete of your permanent stay, but everyone would love to see you in the garden because of your distinguishing beauty. You are the desire of every man that sees you.
Precious in its sight is the eyes that sight you, and the heart that beats for you.
Diligence is the hands that grab you, and the arms that wrap you in the abode of its heart; to feel the breath of your love.
I can hear the whisper of your heart through your breath.
I can read the lyrics of your love song through your eyes.
Your heart sings for our love, and your eyes send the message across my heart.
Each time you catwalk, it reminds me of how the stars run to welcome the moon.
You are the rainbow that chases the rain away, and makes the rising sun laughs at the thick cloud.
You are the reason the moon smiles in darkness.
Your dazzling eyes make the stars to run with joy.
Your smiling face makes the moon to walk happily in the dark place.
You cute smile sounds like the gentle whisper of the night breeze that fills the heart with love song, and keeps the body cool, and makes the mouth ready to sing the song of a pleasant memory
Each time you come close to me, the sound of your breath tells me how much you want me.
When I stare at your eyes and they refuse to blink, it shows me how much you‘ve missed me.
Just from the way you hold me in your arms, I can tell how much you never wished me to leave you.
In your heart, I can sense the depth of your love whenever you hug me.
In your hands, I can feel how far you want me to go with you when you hold me.
In your lips, I can read your feelings when you kiss me.
In your eyes, I can still see how much you love me when you look at me.
You are the reason behind my silent cute smile.
I promise never to lose the rose while counting the flowers.
Copyright © Azuka Chinonso Igwegbe | Year Posted 2015
I met my best friend in first grade we would paint laugh and play some games.
As years pass we stayed the same playing hide in seek and a little tag
But one summer we drift apart meeting new friends it hurt my
She would pass me through the hall,but not even turn at all.I don't understand we were so close ,we would share our secrets and have each others back,there wasn't no lack.
She's moved on now and all I feel is our friendship was betrayed ,like it was nothing but lies and it sometimes make me wanna cry.
Best friends forever is what we say,but time has gone past and she's moved away,so to my friend I miss you everyday.
Copyright © Crystal Stewart | Year Posted 2014
“Boldness – If I choose to loiter in this day I will lose it, and tomorrow will be the same, and I will end up lamenting the lost days” -By Wayne Wyder.
I needed a person who would cook my [spoiled] goose when my train was about to derail and he would fix the shocks.
I needed a fellow who bothered to know that before the Italians could cover my feet I had cracked heels. I needed a fellow who will know the origin of all the scars on my body, I needed one who knew why I engaged the services of a bespoke tailor – that the main reason was because my body was shapeless at some point.
I needed a fellow who knew that “my brother is a reflection of me. I can’t fly if he is falling”. I needed the one who understood that when I was with him we were neither strangers nor club attendees, nor colleagues. I am saying I needed the one who knew that he is not my leader but my vein.
I needed the one who was willing to walk alongside me all the time.
I needed a fellow who lived beyond his feelings but knew that as a brother we would always carry each other’s microscopes in order to zoom our blood. I needed a fellow that knew that his emotions/feelings could not build both of us but could provide either of us with a tent.
I needed a fellow who had his pad when the other fellow was jettisoned by his own plane because he had allowed today to pose as yesterday forgetting that today cannot be tomorrow.
Yes, I mean I needed the one who also had a pad when the misnomer was introduced into the other fellow’s plane and fermented the other fellow’s gum trees thinking they were impressed trees. I mean the one who knew that we are both together in this and he allowed me to have his ear when we walked, I mean the one who knew to listen to reason.
Copyright © Sandile Mabaso | Year Posted 2015
I talk to producers
of books and
My tormented farm
life strayed my way
home and harsh
Today’s modern world
and mental tragedies
pressure, was pure
I find I was
everything I’d see
Never exposed to the
world most know
By turning on t.v
and watching a show
The day finally
came, I had to leave
To the hard tough
world, I felt so
This blanket of
Left me asking for
an angel to help
We need guidance for
our mental well
Let politicians and
Parents learn the
The book is a true
story all about me
Put into screenplay
for the world to see
By: Doris Anne
Copyright © Doris Beaulieu | Year Posted 2014