Friendship Poems | Best Poems About True Friendship

In gardens where the wild winds roam,? Marlaina walks, and love comes home.? Each step she takes, the blossoms rise—? Their colours borrowed from her eyes. She lingers where Gerber Daisies grow,? With petals soft as evening’s glow.? They blush in pinks and fiery gold,? As if they know the hands that hold? Their fragile stems are warm with fire—? A gardener, yes—but so...

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The table’s set, the cards are stacked,? Coffee is ready, out come the snacks.? Allana grins, that knowing look—? She’s got Phase 1 like it’s a book. We start out slow, just laying sets,? But soon the room is full of bets: ?“Will she skip me?” “Who's on Phase 3?”? The drama builds deliciously. A run of four, a colour sweep,? Wild cards hoarded,...

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Times are tough, but know I’m here, Your forever friend, my love, my dear. When skies turn gray and shadows fall, I’ll be your light, make me your first call. No matter the storm, please don’t be afraid, I’ll always be here it’s the friendship we’ve made. The pain in your heart is quite overwhelming, My friend, my dear, I’ll be here...

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We talk like always—deep and wide,? Of everything, and what's inside.? You know my soul, I know your face, ?Every silence, every grace. But there’s a line we never cross, ?Drawn soft in sand, but heavy with loss.? A whisper hung between each laugh,? A truth we only feel by half. I see it in the way you pause,? In hands that shake without...

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.Sadly the heart does not reflect or soften with age it sets fire to the flame and burns the memory of a page indifference without empathy sleeps without its sage. No heart is pure, nor thought is true. ...

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whisky cheeked laughter carved in oak timber rafters memories long past whisky cheeked laughter carved into rafters thrown away worries curled up at the hearth brimming gold glasses ring echoes of love The fallen we cherished who now wait above (The Haiku is part of a much longer poem Which I have included a verse here (not...

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Life feels hard at times, pain and suffering, Love seems to be the only comforting. Fear of loss and being unwanted, Anxiety kicks in and life becomes daunting. Questions asked to hopefully lessen the pain, Sometimes feels like nothing gained. Answers aren’t always what you hope to be, Crossing your fingers with hope to see. Love can be a struggle when timing is...

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All that remains of our love is a faded Polaroid, a carton of cigarettes, and two cases of beer. I'll forget you soon, but for now, I'm cracking open another one— let's hope these memories blur!...

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You were picked straight from the stem— a fruit fresh atop the bowl of offerings, something that must be fleece laid over blade. Not taken, but accepted. Not bitten, but cradled. And still, I would let you be the spiked fruit between my teeth— If you asked. If not to taste your sweet, then to feel your sting against my tongue. Pain can be a kind of...

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I witnessed your eyes and I Wrote a poem. Immediately When I got back home. 5 or 6 years ago From now this was? Cause at the time I felt like this Kind of blue... God... it Would save me. It wasn't true but you Did Help me to save myself. And our lifelines entangled and missed One another. Over and over. Arrows Misguided. ...

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looking back to when I was a lad They said times were hard, They said things were bad. Picking up tatties, the pulling of peas Coming back home with scratched grimy knees. Screwing the Beetroot, yes that is right Removing the tops from morning till night. You couldn't cut the tops off, that made them bleed Keeping your eye out for the...

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My friend is the ocean, waters that glide, Rustling my footsteps and tousling my hair; Many the times that we walked side by side, A spark and forever, joined as a pair. Always a cloud there lay over its play, Dappled the sunlight that fell on my face; Heaving, its waters had something to say; Twilight with meteors it took for the...

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Tell me your secrets, I’ll tell you mine. Don’t tell me lies, We’ll get along fine. The past is behind us, The present is now. That we can be friends Is amusing somehow. So tell her your secret And tell her your lie. What she doesn’t know Is the road to goodbye. ...

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Your smiles frozen over, and you stand tall above the water like an iceberg, so tall and elegant in your presentation. But surface-level trickery can’t fool or satiate my scuba diver curiosity. I see through your poorly constructed ruse. I prep my gear, dive deep into your ocean, and discover that underneath the surface-level beauty lies dormant a bummock of cuts and bruises. The true nature of things, the true nature...

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Never had I heard a flutter so clear! nor more distinct than the settle of midnight wings; Soft gray wings spreading, fanning coming to gentle fold, soon to follow, a nightingale's song, ...

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