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ABC Friendship Poems | ABC Poems About Friendship

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The Perfect Friend

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

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Battle of the words

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

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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

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Being a twin

     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

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hiden star

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

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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

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Copyright © Olufemi Oloye | Year Posted 2016

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The Vent

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
Simply put 
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

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Dear Friend

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

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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,
an lullaby's.
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,
on television.
The real world speaks,
In harmony,
with sympathy.
In sync,
with missing links.
with no one left,
confining itself.
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.
Rendered thoughts,
an vivid souls,
traveling the distance,
of unfinished goals.
The beated Drum,
when no one comes.
The Mother-Land Cries,
there no denying...
The tears,
I hear,
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.
Yet, Un-Cut,
an bold.
By: Shi Ricks 
@ copyright.

Copyright © SHI RICKS | Year Posted 2014

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Best Friends

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

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In this season of red and white
I wish I could express myself without anybody asking me why
Even when I can't deliver flowers at your door
Nor tag your names to the roses
I wish I could say my words
Without been hurt by the swords. 

Wish I could hold your hands and say it all
Or hold you close and whisper in your ears
All I've kept back for years
Wanted to speak but held back by my fear
Now I'm choking and can no longer bear

Wish I Could lay and make you feel my beats
And tell you I've got words unspoken
Wish I could tell you that I'm a friend that's proven
We don't have to be in same coven
But you need to hear those words unspoken

Still wish I could find a mother in a friend like you
Or a sister more closer in June 
Or nurse tu cure me of my flu
I just wish it is you
And no one else aside you

Can I lay my head on you without paying a rent
Can I move close to smell your neck
Or just lay on your laps a while just for a rest
Just to feel like a bird in its nest
Don't worry I won't get to do the next
I'll be calm and you'll never vex

Wish I could hug you and tell you what it means to be a friend
May be lift you up to show you how much I miss my friend
Or just a mild kiss to tell you I like you till no end
The road may be long but I'll be with you at every bend

May be when you look into my eyes, you could tell what's within
May be my beats you could interpret
At last my trapped breath you can help me release
Bother not your mind and try not predict
All I need you do is just believe 

Beautiful friend from a far distance
I blame the world that puts us in this stance
Fulfilling all my wishes it has failed to enhance
It hurts each time it hits my remembrance
What I adore most is my acceptance
I've come to like you and I need no repentance

Dear loving beautiful friend from a distance
I've found no matchable case to use as an instance
For all others can't match with your fragrance. 
You're full but without arrogance
Even far across the bother you still grace my remembrance

Let my words reach out to you
Let it cushion whatever you lay on
My wishes I cast to the air like a spell
Let it reach you like a wide spread blanket
Laying so gently and swiftly on you
Keeping you warm for the nite and beyond
As you lay to rest and dream along
This is coming from a friend
In whose heart you belong


Copyright © Olufemi Oloye | Year Posted 2017

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Never in a million years

Never in a million years would i have thought 
this to be,
my bestfriend, companion, and so special
to me.
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...

By:Devin Frost

Copyright © Devin frost | Year Posted 2013

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“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

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When someone tries to Ignore you,
Or anyone come to bore you,
And no one wants to assure you, 
That he/she has sympathy for you,
Stand up there for a while,
Please weep not but have a "Smile".
The time when u r hurt by someone, 
You have no joy or cheer or fun, 
And u feel as if u have no moon or sun,
One thing will make u reconcile,
Please weep not but have a "Smile".
If a friend has wrongly blamed you,
Or out of malice he/she named you,
And for his/her joke he/she aimed at you
In big gathering he/she ashamed you,
Befriend him/her not And close his file,
Please weep not but have a "Smile".
If your heart is broken u r about to cry,
You want to quit this world and die,
You have no means for pleasure to buy,
Though it may be difficult
But try to leave all sorrow behind few miles,
Please weep not but have a "Smile".
If not a single thing you owe and 
Your income and grads r very low,
The speed of having is slow instead of losing
Let hope grow in those moments that are fragile,
Please weep not but have a "Smile."

Copyright © Aneela Awan | Year Posted 2008

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My Friend

My FriEnD....

Far across the world,
wherever iam,
my soul she could hear,
the darkness in my life,
she made it bright,
Far across my heart,
wherever iam
she's ther My FRIEND....

                  fairooz jahan

Copyright © fairooz jahan | Year Posted 2015

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A simple prayer for Mann

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

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Value Of Friendship

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

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A True Friend

One day a lucky star dropped on the earth,
And asked me what do you want?
Atrue friend or a million dollars,
Or either of the none?

I said a million dollars would I take,
For a nice future for me to make,
As I already have you-
Who forever did my happiness sew.

He is one of my friends I am lucky to get-
To lend his helping hand he is never too late;
He is the one I can never hate-
He is my buddy since my childhood days.

I wish I have you for the rest of the life;
Let our friendship go more ripe;
When we rest in peace let's do together--
And wish we be like this ,times and after.

Its for sure 
He will shine
As the best 
Amongst the nine!!! 

Copyright © Sonnet Mondal World Poet | Year Posted 2008

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MidNight Wishes

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

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We live to love, and love to hate;

We keep the ones, we think who rate;

To bannish the bad, you see we must;

And hold in our hearts all those we trust;

Through thick and thin, to split we will never;

Good friends like us will remain "Forever".

Copyright © Brian Johnson | Year Posted 2015

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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

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unexpected friendship

The day we meet was kinda strange,
With a simply hey, 
Fun filled the drain.
Things can fastly change.
An a friendship develops 
Time spent  here an there.
Through out the days 
Deep conversations 
And random weird sayings
That Make no since,i
But we laughed anyways
Helping out one another for no reason
Just keeping things going...
Meeting up becomes a daily,
Why this I have no clue,
But I wonder if you do...
Is it right or is it wrong 
I dnt know what this will 
    turn into...
That's just something that 
Crosses my mind...
An keeps me guessing. 
All the time..

Copyright © Chelsey D Moore | Year Posted 2015

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I Miss Home

I miss my place,
My place I called home,
Once is in the past,

For me to spread my wings,
And begin to grow,
My friends and family,
I will not forget,
For they love me,

I won't regret,
The singing,
The hanging out,
Ones who also gave me junk,

Everyone has a place in my heart,
I just hope they don't forget who i am,
Or who they are,

Remembering the old times,
Missing my old home,
Never forget a helping hand up,
From my closest friends,

I will always miss my home,
The one in the past,
But I hope no one is mad at me,
Or think I took things to fast,

I followed my heart,
To a new home to start,
But never I wont forget,
My friends,

My family,
Or my old home....

Copyright © Tera Brown | Year Posted 2016

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To have a friend in you
There isn't a thing I wouldn't do.
No matter how high the tides were
You are my anchor,my guide to sail through.

We have seen the laughter and tears 
We have been through ups and downs 
Our success and our failures we shared
Helped each other to build lives together 

Tomorrow distance may keep us apart 
However our friendship will last forever 
All these years of friendship with you
I cherish with joy,laughter and positivity.

My life is wonderful with friend like you
All I can say to you is,
Thankyou for your love,commitment and companionship.

Copyright © bandana basnett | Year Posted 2016

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Midnight Skies

Midnight Cries 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

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Never Thought It Would Happen

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

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Wonderful Friend

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!

By: lena

Copyright © lena Emp | Year Posted 2007

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I Needed


 “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

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Cinder Boy

An ember sparkled will softly grow,
and fed by fuel,will grow and grow.
I once was cinder,sparkled by you,
first timid...till the flames then grew.

And so our start was touch of dawn,
with amber hue,for I was drawn 
to eyes so welcoming and warm
I never guessed you'd do me harm.

Like morning glory,love in June
the rapture of mid-afternoon,
romance of which the ancients wrote,
our passion had no antidote.

And with the dust,though scarlet tinged,
our love began to come unhinged,
for clouds arrived,which filled your eyes, 
extinguishing bright twilight skies.

With cold of night came shadows' pall,
and I could not tear down your wall. 
By midnight's hour,the fire was dead. 
Mere ashes smoldered in it's stead.

You left,and should you reappear, 
I've vowed to shun you,Now I fear 
the very thing for which I yearn
one touch...and then again to burn.


Copyright © Mohammad A Jameel | Year Posted 2015