Friendship Ballad Poems | Examples
These Friendship Ballad poems are examples of Ballad poems about Friendship. These are the best examples of Ballad Friendship poems written by international poets.
I don't want your love
when lust is all i really need
to fill this void.
Inside of me
my heart beats but
its longing for something
more.
Theres a broken doll,
with broken needs, and
she's beging to be close
as close as a friend
I'll still pretend that
it's you I'm choking
so don't, don't be alarmed,
don't make a sound
when you find me feeding
Cause I don't have the time
to try to explain why your
heart keeps breaking
so, let's just pretend
that we can be friends
and that I'm not out here dying
for the things you believe
your hearts on my sleeve
I'm just out here dying
So don't be alarmed,
don't make a sound
I'm just out here dying
In a wake of fear right here, so unforgiving
and beautifully forgotten again.
I'll remember so you don't have to forget
my name again. so oblivious to all of
our pain.
so we shed our skins again. beloveds
in the next life Ill love you for a lifetime
But today ill stay right here on the dark side of rainbows
theres no telling where the pain goes
and some how we lost our faith
we blame it on the last time there's
no telling where the past dies
we tend to stay right here
lost in our perception with a veil of discretion
In a wake, a wave of fear it carries all the last
times there's no telling when the past died
so today, ill stay right here on the dark side of rainbows
just blowing where the wind goes
there's no shame, no fear right here on the dark side of rainbows
theirs no telling where the pain goes
"please don't let it runaway with me"
They love the leaves—the butterflies,
mulberry for their eggs,
a home and caterpillars' feast,
where adults rest their legs.
Their beauty drawn—the butterflies,
mulberry for their dance,
where beauty mirrors beauty well,
even with fleeting glance.
With weather harsh—the butterflies,
mulberry their shelter,
through chilling winds or blazing heat,
no flight helter-skelter.
When hunger strikes—the butterflies,
mulberry their nectar,
for food, for strength, for energy,
their nose, their detector.
For friendship’s call—the butterflies,
mulberry, their best friend,
in loyalty and harmony,
a bond that will not bend.
Author Dana Redricks
July 18, 2024
What is this feeling, what is this feeling that's come over me. One look at you my heart skips a beat. I get weak, I want to see you everyday of the week.
What is this feeling that's coming over me, something about you brings out the best in me. You're a friend that brings out the best in me.
You make me want to be a better me. A friendship like this comes once in a lifetime. Just know I will take with me all the memories. We're like ebony, and ivory, a symphony, in harmony.
Old Gertie was a gentleman’s lady
If she deemed to do anything, it would be shady
We followed her career and were shocked to see
The kinds of things she would do here, there and beyond the sea.
She was a dance hall girl, and a pirate queen.
The bawdy songs she sang were seen as obscene.
She carried a pistol, a sword, and a leather whip.
She made some cringe after they had made the trip
To meet Old Gertie who had a furiously crazy reputation.
In the thirties she was completely notorious across the nation.
Some church ladies came to reform her from Kentucky.
They ended up screaming in fear as they ran home said Lee.
Lee was Old Gertie’s advisor, another dance hall girl to boot.
Their friendship was known by the town, every mean old coot.
If you crossed one, you had to take on the other as well.
Old Gertie and Lee helped more than one guy back to hell.
What is a "gloatsmere"
one would ask as we thought
she created the term.
But she described it as fudgelling and
Positioning oneself to be seen as more
available.
We asked her use it in a phrase., so
she did.Waking at 4:00, she dressed
and went out to the dining area seeming busy
so that someone familiar would see her
and ask her to be current company. A word
to describe a mild friendship between
neighbors and like minded people..
Though one would seem
he was the weakest member
of the weight lifting team , due
to his size: he proved
to be one of
the most valuable member in
the absure feats that
defined him as best.
Because she saw seen as callipygian being
fudgelled severed her well
as she often meet friends who
liked feeling familiar to her.
In full consideration and with respect
of those who viewed her as pompous she
would often be mindful of culture by wearing attire
that celebrated the occasions and the day.
Done without any regard to the opinions
and thoughts of others.
Written by
Lambada Pagode
"the UnderStudy Gal"
No, sad-looking lady,
leave out you pathetic pity;
I left someone for your sake...
she had lips of honey:
wasn't it a big mistake?
Words that hurt aren't mine,
you shouted them too aloud,
taking my anger in stride;
I didn't really understand
the frantic behavior of a swine
that cried out, igniting the fire!
No, vengeful lady,
come to grips with reality;
hurting me is cruelty...
this feeling triggers more hostility!
No, vengeful lady...
I don't approve pf your insanity!
Words that hurt aren't mine,
an examine of conscience.
is needed on your part;
words that hurt aren't mine!
Get rid of pretense just once:
whatever you say is not smart!
Those words that hurt aren't mine,
they're dumb and out of line!
We were tight — we were thick as thieves
Only we didn’t quite know it then
Isn’t it true that a friend in need
Is your only kind of friend
And we band of brothers
Went marching through the streets
Ready to take that dirty old town by storm
And we band of brothers,
Whoever we did meet
Became unwitting belligerents in our war
In Pikersville —
We were small-time
But we had big ideas and big words
In Pikersville —
Strictly small-time
The chosen steer marked out from the herd
Now, a generation or more is passed
And we’ve reared up our own
To take up the Piker mantle, once again
To walk the casual hallways
In our glorious institutions
And glow like stars in a constellation of friends
And we band of brothers
Went marching through the streets
Ready to take that dirty old town by storm
And we band of brothers,
Whoever we did meet
Were drafted as belligerents in our war
Small town — small change — full of big ideas
Distant you seems glowy like moon
To see you in the June, i made up to the dune
Words became low spring well,
Really hard for me to stay dwell.
Smile expressed as a comma,
Revives me out of my mental coma,
Walks never grew old,
Wishing our hands to go fold.
Tempts me crazy not on lust
But on genuine love with no dust.
Shyness shattered my soul
Unable to cross the wall of foul.
Sweats made me to drizzle ,
And bodies too far to cuddle,
Sharing my deepest fears,
To tred away my coldest tears
Darling , I need you in every way,
Its so hard for me to sway,
The warmth i felt in your hands,
Is what i need even after our wedding bands.
In the shadows of the night,
When sorrow tries to take its might.
My friends are like shining beacons,
Erasing my pain and my demons.
With snorter and with cheer,
They chase away my every tear.
In the hostel, aloof from home,
Their absence makes me feel so alone.
They bring me joy and make me glad,
Their friendship a comfort I would never have.
With them by my side, I feel so free,
From all the sadness that used to be.
For a life should have friends so true,
Who make the darkest nights bright and new.
I am exalted to have them in my life,
Who make my heart free from all the strife.
Being with them, my world is bright,
And everything feels just right.
The Lone Ranger and Tonto
For years two loyal friends
Riding the range together
Fighting for justice's ends.
Kimo Sabe and his side kick
A Masked Man on his White Horse
And faithfully following along
That Brave Tonto of course.
Dead Mans Prairie
Not a branch of cover in sight
Three hundred hostile Redskins
Had crept up during the night.
You could hear their War cries
As they danced just out of range
Then came a sudden silence
Eerie, frightening and strange.
The odds were overwhelming
Chance of survival nil
The Lone Ranger sighed
Accepting the bitter pill.
This is it old companion
We've no chance if they attack.
But Old Tonto wasn't listening
He was on his horse's back
Heading for the tribes
In a survival race
Yelling over his shoulder
Who you talking to, Paleface.
True
Love
Stories
She said ts d beginning of love affairs
And a sill the bond
Of friendship
Real friends saw through
And conquered
And a staff of model was given to them for history's sake
True love story
True
Love
Stories
She said ts d beginning of love affairs
And a sill the bond
Of friendship
Real friends saw through
And conquered
And a staff of model was given to them for history's sake
True love story
Say so.ething nice
or say know thing at
all!
Speak when ; your spoken
to!
Shut up!
Shut your damn mouth!
What your mad huh,
I know you ain't mad
You can't be!
Get paid for doing nothing,
He'll I did all the work!
You stupid?
Are you Stupid?
I had to tell you what to
do too many times
For you to be anything
Else but stupid!
Tell you want it is!
You're dumb, try'na be
Stupid!
Be yourself and
Everything will be
Alright!
Excepts from "Be Yourself"
Ain't nothing but palm ash and
Lavender Bouis! Ain't the soap
Fragrant!
Hau the Bouis?
Hau the Bouis?
Wrath shortening my breath, tendering my pulse
Her, walking across the class to kiss the friend I lost
Shame on him, to give up my trust for the one I love
Back to the good old days, I and her on the hills
Forgetting our meal, no hunger to feel
Spending time together being the only thing right
A best friend that I used to have, known all secrets that I had
Fell for the one I pleaded to God and She for him to clot my blood
Betraying my love that I spent everything in life to craft
Taking me for grant, my friend gave everything to the lost love
Forgetting the oath for our friendship to last
Believing, like I did, she will last till the world’s blast
But, to repeat the history of my sorrow and misery
She left my friend without feeling sorry
To live her life, with someone who can give a golden penny!