Best Befriend Poems
I have a dearest sweet friend
my love and gratitude to her of no end
She is of great beauty and deep truth
to send me her Love in a gift of youth
How would I conceive my very age
When deep inside young in every stage.
I have a dearest sweet friend
my love and gratitude to her of no end
A tethered soul of depth and harmony
with gifts of compassion and fervency
How would my soul age with time
when the finest of her words in my heart rhyme.
I have a dearest sweet friend
my love and gratitude to her of no end
Music in her roots and in her veins
a winged mind, an entranced soul that never wanes
How would souls shrink and wrinkle
when in dark times, her stars wink and twinkle.
I have a dearest sweet friend
my love and gratitude to her of no end
A seeker of Light, a solid spirit, a time traveler
a poetess of grandeur, a human nature of calibre.
How would I in humble words render pure an emotion
to a lady I’m honoured to befriend and ink my recognition.
To my dearest friend, Maria Williams
Dearest Maria, these are but so humble words disabled in the presence of a great Lady, a beautiful mind and a tender heart..
Deeply grateful for ever lending a huge compassionate heart.. allowing your insight to connect and flow its Light.. spreading the scent of your generosity to let other souls inhale beauty, health, wealth and growth...
Thank you so much for your Love and gift of youth.
Allowing my shady daydream with me
to fond memories in every sweet second
from plain staring at the weakness palm
to strong ankles in chasing dreams
like
a dawn expelled by the warm ray of the sun
so fast
before i could reach
lingering nostalgia
to smell the coolest dew
soon comes nightfall to seduce
the jealous
and to praise
their beauty
as fast as a blink of an eye
second chases minute
everything passes
and changes
my willpower
to knit a sweet friendship
with this life
though the clouds in the sky accelerate
I’ll hang my feelings right on the sky
so that I can enjoy
the serenity
while the seasons keep changing
deciduous shade changes
I’ll leave my ears
on twigs and leaves
so that I can enjoy
their melodies
till
reluctant to say hello
as long as the earth is warmed by the sun
and the moon envelopes the night
I will keep sharing
My love
because I realize
those whom I love
and
those who love me
step by step
will
leave
or
one day
I will leave them all
for a life hides thousands of ravine riddles
invites curiosity
and leaves questions without answers
Befriend with life.
~(c) Sukmawati Komala~
04 June 2013
Have you—the uncounted colorless—truly crowned on us?
You seem to grin triumphantly from your fake castle.
But wait!
We won’t count on your temporary winning.
Life has trained us to befriend enemies:
Cancer, Chicken Fox, Small Fox, Chikungunya, Ebola,
Influenza, Malaria, Rubella, Roseola, SARS, HIV,
You name it…and Corona is of no difference!
Playing with fright, you’re so contagious, but have forgotten
that fears are so contingent, and reliantly expedient,
when tamed with patience and intelligence
to befriend you with diligence:
And you, the new paralyzed friend,
are never now making us threatened.
So, stop there, and let’s just be friends.
(Andreas Akun, 19 August 2020)
I speak death,
He speaks death,
She speaks death,
They speak it too,
Loud and clear, mute and sheer, it speaks us too
Tell me of the mark it left in your heart
Tell me of the sound it made that night,
The words it forced out of their mouths,
Tell me of the tears it jerked out of their eyes.
No heart of steel can break out of its chains,
No mastermind can outsmart its moves,
For death is the core of the deepest wounds,
The criminal fate we can never remove
So befriend death,
Not all kinds of misery enjoys solitude
So befriend death,
Take it quietly to the side, ask it to take you too,
And befriend death,
Let it win you over, there isn’t anything worth it,
When you befriend death,
It’ll show you places, you’ve never heard of…
Befriend death – the world won’t give you better than what it’s got to offer
I’ll befriend death, take it, let it take me, light on, light off-
Friends.
‘Tis a tingle at the tips of thy lips where I shall plant a kiss,_
then slightly lick the curves and slopes of their mounds to partake _
of the taste of treachery that lingers with thee still.
Allow me to brush mine ears across the thoughts of thine mind to perceive the envy ‘twas present all this time.
Embrace me as I embrace thee endearingly in mine arms. Hold me tightly mine longtime friend. Let me inhale the girth of thee and to behold the winds afoul! Harsh, sulfuric humiliating hints of hatred and disdain. Those that envelopes thy very being, encompasses thy frame_ blow the breeze of ill repute. An odor I once would argue upon and tirelessly dispute.
How be it, that thee cometh unto me as mine friend? Whereby thee_
drinketh mine wine, lavish mine liquors, and upon mine food ye dine.
Yet ye stir the depths of mine soul undivine to devour the very heart_
of me for thy personal selfishness and greed. O woe to Ye, that taketh unto_
thyself all that I possess: the lowly and the best, thus remains my mortal_
coil in spiritual unrest. Hark! This unwarranted union has run amok, bearing no merit and no meed!
Doth not I matter in the course of life among the living? Hath mine breath_
blown in vain such as the likes of one never to be known again? What say ye of mine works, and toil I have bore unto thee in willful pain; and, toward the true liberty of hope and faith of a lifelong friend to gain.
In truth, the thought of us today in this profane present time bears the horror of its’ heinous humor. For I laugh not into the path of peril nor do I stand before thee as one proud. In my somber state of dismay, I am bewildered and grieved to no relief. Mine eyes shine gray as grief to know that mine friends are close but mine enemies are closer.
Now to be an unwilful acknowledgment, or better still an undeniable belief.
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Life only means life
when sorrow is sturdily liberated
from a fearful heart.
Yet the strongest heart valiantly beats
when life frees life
into liberated sadness,
not to fearlessly beat but
befriend sorrow.
(March 2019)
This spirit bared to your view
My thoughts....
Dressed only in their own sincerity
A love....
Exposed entirely by true feelings
Innocence raped....
Peeled away from this stripped mind
Sensitivity....
Ripped to its last lonely thread
My heart....
Clothed only in wishful longing throbs
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Never believe time is straight
Then time you will never hate
Control your time with all your might
Keep time well within your sight
Time is a shadow of mist
Filling our souls with lies
It’s March we cannot resist
Fight back and utilise
Time our enemy or our friend
Don’t ignore it, it will be your end
Time our friend will make you free
Unlock life’s secrets and be happy
Mess with time it will drive you crazy
Time will make you sad and lazy
Befriended time in your life
Your life will be without any strife
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Are you the hero
of a recurring dream
Or the victim
of a life undone
Are you the ambassador
for all you esteem
Or a fugitive
—a soul on the run
Are you a real friend
beyond trial and strife
Whose allegiance
now stalwart defends
Are you the true master
of all your desires
Or the ghost
—of what sleep can’t befriend
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
• Such a charming fellow
• With eyes a vibrant yellow
• He'll stare you down
• Often with a frown
• Befriend him and you'll see he's quite mellow
i recently befriended
her
and that might have been one of my biggest mistakes
because now i see why she's so great
and i realize now why you chose her
and i can't help but feel even sadder
Squirrels befriended a soft-spoken kind ladybug faerie
She was thrilled with their oak tree which was incredibly airy
She asked if she could invite her friends Berry, Gerry, Terry and Larry
The squirrels enjoyed them so much they let her also invite her pal Mary.
death came from rattle snakes
build a fort just to dig his grave
air became thinner inside
with every single inhale
mesmerised by the good feeling
his obscured vision of love
couldn't differ between words or places
memories that still haunt him at dawn
one common bite and 100 different faces
excruciating pain and smile on their faces
black dahlia flourished in my rose garden
my eyes rained, someone punctured the cloud
scandals that can ruin lives, lies that can take lives
a friend is not a friend of yours
beware of those snakes
who befriend you and kill your soul
If you live your life correctly,
death walks close by your side
To constantly remind you,
that time’s not on your side
Your choice on how to handle,
to ignore or then befriend
Will change your life completely
—as each day begins again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Cheerios got haughty when she saw who had arrived.
Those stupid Fruit Loops will not keep anyone alive.
She whispered to her neighbor but no one whispered back.
That’s when she noticed she is on the end of the cereal track.
Fruit Loops tried to make conversation, but Cheerios is stuck up.
Keeping her coupons so high, they could not come down with a pup.
Fruit Loops thought she was hard of hearing and tried harder now.
Cheerios stuck wax in her ears, she felt no kinship or wow.
Don’t even try it another box of Fruit Loops said to the new box.
She has always been haughty, she thinks she’s a chic fox.
Fruit Loops did not have to worry for long, she was soon gone.
Taken off the shelf by a boy and his daddy and mom.