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...

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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...

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The Raven and the Coyote
 
The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the sitting Coyote on the mountain ridge. The Coyote was the trickster, he should be dancing and creating havoc. He sat watching the raising moon since early dust. The piercing eyes of the Raven watched the subdued Coyote with great interest....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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‘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...

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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...

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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)...

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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...

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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...

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 • 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 ...

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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)...

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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...

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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....

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