Best Platonic Poems
Sometimes extraordinary earthquakes radically rearrange the landscape
Sometimes continents collide, violently vying for the same space
Sometimes the savanna becomes a mountain range dividing two valleys
Sometimes your two best friends are a girl and a guy
she likes him
you like her
Sometimes the savanna becomes a mountain range dividing two valleys
sometimes you wander into a romance novel
not ready for
a love triangle
Sometimes continents collide, violently vying for the same space
sometimes relationships shift and you realize
you are not
the best man
Sometimes extraordinary earthquakes radically rearrange the landscape
sometimes your two best friends get married
and you need
new best friends
love with love flirts
feel bliss spurting
exert no more
True love never dies
Loyal souls never change
Don’t distort the beauty of fairytales
Don’t blame it on life
Don’t blame it on you
Don’t fake your heart
‘Cause I won't do
Thought you were my angel
So I gave you my wings
Now you're ready to fly?
I whined hey wait
But you're hailing goodbye
I offered you a platonic love
A virgin, a pure an innocent love
I said babe sex got nothing on me
Clog your ears believe what you see
They only gossip about me
They can't be you and they won't own me
But you were disgusted with the taste of my kiss
That’s why I hated the scent of my lips
You know… I spent my youth buying time for you
Guess I’ll spend my sunsets waiting here for you
Even though I’m wide aware
That time and tide wait for no man
But I’m prepared to make an exception
‘Cause our romance was perfection
And I’ll rebirth its dead sensation
A woman friend, of gorgeous pulchritude,
presents a man with an experience
of nervous, elated, erotic mood:—
to him it's a most welcomed "hinderance."
A guy friend of strong, chiseled, sexy good looks,
makes a woman self-conscious and confused,
when reading, "Fifty Shades of Grey," (soft-**** books)
and thinking of him while fully aroused.
They both may think of the possibilities,
and then wonder: "What can it hurt...if we cross
that line?" But is it worth the realities,
the risks, and the very real, potential loss
of a friendship? Best friends may be real fine,
but is it worth a hay roll (on Cloud Nine)?
The bonding of trust
to a friend without desires
someone to turn to
emotion free yet sincere,
two logical minds at peace
© Harry J Horsman 2014
Smiling and laughing,
It’s about the best thing around.
Keeping each other company,
Cause there’s nothing better to do in this town.
Sitting here waiting,
Until you leave.
Coming up quick..
Let’s just run away from it.
A depressing face I make,
When the last day comes.
I don’t want to upset you..
But now who will battle me with my thumbs?
Out creeps a smile,
Just as I was hoping
Nobody will miss you like me
I’ll have a hard time coping.
Watch you as I leave to go home
Remembering the last thing I said,
"Bye, Noah."
And in a blink you’re gone.
Barely keep in touch..
Watching our friendship slowly expire and slip away.
Feeling almost empty,
Now that you can’t stay.
Haven’t seen your face in so long
A big mistake that was
My assumption was wrong
Get a call and you’ve been hurt
Pull over and take it in
He says you’re okay but I’m still on high alert.
Next thing I know, you’re back at home.
But, soon worry fills the air..
I press the call button
Then boom, you’re there.
Feel like I could cry.
Seeing your face,
Hearing your voice,
It’s been such a long time...
Smiling and laughing,
It’s about the best thing around.
Keeping each other company,
Cause there’s nothing better to do in this town.
Platonic Relationships
Look at the 1st quarter moon of the 7th
Day of the 7th month in the naked sky.
Japan celebrating Tanabata festival
There! The two stars Vega and Altair
Vega neglecting her weaving and
Altair allowed the cows to stray.
Dereliction in the case infuriated their King
Vega and Altair separated by the Milky Way
Vega succeeded in arousing the sympathy
Was allowed to meet Altair once in a year
Provided no rain on the eve of seventh
To unite in the milky way-Scorpion region
On the bank of Amanogawa river.
Blinded by love like the stars Vega and Altair
In the Bard Kalidas’s epic poem Meghdootam.
So did lovelorn Yaksha in his duties to Kubera.
Dereliction in each case infuriated the kings.
Vega and Altair separated by the Milky Way
Yaksha expurgated by separation for a year.
From Alkapuri in the Himalayas to Ramgiri.
Prospero proved wiser expiating Ferdinand
By his log bearing as ‘trials of thy love’.
Reducing Miranda as ‘rich gift’ or ‘acquisition’
Forever as compensation to Ferdinand’s pains?
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Date 3-1-14
Dr. Ram Mehta
First Place Win in
Contest: Appreciate Platonic Relationship by Poet Undertaker
Explanations of foreign words in the poem:
Japanese “Tana” means a shelf in English and “bata” is a transformation of “hata” which
means a loom
"weaving with the loom (bata) placed on the shelf (tana)",
One popular Tanabata custom is to write one's wishes on a piece of paper, and hang that
piece of paper on a specially erected bamboo tree, in the hope that the wishes become true.
According to a Chinese legend, the two stars Altair and Vega,
Yakshas : name of the Kubera’s servant
Meghdootam: Megh (rainy clouds and Dootam means messenger)An epic poem written in
Sanskrit in the year 400 A.D. by the great Indian Bard Kalidas – meaning cloud messenger
Ramgiri ; a hill near Nagpur in Central India
Alka: the name of the city in Himalayan region also known as Alkapuri
Kubera: the God of Wealth in the Hindu mythology
the Amanogawa (River of Heaven),
It is self tormenting
and arguably a case of poetic voyeurism
I do not like muses
I like them closer than that
no definition, just being there
the style, the perfume
and art of a persona
sitting next to me, talking
while I, for a brief span of a second
close my eyes and reopen
in an intellectual daze
And the more i keep this feeling inside
The days pass
And im afraid you’re changing
Changing to something I didn’t know before.
If that happens, what am I going to do with this feeling?
Throw it away, like it was nothing?
But if I don’t wait,
And tell you now
Will you understand?
What will you do?
You’re getting distant
More, and more distant, every day
I feel like one day you’ll be gone.
If that happens, what am I going to do with this feeling?
Throw it away, like I was nothing?
But, the most terrifying thing is
If I say something, will you stay?
Or your journey says you need to go away?
I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do to make you stay.
And everything I can do is…
See you go away…
Oh, my Lord
Please keep him safe.
It’s all I can do,
It’s all I can pray
Please, don’t leave his side
And be with him until the end
Warmth and understanding,
With nothing to assume,
Gentle like her yoga,
Dark eyes were shining too.
Disturbing my indifference,
She moved into the room
With understated presence,
And saturated mood.
She didn’t disregard me, but
Her walls were never down,
The wolves that she kept waiting
Always were around.
It’s better left platonic,
Precious, sacred piece of ground.
There are times in the silence of the night that my mind wonders there
There, in that place that was long ago
Where intertwined youthful bodies lay in a mess of immaturity and overdosed in-love
Wasted in pleasure and toxic lust
The candles flickered as our breathing hastened, fervent hands explored
You pulled me in, I bit your lip
I quivered, as you shivered
Exhilaration in our veins
And when the energy is spent
We're in an even bigger mess of immaturity and overdosed in-love
Wasted in pleasure toxic lust
My platonic, lover-boy
She was my soulmate, and i her writer
Soft as honey, she was the glue that kept us together.
Despite how much we tried to escape our vice,
We continued gliding on that thin, blue ice.
But thankfully for us, we were soft as a feather,
And that sweet honey, she kept us together.
For no matter how far we strayed
We knew one thing would always remain.
For like kindred hearts
And birds of a feather
As soulmates, we were meant to be together.
All our lives you and I have been our own best friends,
Giving ourselves to others, recreating tragic ends.
A decade pasts, they’ve come and gone, I’m done with all their lies,
Good fortune in my life, it seems, evades me in disguise.
We reconnect. What do we find? The pieces of a whole,
Platonic mirrors reflecting back to us a single soul.
Though in the past we’d jump right in, we take our time in stride,
We know we’ve got the years ahead, I give you that with pride.
For we both know – we’ve loved and lost – how precious life can be,
How every moment soon will pass; I must be true to me.
And so we take decisive steps, there isn’t time to waste,
Though time enough to introspect, it’s careless to make haste.
Deus ex machina you are the life that fills a dream,
You invoke admiration even from the seraphim.
For who could make so kind a soul? The Father of us all.
A blessing now He sends to me, I’ll answer to His call.
So, no more shall we play the game, nor settle once again,
It’s simply time to enjoy life beside a unique friend.
I never knew growing together could bond us for life
For as long as I can remember you were my life
When everyone wanted to push me down you picked me up
No matter how long we go without words it's like time is non existent
I cannot count the number of times I thought about you
I began to think you forgot about me
Everyone does at some point
The battles of spelling tests to school bullies to being torn from eachother
We fought together and I hope we always will
I believe I loved you and for all I know I still do but I need time to learn to love another
We have the history of course and I know that you're probably the one
We walked down the isle once as kids
Perhaps one day it'll happen again but when we're older
Just like our mothers hoped
Every birthday and trauma, you were there but now I need to make new memories and keep you as a friend
I still tell you more than I tell even my friends closest to me
Because low and behold I can't and won't stop loving you
You are my bestfriend and I never want to be apart
But until I find out if I'm loved in return by someone new
I cannot go back to you
Platonic Spirituality
by Lori Maria Walton
Waves splash upon my mind
Desires flee away with molecular miles
Creating a peace of platonic vastness
For only One can satisfy
That is you, above earthly matters,
The One worthy of an early morning kiss
The One whose love never ends
Who never tires of hearing me call
How shall I begin my day
Without crying to you for help
Without asking for your mercy
And waiting for your loving arms to surround
Where shall I go on this earth
Without seeing your might and wonder
Without feeling your compelling love
Requesting that I join your family
Others may disappoint
But your love is never ending
New each morning
And always anticipating my response
Gift upon gifts enter my eyes
Leaving me with nothing to want
You bring me the flower
The dove and the child
To comfort my eyes, soothe my parched tongue
And keep my ears at peace
Among the chaos of the social realm
Where will I find such a love?