Cute Best Friend Poems | Examples

These Cute Best Friend poems are examples of Best Friend poems about Cute. These are the best examples of Best Friend Cute poems written by international poets.


Premium Memberreeeeach fer'it

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                    and put yer 
           rhyme'n         down
                        thinks 
                       cowgirl
              yer 'bout tuh git
             lasso'd      (giddy up'did)
                        rode 
             all'luhway home

                 if'n its okay 
                         wit
                         you eve
         
                              
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Premium MemberMore Than A Soft Toy

with AI chat toys
my children sparkle with glee
engaging with droids—
their toys become soulful friends
for exploring the future

With voice-box removed
the alien falls silent,
just fabric and fluff—
they are just soft toys again
enjoying laugh cuddle games

mute toys tell the truth
imagination rekindles
in talking one-way
in imaginary chat
not in scripted fake chatter

would you place your trust—
in this beast in sheep's clothing
to mind and amuse,
to babysit with your child
with lessons from aliens

Premium MemberMeet Oreo

This is Oreo
Joined our family not too long ago
He is 12 weeks
Already become a member
With all his little antics
I wonder 
Jumping, racing and playing
Following me about
Getting under my feet
Taken my heart already
He beautiful playful little kid
Lol
What can I say hes moved in already
I find myself buying him lovely little toys
Hurrying home just to be with him
I have given him several names
Professor Theodore Oreo the biscuit esquire 
I love you Oreo

Premium MemberLoving Little Beautiful Bunny

"Easter is on the way. Cute and soft bunnies are what little kids are dreaming about." Quote By Poet
My best friend is my honey bunny, oh how we love to eat a pot of honey. On a bright day that is sunny, we will laugh until we have a full tummy. You are so fun and cute, even when we eat our fresh fruit. For Easter I will dress you in a suit, then to church we will be en route.

Premium MemberOne Faithful Friend



Tiny pink flower, so alone, 
In verdant fields, how you've grown. 
                   No hands to nourish, none to tend,
We all long for one faithful friend.

Just a single cloud in the sky, 
Waiting for a mate to float by. 
                   Grey rain gathered by sighing wind,
We all long for one faithful friend. 

Brown pup struggles to thrive, to live, 
All others lost, has love to give, 
             Must find that One's torn heart to mend.
We all long for one faithful friend. 

She sat, lonely, while crowds rushed through. 
Young hearts break so easily too.
              Cold, wet nose, she looked down, grinned!
We all long for one faithful friend!


Premium MemberA Most Generous Gift

A Most Generous Gift They receive our love as it is purely intended They offer their love and give our spirits a lift They'll stay close when our hearts need to be mended Our dogs are nature's most generous gift

Premium MemberA Shared Sweet Tooth

The playful nature of love
need not be always a scheduled 
match, something to be said for the
spontaneity of butterfly kisses, 
fluttering lips and tip-toeing
fingertips, as a child approaches
a cookie-jar at midnight, the
cat-like hurtle of stool and
counter, a cupboard with bells
and whistles, the Cookie Master
having had fond insight, a shared
sweet-tooth of a game….

Premium MemberTouch

The soft touch, lays across my hand
Soothing melody plays across my skin
Tempo of my heartbeat increases the breath quickens 
The softness of my soul takes hold
Left to unfold, to the soft touch that lays across my hand

Premium MemberThe Girl I Love

In one look she packed a volume of desires,
in one simple smile she had lifetime of dreams,
in love she would surge a passion of fires,
she sang like birds amidst the lilting of streams,
Gods watched her closely, imitated her style,
heaven is a better place, thanks to her smile!


1st placement
written 19/09/2023
11 syllables each line
6 lines
Line Gauthier sponsored 
Bite size poetry contest 72

Premium MemberSpotty and Goldy

Weekend in the countryside,
a way from the noise to hide.
Somewhere to breath the air,
I'm glad I was there.

In the middle of the night
with the silence, with no light,
you can listen to a dog barking
with all the the stars sparkling
in a sky with a showing face
smiling with nothing, but grace.

Spotty and Goldy, the two cats, 
living in the old barn,
always searching for rats.
Independent in the loft,
they only beg to be loved.

Weekend in the countryside,
now the cats are beloved
walking in the sunny side

Premium MemberFollow Me

The night is young,
the night is wild,
don't follow me.

You will find grey surprises,
you will be lost in the shade,
with no light to find a way.

The day is bright,
the day means light,
just follow me,
keep on my side.

Don' t be lost with a candle,
just follow me up there,
I will light the biggest torch
for you to walk safe.

Premium MemberBikini Forever

All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone




Beautiful she looks,
standing up on the beach,
a ten body inside of a bikini
at the age of twenty.

She married on old man,
who didn't look as good
with or without clothes.

He was as rich as empty,
looking for a bikini,
with long legs and short brain.
He found the the one,
the soulmate to be with.

He looked at his choice,
once again, he was enchanted,
because she looked good on her bikini.

After a few years, 
she was looking better than never.
She was standing on the same 
beach, with the same bikini
and a brain.

Divorced from the man
that still keeps looking 
for bikinis on long legs
showing on the beach

Premium MemberEnglish Yellow Rose

Born and raised in the middle of Bristol,
a yellow rose grew up strong but wistful.
In the middle of an English garden she grew up.
Amongst the grass, not far from a country club.
Soon in life she found herself alone, with her troubles walking around on her own.
She stood up in that garden 
with a new rosebud to feed,
She had to show her spines, 
the other face to be harden.
That English yellow rose needs to be cut from her roots
to keep on flourishing again
in a new beginning.

Premium MemberA Nightingale Called Darlene

A nightingale sang
a meaninful happy birthday
to me across the Atlantic ocean.

Miles away from me,
we have never met before.
We just share a passion for poetry and some mails time to time.

In spite of being so far, I feel very attached to her.
My far away Darlene, it seems that we have known each other for years.

She wrote the best poem for me and made my birthday brilliant with only a few words.
My little nightingale called Darlene will be singing in my memory forever.
Flying across the milles, 
she found a nest in my heart.

Premium MemberDream Dates

Dream Dates are never dreamy, because of their perfection,

Not dreamy from strict parenting, or Natural Selection;

Quite simply Dream Dates are so, because they put us first,

It’s selfless consideration—in which Dream Dates are well-versed;

Next chance—be someone’s Dream Date, make a genuine connection!





February 1st, 2023

Contest: My Dream Date
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon

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