Rhyme Best Friend Poems | Examples

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


Premium MemberLost Carrots

Walking down a country road
 I fell upon a baby bear talking with a hare.

They look like they were long time friends that didn't have a care. 

 How are you today said the baby bear  standing up with his arms in the air. 

I have a little problem today said the hare 
But no one seems to care. 

I can't seem to find where I put my carrots yesterday 

I have looked everywhere even in the barn in the big stack of hay. 

My carrots seem nowhere to be found. 

My friend can you please help me track them down. 


The two  friends wandered off
In search of the carrots, 

Along the way they found a trail that led them to a feret.

The ferret had a belly ache 
You see he ate all of hare's carrots..

What a naughty feret


Premium MemberOn Landing

On the landing, porch boards turn to prow.
The moon bends down to kiss the bow.
With a leap over the bow, the maiden voyage ends—
Solid ground becomes place for newfound friends.

On landing, feet forget the restless sea,
And find what they were made to be.
Verandah, boat, moon and stone—
Each threshold strives to feel like our own.

We jump the bow, cross the threshold
with something new, true-blue bold.
From porch to prow, from sea to land,
We make our entrance, proud and stately grand.

Premium MemberBlue and his best friend Mr Owl

the mouse’s hero was his friend Mr. Owl
some would be scared, others would cry foul!
But Blue the Mouse and Mr. Owl were forever friends
They dressed for Halloween from head to ends

What do you do with your feathers? Asked Mr. Owl
Mouse did not understand, so he gave a tiny growl
Owl was satisfied, as well as completely far-sighted too.
Having no idea a mouse was his best friend Blue.

Premium MemberIf Homer Knew Rose

If Homer knew Rose, then she'd be the face,
     that launched a thousand ships. And the walls of Troy, 
which the Greeks tore down, would not fall from grace
     if kings and the gods weren't pawns to destroy.

If Rose were Helen, her face would launch ten-
     thousand ships—and enlist ten kingdoms more.
For Homer never knew, nor could imagine, 
     how fairer Rose makes Helen's beauty poor.

But, unlike Homer, I've gazed upon Rose:
     her everlasting beauty is greater. Time
can never erase her feature or her pose,
     so long as this poem endures as my rhyme!

And so, if Homer knew Rose (like I know her),
Troy would still stand: and have lasted forever!

Premium MemberDear Stranger

Dear stranger behind the glass
Why do you stand there and watch time pass?
I see you when day breaks and night falls
I see your shadow when I pass you in the hall
You look right at me as we suffocate in silence
I came here in search of guidance
Why do you look away when I come near?
Why do you cry when I shed a tear?
You say hurtful words
But what I say is worse
Why do you ask me why you hate yourself?
Tell me if you wish to be somebody else
You look at me with sad eyes that never change
I always make you feel ashamed
Why do we hurt each other again and again?
I thought we were supposed to be the best of friends

Dear stranger looking in
When you're fighting with yourself you can never win


Premium MemberWe Made Our Best Of It All

  We Made Our Best of It 

In quiet corners where shadows dance 
we found our laughter, took our chance...
against that tide, we stood our ground,
in stormy seas, our strength was found... 

through tangled paths life's winding ways  
we crafted dreams in sunlit rays... 
hand in hand, with hearts held high,  
together we learned, well, learned to fly...

so here’s to moments, both bitter an sweet 
to those memories made, where love, hope meet... 
we made our best of it, it’s clear to see... 
in our story of us, we’re forever free

Premium MemberWatered You

You planted me flowers
And I watched them bloom
I was consumed

I filled the cup
And I poured and poured
Just a little bit more

But not even the sun
Could make them shine
As you watched me drown mine

So I’ll take the fall
For the wane of our love
I guess I gave you a little too much

Premium MemberRELEASE

Don’t part from me
My holy princely friend
As prayers to Leonardo
And King Francois just won’t do
I raise my voice to you 
from this land of broken vases
where dreams of swans turn into hay
and morning is forever
dawning into an icy
hellish Arctic bay
I talk myself to sleep with you
Rolled up in feathered cloth 
And pray, you grant
the long delayed release I’ve sought

Premium MemberMy souls on display

My souls on display, judgment comes after Held by melodies and dissonant chapters Do you like dark romance? 'Cause I bring disaster Do you see greed? Is it my scene? Or the need to be seen through it? Believe me, I wish I could believe this fate befalls us all I hope that peace is sewn within my fall So I might find the wings to fly taller And if I can beg you for one last thing, that gives chase for us to be held tight If we're lost beyond the edge of light Know you were my trail of stars in sight To not find in fear that I've let its voice become our night

Premium MemberPlease Release the Epstein Files

Please, release them, let them go
press enter and print, so we will know
The filthy secrets Donald keeps
Please, release them, expose the dirty creeps

Donald Trump is running scared 
of secrets he and Jeffrey shared
Their reign of terror decades long 
lucky for Donald, Jeff is gone

For dead men tell no tales or lies
but spirits hover and survive 
And so the Epstein ghost lives on
to haunt and torment, dirty Don

It threatens to expose their crimes
the many girls, so many times
The lives they broke, the damage done 
and how two monsters had their fun

So please, release the Epstein files
the hidden names, the evil smiles
Expose the players in this stew
and give these devils, both their due

Premium MemberHoney Buggy Bunny

Rubber Baby Buggy Bunny

I bought her at the store 

Rubber Baby Buggy Bunny 

They make her by the score


Rubber Baby Buggy Bunny 

It's her I do adore

Rubber Baby Buggy Bunny 

I think I'll buy two more

Premium MemberFrom the high grove to Portland

The world outside is vast and bright,
Soaring buildings and lakes so grand,
But its high groves fade from sight,
In the moments I just hold your hand

A simple touch, a glance you hold,
Shifting in the air that stops time,
Turning ash and grey to molten gold,
Like lightning singing to you in this rhyme

Do you feel it softly, tingling and kind?
Of perfect peace beyond compare,
Empyrean is what I always find,
In the laughter, we so often share

Your gentle voice, a calming sound,
quiet strength, a steady grace,
My heart's happiness can be found,
When I'm safe within your space

At my judgment in a far-off place,
I'll want for no moment yet to view,
'Cause the only heavens I belong in too
Are the ones, when I'm with you!

Premium MemberI dreamed I asked my dog Bixby

I dreamed I asked my dog Bixby,
"What should the third of your tricks be?"
He said, "I'll walk on a tightrope.
But if I fall, I have high hope,
if I break something, you'll fix me.
© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberUnforgettable

We talked a lot, we shared some dreams
My very special friend
And though you might not do the same
I'll love you 'til the end
In time the memories gather dust
Their sharpness not as fine 
Into the background fade they must
But always they'll be mine
Important though the details not
Remember I'll at will
Your smile recalled on the spot
You're unforgettable

Premium Member-Bed How I Love Thee

Bed how I love thee
Let me count the ways ….

Always ready when I am sleepy
And in need to rest my weary bones 
You keep me warm and cosy
Are the best company when l feel alone

You comfort me when I am unwell
Help me to mend and heal
Are there when I need to escape the world,
When life's worries and woes I feel

When nature is raging outside 
You make me feel safe and secure
With my head under the covers
You protect and reassure

I share you with the one who holds my heart
You have watched my child grow
Many tears and much laughter you have heard
Private thoughts and discussions you know

You are a great keeper of my secrets
You know the real me
Supportive, available and inviting 

Bed how I love thee ……
© Deb M   Create an image from this poem.

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