But Stan is my bestie, little jack argued that day.
Your whole goal in life, son, is to keep crows away.
But he makes my life complete, his humor is the best.
Could you try not being friends for one day, for a test?
No, said Little Jack. I would rather not be a scarecrow.
Stan is my bestie, he knows when I am ready to blow.
He keeps me calm, listens to me and teaches me stuff.
Like what? Asked the father, his attitude in a huff.
He says to be good to my mom and my dad.
Jack’s father got quiet. This did not sound very bad.
And he says to help you around the field if I can.
His father suddenly liked Jack's bestie crow named Stan.
My Bestie
She came at a time where I was unsure of me
Not of who I am but if who I am is worthy of that special four letter word
My bestie taught me patience in the art of pursuit
If I want it bad enough sometimes best thing is to slowly learn everything so that when I achieve it I can appreciate it
My bestie taught me not to fall for the exterior because a designer bag depreciates if it’s only bull in it
My bestie taught me to be soft on those healing because by mistake I can open a scar and be bled on by mistake
Even though she knows I’m strong enough to be her punching bag the best I love you is safety and enough space
My bestie knows we have no secrets no holding back can’t give her my heart if I can’t simply give a truth
My bestie is the best of two worlds my love and my friend
One day I’ll give her my last name, some kids, and a beautiful future
My bestie taught me to never give up on who your meant for
?? "Bestie Became Enemy"
Bestie became enemy, sharp like a knife,
I never thought you'd cut me out of your life.
I gave you my secrets, my soul, my trust,
Now all that's left is broken dust.
You knew my pain, you held my hand,
I thought you'd always understand.
But jealousy grew where love should stay,
And now your kindness fades away.
You smiled while you watched me fall,
Laughed behind every fake call.
The bond we had has lost its shine,
Your heart was dark, while I gave mine.
Now you smile with my worst enemy,
You cherish my pain, not what once set me free.
You've become a thorn, deep in my flesh,
Your presence no longer feels warm or fresh.
But I’ve learned the truth, I’ve seen the signs,
Not all sweet souls walk straight lines.
You were my sister, now you’re my test,
I let you go — and wish you the best.
So you want me to call you my best friend
Will you weather storms with me until the bitter end
Will i be able to call you in the middle of the night
Will you forgive me after we've had a very big fight
Will you understand me when others just can't
Will you listen to me when i rave and rant
Will you take care of me when I'm unable
Will you cultivate this friendship keeping it stable
Will you be honest with me and tell me when I'm wrong
Will you help me when I'm weak and push me to be strong
Just being a friend alone much work needs to be done
To be called a "Best Friend" isn't a label just for anyone.
My bestie is missed a lot
But he's always in my heart
Never forgetting memories
And everything he means to me
I'm sending happy birthday wishes
Loaded with lots of hugs and kisses
Up to heaven straight to you
Happy birthday sweet kind pooh
I hope your special day is grand
With a big heavenly band
Serenading you with love
In your new home up above
.
I recall
my bedroom door
no
never mind
I recall her
top mine
thennn i recall my
bedroom door
SLAM
Bibble, the Blue Footed Booby believes bubbles are beautiful.
Babs B. Brown, his brother’s best bestie bashes his belief to bits.
Bibble blusters and babbles, breezily blowing bright blue bubbles.
Bibble’s Booby brother, Billy barely arrives before a battle begins.
My other boyfriend will be around
Anytime you're not near found.
Love and sweet affection he shares
Everyday I need a listening ear...
Because my needs are not your money,
Estates, riches and property.
Sometimes I need you here to call you 'honey',
Touch you gentle as you touch me.
I need you closely in my arms and sight:
Everyday and every night.
You are always there
I’m never alone
Hours on hours
Long talks on the phone
Advice and tears
Silence and fears
In you I’ve found,
My safe place,
My home
When my world seems dark,
Or falling apart
Days feeling alone
You remind me;
I’m never on my own
The ocean could dry
Clouds fall out the sky
Through the ups and downs
Rollercoaster of life
You’re the best to my friend
My ride or die
BELOVED BOSOMLY BESTIE
Swift & Sweet Salone-Titi as the Washington West Wind,
Frenzy, fearsome & fair stallion,
Your loving heart heals a battalion,
Tho a victim of veracious voluptuous vociferous bum,
But many wish they replicate you, tho different for some,
Wisdom is not only your name but your act,
You tower even far above imagination and fact,
Your tenderness is like kisses from a dear,
No better feeling I can get than having you near,
No fear in your love
Cos your cheer is enough,
I shed ink and punch screen because I miss you,
Hope my words top your cup to the full.
My DIVINEly REBEKAH & one in a millie DELPHINA,
The passion in me that burns & drips like liquid fire,
Now I'm fulfilled to call thee wifey,
Because the butter has been spread o'er the bread nicely.
Beloved bosomly bestie,
Swift & Sweet Salone-titi as the Washington West Wind.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 28th March, 2020.
# impromptu #OnTheSpot #Poetry
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I had a best friend whose name was Bart
All the girls thought he was cute and smart
Many wanted to date him
He often went to the gym
He’s single because of Mr. Fart
2/07/20
Alexis Y.
The sky is grey and the sun shines,
U r a friend who will always be mine
You r every answer to my question,
And the commander to this suggestion
U r the sunshine to this morning,
And the dawn to my eye
U are my best friend,my secret diary and my other half,
U mean the world to me in which u always make me laugh
I hope we are friends until we die,
And then I want we stay ghost friends
And walk through the sky
U love me when I forget to love myself,
Cuz u r my only spell
U r my good morning and good night,In every situation and success u r my back light
Ur the heart beat to this human,
And the one with whom I always have fun and is the best dumb
If I say gray, she says wrong.
If I say red, she says blue.
If I say yellow, she says stripes.
If I say pink, she makes fun of me.
We play her games.
Then we are supposed to play mine.
It does not happen.
She gets bored, and stops playing when it is my turn.
We used to dance and laugh and sing and stuff.
That does not happen anymore.
She is determined to be dour,
And I get pulled down easily, wanting to help her.
We used to share stories.
Now hers are the only important ones.
She calls me, but does not answer the phone when I call.
I can feel her sneer through the phone lines.
People tell me to drop her.
I can’t.
She is my bestie.
Sad, huh?
My best friend and I were always together. And now we can't do that because we have different schools. And I really miss her, all her advice and the times when she made me happy. She's the very best friend I've ever had.I can't take back the smiles.
I can't take back good times.
And I really don't know what to do,
I really miss you.
All our talks,
all our walks,
all our good jokes.
And now, there's no one to talk to.
And I really don't know what to do.
I really miss you...
The long curly hair,
A reddish tint,
You are still beautiful,
Even if someone squints,
The smile you give,
That way you make people laugh,
Your a unique friend,
The best to me,
Even if I asked,
Your since of humor,
Your oh so charming ways,
The way you dress up,
We all know,
You won't stay that way,
Your perfect as can be,
Even with your flaws,
I'll never forget you,
And i'll always remember.......
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