Friendship Couplet Poems | Examples
These Friendship Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about Friendship. These are the best examples of Couplet Friendship poems written by international poets.
Folks are so busy denouncing each other
~ They forget every man is their brother
Would you love me again
If you see me in gehenna
Would you hate me still
If you see me in heaven
This angst of love and hate
Will it end here or in limbo?
Since I know nothing over time
Of your disposition to me
My heart has become droplets
In the realm of nothingness.
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On your journey to one hundred, I say,
Try laughing, learning, and loving each day.
You’ll meet many travelers along the way.
Share memories with others, take time to pray.
Enjoy a sunset, eat a piece of pie.
Take in life’s beauty and quit asking why.
Take a long walk as often as you can.
Talk with a loved one, walking hand in hand.
Thank your Creator for all you’ve received,
For the comfort in times when you grieved.
Open your heart letting love flow right through.
Happy you’ll be in whatever you do.
looking back to when I was a lad
They said times were hard, They said things were bad.
Picking up tatties, the pulling of peas
Coming back home with scratched grimy knees.
Screwing the Beetroot, yes that is right
Removing the tops from morning till night.
You couldn't cut the tops off, that made them bleed
Keeping your eye out for the sharp stinging weed.
Finger nails were always full of mud
Scrubbing hands would do no good.
Summer break were still lots of fun
When working the fields were almost done.
We didn't have computers, four channels of TV
Top of the pops were the highlights for me.
Kicking the football out on the street
A clip around the ear from the bobby on the beat.
Looking back it wasn't that bad
Lots of fond memories when I was a lad.
Holidays were over it was back to the grind
Wondering what lessons the teachers had in mind.
I didn't mind maths and history was great
The adventures we made up me and my best mate.
Now that I'm older looking back realise
My whole life's been an adventure through this pair of eyes.
They say it’ll pass
it’ll get better the longer it lasts
They say what’s done is done
but i don’t feel like i’ve won
You took my heart
tore it, broke it, till it fell apart
Now you play the victim
the hole you created, i sit in
I don’t want to become
the monster i’ve come from
Obsessed with yourself, with fame, with money
then you sit and describe her like sweet honey
You say it was harmless
a friendship, nothing more, but now I’m the farthest
You lied with a smile, called in love with a grin
while I drowned in silence, you let her in
In my silence, I find space to breathe
while all you do is leave, leave, leave
She pulls the strings
and I watch horror as the show begins
She has you at her beck and call
and you forget me as I suffer in school
You left me stranded, no reason, no clue
while she became your favourite view
You watched me break, still walked away
now I drown slowly, in the pain that you gave me
Some day you will pay
Sleepwalking through the day
there’s a heavy price to pay
Tapping into feelings within her
opportunity gone-a-glimmer
Friendships never formed
lives never transformed
Delicacies swallowed whole
unseen flight of the oriole
They were my gentile friends, ones I could count on
They stood by me when times were tough
A pep talk here, a couch to sleep on there
They kept me from falling through cracks
Year after year, we shared the cheers and the tears
Patient as saints, they helped me conquer my fears…
Until October 7, ’23, the day 1,200 of my Jewish brethren were slain
They felt I was to blame ~ though it was they’d gone insane
____________________________________________________
On October 7, 2023, Hamas radicals and 'ordinary Palestinians,'
along with some UNRWA workers, murdered 1,200 people in Is-
rael, almost all of them Jews. (A significant number of Israelis
were raped and burned alive as well.) Hamas also took about
240 people hostage. About 50 of those hostages are still be-
ing held in captivity by Hamas today, over 600 days later.
P.S. How can I, who have lived in Chicago since 1979, be to
blame for Hamas/Palestinians murdering, raping, burn-
ing and kidnappings Israelis on October 7, 2023?!
Sunday smile is for everyone
Who knows friends and friendship.
Sunday smile is for someone
Whom you share hardship and love.
Sunday smile is for yourself
Whom you dedicate works all days.
Sunday smile for the one you adore
Whom you owe life, that is God.
2 Corinthians 1:4 “Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.”
pleading for relief
from the darkest grief
my heart was torn in two
one part light, the other askew
shadows filled my life
there was so much strife
then there came the truth
He loved me from my youth
still as the song of praise
joy that can always amaze
when I let His spirit shine
showing the world He’s mine
there is assurance of grace
oh, how I long for His embrace
pleading for a new hope
wondering if I’ll be able to cope
time seems to move me away
from the moment when I can pray
there is peace that consoles my spirit
it’s the music so alive and I hear it
the world is such a lost, lonely place
only the love of our Savior can erase
the darkness that covers every feeling
blessings come to souls who are healing
pleading for a second chance, a new day
love this alive is love that seems to say…
let go and let God’s voice restore your belief
there is One who is love where you’ll find real relief
In a world of festivities, we prioritize the frivolous,
Elevating Valentine's Day, a celebration quite dubious.
February 14th, a day assigned to love's display,
Yet, I refute this notion, for love should be everyday.
In my culture, this celebration reeks of absurdity,
Promoting premature sexuality, a moral calamity.
Should we allocate a day for love's celebration?
Does this imply we've been fostering hatred in iteration?
Even young learners, grades 6 and above, are caught,
In the web of crushes, a trend that's quite distraught.
In Africa, hotel rooms are booked, a Valentine's spree,
Teenagers dominate, leaving one to ponder the decree.
Are we more Catholic than the Pope, in our fervor and zeal?
Valentine's Day, a celebration that love's true meaning does conceal.
So, if you choose to celebrate, do so with reverence and might,
Upholding cultural heritage, and the sanctity of love's light.
Let organizations, schools, and families unite,
Educating teenagers on the dangers of sexual abuse, a love that's not right.
His work is known around the Earth
This ploughman lad of lowly birth
He wooed and won the lassies braw
His Jean the fairest of them aw
He honoured such as mice and men
And friendship flowed beneath his pen
Of parity and justice wrote
A line that I take leave to quote
“That man to man the world o’er
shall brothers be...” can’t ask for more.
Diverse his works, out of his time
The man who gave us “Auld Lang Syne"
One more hug, one more embrace
One more smile on your happy face
One more call to a lonely friend
One more day ~ for kindness without end
I've seen a falling star tonight
Shine a little, shining bright
The snow is falling
As winter's calling
The ring of sleigh bells
The waltzing of Christmas spells
Bring us all together
In this cold, cold weather
How do you wrap a heart full of love
When you're wrapping the feelings your thinking of?
With the trust and the sharing
That special time for caring
In this festive season
He's the only reason
I'd rather give what I believe
That part of me you will receive
I can see the feeling in your eyes
One that brings a joyous surprise
So open your heart the Christmas way
With a little faith in a miracle, open it on Christmas Day
No, I have no anwers, but sincerely wish I could!
I cannot… just feel like flying over my neighborhood!
I see us a nation, now have regained our senses.
Let us go to the park and leap over tall, silvered, fences!
And thus, for days, I have not slept very much.
Nor, with poetry friends, have I kept touch!
My hopes for our future are crystal clear and bright.
Sending hugs to all, from my deepest soul-sight!
With joy and gratitude,-))))))
Pangie
~Shabbat Shalom~
11/8/2024