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I Am Anaya likes good food and fine rhyme
Dining with Poetry Soup all the time
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but they could be verse
With a love of poetry so true and sublime
2 November 2019 7:32 AM
Swallowing snot and hawking luggies
Weekend sleepovers and late night movies
Riding bikes and popping wheelies
Telling jokes and acting silly
Throwing knives and taking dares
Living life without a care
Just two boys wild and clever
Running the mountain having the best day ever
Who knew their lives would change so fast
In the valley that day childhood would pass
We both changed that day and our lives grew apart
All because of something that we did not start
We were still friends because we cared
but the brotherhood we had we no longer shared
We had our travels some together but most apart
And now many years later and miles away I still live those days in my heart
The good times and bad, the fights and laughter
The years of life roll faster and faster
Our freindship lives on though tattered and torn
Since the fifth grade when it was born
You were my first best friend my only best friend
And you always will be until the end
bestfreind
outside the world
where our love was curled
bounded in our hearts
where our freindship starts
with you always around me
and noticing everything about me
makes me tell that you are great
without having any debate
the smille on your face,
the worlds that you tell,
the conforts you give,
and the help you donate,
keeps me saying you are my best freind
you prove to me
you have the key
to my heart
we will never part
it was freindship
and sweet lips
from the start
you or in to the day i die
here's why
GOOD FREINDS HARD TO GOOD BY
Treasured within
is that moment held dear.
A freindship was born
with a maiden afar.
Held deep inside
is the heart in her words
and each x that follows
is a smile worn within.
Cherished her presence
though distant so near.
A cold sea between...
Wont drown this connection.
Friendship is a glass ship
with hanging golds and treasures.
it sails not in the dark seas
but flies up in the dense air
everynight when the stars shine
below the horizon i lie
and never miss a minute
without scanning sky.
if its an illusion
there got to be a solution
if its a myth
i, ll put an end to it.
people talk about it
but i lookout it
and when i finally find it.
i, ll rename it...................
cuz i fear worldy freindship
and wouldn't wanna loose it.
A killer roams these streets at night
all for pleasure, out of sight.
Prowling neath' a pallid moon,
the midnight hour approaches soon.
A surefire glance secures her prey,
she readies stance if she may
pace stealthily in quiet advance
and maul her catch with graceful prance.
She discards her victims at my back door
and slinks to shadow to kill some more.
Two stiff brown mice a careless bat
a curled up shrew and eyeless rat.
For my freindship with an alleycat.
We have not known each other for a long time
But somehow you have become a best friend of mine
It started from a crush to my feelings running deep within
To a friendship bond that I never want to end
The freindship formed is one special to my heart
One I knew was worth going after from the start
Our time spent had sparked a bit of joy in me
Each day connected more strong feelings
The attention given from me
Symbolizes the flame for you that burns within me
Now that you are going away
The yearning for you will grow more and more everyday
Thinking about you leaving fills my eyes with tears
As the day of you leaving closely draws near
Each minute, I'm feeling more and more sad
As I think about the good times we had
These next few weeks will be hard
Because I won't see you 'til February or March
OUR LIFE PLANS ARE SO CLEAR,
THAT WE WILL ALWAYS BE THERE.
YOU HAVE MY BACK AND I HAVE YOURS
WE COULDN’T ASK FOR ANYTHING MORE.
YOUR MORE THAN JUST A BEST FRIEND,
BUT SOMEONE WHO IS THERE TILL THE END.
WE SUPPORT EACH OTHERS DECISIONS,
AND IGNORE OTHERS CRITICISM.
WE PUT EACH OTHER UP WHEN WE’RE SAD,
OUR FREINDSHIP ISN’T GOING TO GO BAD.
WE HAVE A BLAST WHEN HANGING OUT,
YOU CAN EVEN GET ME TO CRY AND POUT.
WE WON’T LET NO ONE COME BETWEEN,
THAT WOULD BE TOO HEARTLESS AND MEAN.
SO YOU CAN TAKE THESE WORDS WHERE EVER YOU GO,
BUT FOR ME TO EXPLAIN WHEN YOU ALREADY KNOW.
WOULD BE A WASTE OF TIME,
BECAUSE I’M YOURS AND YOU ARE MINE.
TILL DEATH DO US PART,
OUR FREINDSHIP’S FROM THE HEART.
High school days are gone
And all the work are done
As we are about to take a leap
Our memories together I will keep
There will be tears to cry
As we move on and bid goodbye
I know it will be hard to fly
Without you on my way up high
Thanks for the lift
That is a great gift
The jokes and your smile
Made me forget the pain for a while
Now is the time to take the crown
Don't face the world with a frown
Let them see your smiling face
And dancewith them with grace
When all of today's work are done
It doesn't mean our freindship is gone
I hope someday you'll be fine
You'll realize that . . .
Graduation is not Goodbye
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