Love Friend Poems | Examples

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


Premium MemberA Friend Is Like A Lighthouse

Amidst the rocks on the edge of the land
Casting its light, a faithful friend stands.
Low in the shadows of the crests and troughs
Lies hidden danger when seas are rough.
But this lighthouse spreads it's loyal beam
To alert captains to what can't be seen...
A metaphor for a friend like you
Who generously lights up those around her too
Who shares her light of joy and love;
The darkest shadows you rise above.
Thank you for reaching out your hand
Like the faithful guardian sheds its light from the land.


Premium Memberan intimate confidant

it is a vigilant path we must tread at times
pull an intimate confidant close, with caring prudence
draw attention to behavior
a gentle tap to the shoulder
please think this over
here we reach into the depths of astute thinking
the true friend who stands not at the ledge
looking down upon some disaster
but into the eyes of a beloved one
who realizes some never fear
to be a friend when others walk away
those who we are told in the wisdom of love
would lay down life in a moment's notice
a true friend remains as such, no matter the price
that devotion comes with discernment, insight
an obligation to each other
times we need to pause and listen
as my mother would tell you
an intelligent man's self-assurance
carries the judgment that he may be wrong

   Oregon   9/7/26

Premium Memberso many do not; that saddens me

there is a reason i called you tonight
i was thinking of you today
memories of tears and smiles
the life we shared
it's up and downs, and now here we are
friends on different shores
waiting for life to close the book
i just wanted to say how blessed we are
long down this path
and we are the best of friends
that is why i called
we found where our love belonged
so many do not; that saddens me

   Oregon   9/4/26

Premium Member...For Maymie

(thank you)

My heart bleeds red, my soul craves love,
To soar like an eagle or fly like a dove.
Nothing much matters in these earthly bounds;
Not the rust, nor the gold, nor the wealth that surrounds.
I put on the paper with pen and with ink,
The words of the heart we most often think.
For the gold is the sky, freedom is bird,
Life is the blue, and the stories unheard.

— Deb

Premium MemberI Love You

I love you is not a statement
It is a fact
I love you is not mere words
It is the truth
My love for you equates my 
 desire for you.
Not suffering nor death can quench
  my love for you.
I am sold out for you, 
There is no room in my heart for
  any other but you

I love you is not a statement
It is my reality
I love you till eternity comes and 
 parts us
Not wealth nor poverty nor disease
  will diminish us
My love for you is beyond the fleshy feelings
It is deeply rooted in my soul and spirit.
Baby I love you dearly.


Premium MemberThought of the day

the love we once shared, was by our friend erased ~
ego suffers but our Self remains unfazed

Premium Member" You Got A Friend"

When storms get tumultuous and
Shadows press on your mind.

I stay on my toes, never slithering 
From my stance.

I talk to  you strong until your
Lights aligned 

And walk you through whatever 
Predicament. 

I keep your self- beliefs loaded


And shield your inner vigor

Premium MemberGemini at Dawn

Two faint stars meet at the edge of night,
Sharing one moment in the hush of twilight.
They cannot contend with the rising Sun,
Nor ask the morning what they have begun.
So they shelter together beneath each other's umbrella,
Sharing a glance, a chance, to write their brief novella.

Premium MemberDeserted

The wind bloweth.......
Bloweth the chaff......
From the grains
The chaff is deserted like the desert
Like the fox in the Maghreb dunes
Deserted like the fig tree in Autumn
That is shedding leaves for winter 

They deserted one by one
As they paid their respects
To the departed lying in state
One by one they left as they came
He was left all alone deserted
Death has left its streak of sting
He is a casualty. He is deserted
   (Written 11th July, 2015)

Premium MemberSee Ya Tomorrow

I waited - but you didn't come
until tomorrows became wishes for yesterday,
when that silly chuckle and knowing brow
     made shadows play in
          blinding sunsets and
the tired yawns of morning when
     you were here...

when - goodbyes then, were only
     temporary...but it all
suddenly became forever and
   it seems impossible - but
that scratched groove we always
knew - skipped in the exact same place

ta-dum-ta-dum-ta-dum...when
   carefree for granteds and
the waking sun would bring... a smile...

Premium MemberEpiphany

Epiphany Poetry Contest. Sponsored by: Constance La France
By Poet: "Words are very cheap. Actions are worth their weight in gold. Look for actions, Not words."
I have a great friend, she tells the truth and will never bend. We love going out, shopping and eating makes for a magical day. I help her then she helps me, that is the way friendship should be. She called me sister, what an honor that was. Then one very sad day, I had an epiphany. She was filled with lies, I had been deceived.

Premium MemberTrick Questions

Trick Questions

Our heads are round 
so our thoughts can 
change direction- but 
that sometimes means 
going around and around
in never ending circles

we can start again any time
Distance and time permitting
unless we punch a hole in these 
distant walls that are separating us

I truly want to see her again and again
I really do remember her and regret
ever saying  that I don't 

Trick questions sometimes get wrong answers
Especially on bright sunny days regardless 
of location and time of year
© John Long  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberFuneral Of Fireflies

 I
as
a child,
loved night time.
Summer with fireflies,
made the nights very magical.
We love catching them and putting them in a glass jar.
The pretty jar was all aglow then morning came a sad funeral for all of them.

Premium MemberFelica

FELICA


Felica, Felica
I cannot help even dreaming
of you my friend

It has been many hard years
But I would be honored to full fill
your long awaited unfulfilled
birthday wish

Problem is we are far apart-
I am not sure where you are
but imagine it's still Redding
and I am beyond Oregon-so if
you could come to me.................
I might some day visit where you are
However, this is uncertain
Nevertheless, I am constantly looking for you
my brown eyed brunette doll!
© John Long  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberUnconditional Love


Are you always there for your friends
Can they depend on you
Or don't you care about others
When trouble and strife happens
Do you walk away, or stay
Life can get tough, we need each other
We need that hug
Be that kind of friend, who really cares
Unconditional love is the answer
World is crazy, gripped by fear
Friends need friends to stay near
We all need love, so share a smile today

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