Friends Poems - Poems about Friends

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 ...

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I’m new to ‘self directed study,’ it’s a construction I’ve never known. It’s kind of a faustian bargain that resembles another self-paced activity—treading water. The program’s like an immersive plunge in deep, choppy, informational seas. On the other hand, instead of dark, crowded auditorium classes, we’ve been studying, on sunny mornings, out by the pool, where...

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Give me a kiss under the mistletoe as Christmas comes but once a year gathering friends and family near and if X is a kiss is kissmas a word if it is it’s the sweetest I’ve heard X marks the spot now Christmas is here peaceful joyful and full of good cheer I’ll give you a kiss here under the mistletoe as Christmas is the time...

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Line of inquiry: .................... “being mistook we burnt the book thoughts rest, we dwell in our heart’s nest touched by spirit, our body shook by God’s light blest as we undressed” – Unseeking Seeker .............................. that day in December I remember— I sucked on my soaked tucked-in socks When I saw you–with a neat...

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life feels so e a s y when two true friends f ...

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In office halls, where silhouettes loom, Beware the boss who calls you aside to manipulate, A trap awaits, where whispers seal your destiny, Keep colleague woes locked deep, an unspoken weight. Security's helping hand may hold a test, Expectation's seed, in every coin you nest, Proximity breeds contempt, a subtle art, One day's omission, and you're branded apart. Close friendships forged in workplace...

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I have a friend who can take any and every story Turn it into a scenario about her tragedies If you mention lemonade, she has been poisoned by lemonade Gripe about your mother? Hers made Mommy Dearest look kind. Willow tree? One fell on her neck and she nearly died. Lightning bugs? She was attacked by a swarm of them. Hearts...

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Friends, sometimes you feel like there's no one to talk to, that there isn't a place where you can shout into the void without being heard, so I've created one for you, a space where silence becomes an echo. Completely anonymous, like a shadow walking on the edge of the night, nothing will be posted here, no word will...

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My head has always been made of glass, and inside it lives a faint idea of who I am. She used to be a silhouette, but even then she wasn’t very defined. In eighth grade, I believed that she lived in the shadows, because showing herself felt heavier than living in the trenches of our own mind. In a way, she was...

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As 365 days pass, I still look at the same moon glistening over the same ocean I still hear your soft laughs in my head, I can still see some of our broken faded memories, As I keep coming back I keep remembering, All those restless nights and happy days, I would die just for those 365 days. ...

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Everything in the fridge is fresh and good. A funny sign at the store made of wood. My best friend is making his way into town. Remember yesterday, when we would frown? The icicles in my freezer have finally started to melt. I went to the craft store and bought my favorite color felt. I made...

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Today I’m grateful for how on this journey of my life… I am surrounded by people I love…who have made it known… whatever happens and wherever I go… I’m not on this journey alone. ...

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