Friendship Poems | Best Poems About True Friendship

It’s strange, isn’t it? How someone can live in your heart for years, Without even realizing it. I wasn’t looking for a fairytale. I wasn’t expecting fireworks, Or a dramatic confession under the rain. All I ever wanted… Was to matter to you. To have a place in your life That felt a little more permanent. But here we are. After all this time, You look at...

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"Boron in its crystalline carbon structure, I am glad to be!" Mesmerising whispers of silence.. Settle down quietly below the fire. Bolstering support of silence.. Upholding pristine unalloyed promise. Learnings and lessons of silence.. Carving a rock into the star. The sturdy clutch of the silence.. Embracing the most promising touch. Silent steps of the silence… Galloping along proudly through the stride. Glittering candor of the...

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As i bestow my eyes into your darkest sincerest eyes, I feel calmness overtake my body, As If I was looking into the night sea where the waves and shore are at peace and the moon glistens over, And the soothing sound of your voice calming one another, and the warmth of being in your brace keeping me...

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The aisle stretched longer that day, a white river with no other shore. Her fingers crushed the lace of her gown— Where is he? The guests’ whispers grew teeth, gnawing the silence between hymns. Later, they’d say he was the villain, the man who fled his own shadow. No one mentioned the envelope thick with cash in the sexton’s pocket, or the father’s wine-stained lips sealing...

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A whisper soft, a tender glance, Like sunlight through the morning’s dance. Your laughter sings, so warm, so bright, A beacon in my darkest night. Hand in hand, our hearts align, Two souls entwined, a love divine. Through every storm, through joy and pain, I’d choose you, love, again… again....

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A Collaboration with Duke Beaufort The youthful memories I have did grate Upon my innermost self and I'd cry For my depressed spirit which longed to die And halt life tainted with anger and hate Yet now in a manic marvelous state Akin to alcohol’s euphoric high My heart's core renewed, can soar to the sky How this came to be, I’ll try...

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When you read good books It's like you meeting good friends Nice to read them more....

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Your needs unmet and, too, mine equally fulfilled,—I s’pose it’s best to leave this where it stands.—what other course could feel as fair? But deep disturbances in mon esprit, increasingly violent unto me, (as roaring winds and foaming omens) stir tidal wave emotions without compare;— breaking—in terrific fatality. My heart adrift,—stranded soon on your shore,— beats weak, throbs sad sobs, sniffles back such...

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Years gone by, you'd almost forgotten, as you feel the days grow old and tired, you're bones ache, and you're feeling rotten, when, once again, you feel life's fire. The two of you have been through a lot. Long ago you were torn asunder, but you loved each other, which can't be bought, 'neath the bridge, lot's of water,...

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Distance, even for a short while, still is Whether it’s a river or a stream, you still need a bridge But bridges burn And even when they don’t They weather They rot They fall apart so slowly You don’t notice until the floorboards have collapsed beneath you And you’re left with nothing Just the remnants of the bond you thought would last forever Clutched to...

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Son of Man, pause before judgment's seat, Lest haste consume your soul's retreat. Do what's right, yet don't waste precious time, For pleasing all is a futile rhyme. In seeking validation, you may lose your way, And those you please will mock you on your final day. Marry with wisdom, don't borrow to impress, For pleasing others can lead to financial distress. You...

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The reminder, the shattering of my drinking glass This put paid to my sleep as a gloss It was only the relationship that was broken Though my heart had me earlier fortoken I have since gathered myself to avert more loss...

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In a world of journeys, A path we found, A path woven with waves of emotions, A path of laughter and tears. RCF, a home of care we found. RCF A journey of change, A journey of power, A journey of unity, A journey of voices, A journey of love. RCF, a journey that stretched us. RCF A journey where shyness turned to bravery, A journey of learning, A babe...

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Every day is always such a good day with our good old friend Dave. Every day we are always hanging out in his man cave. Every day we always share secrets we'll take to the grave....

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The subtle thread which mends a laceration is woven through fresh, tender flesh to bind disreconciled horizons, disentwined by words sharper than the knives of damnation. Then, even once that painful separation is closed, there’s still so much left to attend to,—wash the wound, put bandages, amend echoes saddled with righteous indignation. A stitch is but the means of tying tight the gasping...

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