Girlfriend Friendship Poems | Examples
These Girlfriend Friendship poems are examples of Friendship poems about Girlfriend. These are the best examples of Friendship Girlfriend poems written by international poets.
Tell me your secrets,
I’ll tell you mine.
Don’t tell me lies,
We’ll get along fine.
The past is behind us,
The present is now.
That we can be friends
Is amusing somehow.
So tell her your secret
And tell her your lie.
What she doesn’t know
Is the road to goodbye.
A woman accepts your friend request
That means she accepted your friendship
Not your offer of courtship.
When a woman send you a friend request
It means she wants to be your friend
Not your girlfriend.
When a woman comment on your status
It means she is social not flirty.
When she likes your comments
It means she likes what you post and not you.
Know that if she likes you,
Believe me she will let you know
That she wants to get to know you better.
Seeing me as their jewel, Simon and John are friends so fine
Simon puts all the efforts, I do not miss a sign
John stays as his shadow, only saying "please be mine".
Gifts, calls and dates, Simon maintains his frontline
John makes my mind and heart mutter on and offline
one feels divine, the other makes me drink so much wine
my gate finally opens, but to irresistible John on Valentine.
Tumhare baare mein har baat jaanne ka junoon sa tha,
Aaj tumhari bohot aadate meri aadaton ka hissa hai jisme ek sukoon sa hai.
Achha batao na, ab bhi kuch janana baaki hai kya?
Ya phir jo jaana hai, bas itna hi kaafi hai kya?
Suno na, kuch kehna tha... chhodo, rehne do,
Tum to ho hi ziddi, chalo fir bataata hoon ||
Har ek baatein tumhari har pal apnapan sa laati hain,
Jaise pichle janmon ke kuch khaas rishton ki yaadein jagati hain.
Cuteness ka jaadu to hai hi tum me, par pata hai alag kya hai wo hai thodi sanjeedgi ke saath,
Ab agar ye tulna kia jaye to ye aise hai jaise chaand ki alta aur suraj ki baat ||
Apne kaam se jo lagan tum dikhati ho,
Pata hai tum hai na zindagi ko apni tariko aur saleekho ke sath sajati ho.
Chhoti se chhoti baat bhi yaad rakh leti ho,
Achha sach sach batana kya tum use dil ke panne par likhti ho.
Last aur ek bat batata hu jis tarah tumhara andaaz sabse juda hai,
Tumhari baatein bhi khud mein hi khuda hai ||
Oh what a Valentine
God would have to make!
bigger than a loving home
a classroom
a cathedral
a universe perhaps --
let us help by each doing
one's humble diligent part
Fall on the mushy sword!
choose one heart at least
to start
choose One Love to fondly begin
think of prince and princess
returned slipper ball --
or let One Love choose you
and enjoy the one-day, tender squall~
even if only on this open-heart, special
occasion... (Let the moths fly out!)
(Let the fever of love be your
furious~ delirious, physician-prescribed
psychotic bout!)
Make that manic shout!
Email, send a card, make
that precious intimate call!
(poems for extra points)
Be a Valentine~All!!!
Companionship or romance, what's the difference?
Is it through death that we depart?
But even friends share that remark.
Is it dinner with a view?
But with friends I'd still pursue.
Is it the coffee shop or show?
But with friends I often go.
Is it through language that we flow?
But my partners have no difference.
What's the difference?
Could it only be emotion?
That alone is not enough.
Then maybe too, devotion?
Could it really be this tough?
With friends there is adherence.
Then maybe it's appearance?
But that's not an interference.
Then maybe there's no difference,
What's the difference?
Imagine if you would,
a comedic TV show.
Funny most evenings
and has a nice flow.
The guy who works
for Police homicide
the one who dose
the chalk outline.
A psychic friend of mine,
who's always on time,
He's a real psychic
He actually tells people
when not to show up for work,
or when they should
or shouldn't drive.
He's trying to save lives.
Working alone and
telling people over the phone,
when they should stay home.
He's been reported
to the police.
And chewed out
by the police chief.
He tells people to double lock
their doors so
they don't get robbed.
He knocks on your door
and says if you don't mind,
I don't want you
to become a chalk outline.
tomorrow don't answer
your door after 4:00
And ya know kids
like being told,
to be cool and
stay home from school...
Because their boyfriend
or girlfriend Ain't quite right.
Like a song that's sung,
they like to showoff
playing with a Gun.
The parents can't complain,
until then neighbors kid got shot.
They thought he was insane.
Poetry is my mistress
I write everything in her name.
If you’ve not heard from me in a while
It is poetry to whom you must blame.
Poetry is my mistress,
My girlfriend will have to make do.
When I am not reading and writing
I show my girlfriend some affection too.
Poetry is a spirited woman.
A fine lady in love
Who wears an erotic fragrance.
Wearing and sharing like clothes
Her mood feelings and emotion.
She has my total devotion.
Saying what needs to be said
I hear what needs to be heard.
Giving voice to the spoken word?
Poetry....
We share the love of twin
surprising little girls.
Epiphany and Inspiration.
Not of what poetry is...
But of what poetry can be.
An invitation for those who heard a calling.
A song of how the mighty have fallen.
A story of hero’s.
How the many moved as one
How a battle was won.
When we counted on one.
Poetry is nether foul nor fair.
Love is never lost she is always there.
Poetry...
Relationships are built
On foundations.
Where some are firm,
Others are flimsy.
We often forget
What relationships are.
With a change of title
Comes immense pressure.
‘Boyfriend’ or ‘girlfriend’
In terms of ourselves.
Even ‘husband’ or ‘wife’
Or endearing titles you use
Come with expectations
Nobody is ready for.
So often we forget
As these expectations blind us
And the title distracts us,
So often we forget
To just be a friend
With an additional title.
Continue being my friend
In the relationship
And watch how easy
It starts to become.
I have known love;
Underneath your tender arms.
In the much you have;
Your smile is the charm.
Your smile brightens my face;
Scaring away my wrinkles.
You make my heart race;
Works up my ankles.
Your heart have I trampled;
And emotions juggled.
I'm full of trouble;
No doubt, bundled.
Teach me your love language;
Embrace me with my buggage.
Lend me your courage;
For fear is my bondage.
Tommorow is uncertain;
I dare not promise.
To cherrish you often,
Is my desire, miss.
In case I'm at fault,
I pray, don't bolt.
My hand please hold,
For I'm perfectly flawed.
My little piggo, I love the way you shine,
You have a cheek so pink, and eyes so divine.
Your hair is so bobby, just like a silk it flows,
As you roam in my heart, so free it goes.
Your chubby cheeks is a joy to behold,
You have eyes so bright, and a heart made of gold.
You bring a smile with every oink you utter
And a bundle of happiness just like a fluffy spring.
Oh my Piggo! You're more than just a friend,
A friend so loyal and truly fine.
It's your presence that makes worries vanish and disappear,
As we frolic and play, with joy and laughter near.
From bedrooms to kitchen, we happily roam,
Hunting for treasures, right here at home.
You bring warmth and laughter, every passing day,
Oh my sweet piggo, with you, life's troubles fade away
So this is to you, my little piggo,
May our adventurous journey together never end.
In a world so vast, let's make our memories grand,
For you are my piggo, forever in my hand.
She was alone in Space
Listening to music
In between worlds
Pining for the Space Keeper
And his clones, too
She distracts me
I’m not ready for Mars
Robbing a 7/11 to get this out of my head
I’ll be in jail
You’ll be on a rocket
Telepathy lives on
Distant you seems glowy like moon
To see you in the June, i made up to the dune
Words became low spring well,
Really hard for me to stay dwell.
Smile expressed as a comma,
Revives me out of my mental coma,
Walks never grew old,
Wishing our hands to go fold.
Tempts me crazy not on lust
But on genuine love with no dust.
Shyness shattered my soul
Unable to cross the wall of foul.
Sweats made me to drizzle ,
And bodies too far to cuddle,
Sharing my deepest fears,
To tred away my coldest tears
Darling , I need you in every way,
Its so hard for me to sway,
The warmth i felt in your hands,
Is what i need even after our wedding bands.
I missed those days, back where you bet a teddy for me
my face lifted up and it’s beautiful to see
We’re changing convos, typical longings
Between you and me
Like match made in heaven, take me back to those memories again..
Your smile melts me in a way
Those ocean eyes I want to dive for
seeking hope and fantasies
wanting, needing and telling am I dreaming?
you woke my soul and felt like baby
you’re my everything..
I thought I’m not emotional about this,
Tis’ you and I had this uncertainties
vast emptiness of my yearning heart
wonderings and despairing dreams
happened suddenly there were things left unsaid..
I’m trying to let go of you
Thoughts of you keep taunting me
wishing me back to those time we were just happy,
A single mistake could ruin what we built and I’m sorry for being me
But to tell you honestly, you made me happy..
Love is unconditional or at least it was suppose to be
All that it seems to do now is end up in misery
Love is not a perception or how one may perceive
It is suppose to be Universal what all strive to acheive
Love is not a story especially one with a happy ending
It is more like a soap opera where everyone is pretending
Love is so very one-sided and there is no room for error
It is a disastrous feeling when the other no longer cares
Love is being eradicated from our entire society
It is very short lived like a drug addicts sobriety
Love is about connection not one of disconnect
It is about each other and it is about respect
Love is what is missing in our world of disarray
It is what we're suppose to live for each and every day
Love is quickly abandoned when one is angry at the other
And it doesn't matter whether friends, kids, sister, or brother
bmdavey@01/02/2023