Short Lost Friends Poems
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Words set to music
they ring through the air
listen real closely
before they disappear
Pen them to paper
they bleed all I'm worth
from stars in the distance
to the beauty on Earth
Heed my attention
dear friends that have flown
whispered past secrets
oh where have you gone
Yes its true,
Stopped waiting for you,
Served aces easily once,
Now I get no love from you.
He contradicts then preaches,
Advices flying none teaches.
So you roll up your sleeves,
Let the green arteries speak,
Volumes about your struggles in the day,
And in the night you may weep.
Today is no different than a thousand yesterdays.
The rain pelts hard in my face, pounds on my head,
When I bring sunshine it calls forth a storm,
Perhaps there have been days of sweetness
but no, the storm becomes the norm.
I have lost friends.
Left alone in disgust.
It is a solitary confinement of sorts.
Birds Fly away,
Sunsets come and go,
Just like winter fades,
When Spring melts its snow.
Through and through again,
I wonder where's my friend.
Friends stick together,
Their friendship is forever,
But why is it I'm in this rain,
And you won't shed your sunlight through my stormy weather?
Form:
Brave red poppies how you stand
proud honorable among men
men who fight in your name
buy a poppy they are all the same
just a number i don't think so
military lifestyles no joke
called to arms quick to leave
so many tears behind your reprieve
long lost friends
men of our time
we look to you
we remember you shine
The last vestige of light
silently lingers
with the revillers drunk and blase
Stained windows
empty yesterdays hopes
Socceresses and velvet dolls
only offer their smiles
As the dancers kick like harlequins
your tears are gilded
Questions are divine
mourning for lost friends
Waiting for the sun
as the tapers pass by
They know me well
I know them too
Acknowledged me not
Part of common crew.
When they learned
I authored a book,
I became their crowd
Giving me a familiar look.
Then a conversation ensued
Between them and me
About my poems and themes
Asking my book for free.
I knew this would finally end
That they parted as long-lost friends.
Friends lost & friends gained
As memories begin to fade
A world created just for us
A world that best friends share, that's us
You draw, I write, together we created our life
Years gone and more to come
For your my husband and I your wife
Together we made this life
Together now, together than, together forever
You and me
My dearest friend
Facebook was fun
Now...
Not so much
We use to
Share pictures
And music
And stuff
Now
It’s a stage
For
Heated debate
On how
To make
America great
Facebook was fun
Now...
Not so much
We’d find
Long lost friends
Or An old
Crush
Now it’s a
Shame
It’s not
Like before
Facebook’s
Become
One giant bore
By: Bill MacEachernk
When devastation sets in,
there's no truth in color
and tomorrow doesn't exist.
Reality distorts
and what you believe, becomes.
Memories become lost friends of yesterday,
enemies of today.
Responsibility belongs to tomorrow.
Freedom becomes penal,
shadows lighten brilliantly,
dark is light.
Sweat cleanses the brow,
tears heighten perceptions.
And self
destroys self,
righteously.
Angela
Mother,young grandmother,true friend,wife
Sister of Shane and Gaytha
Lover of Roger, flower guarding and horses
Who feels love, lost and pain
Who fears drowning, Gods wrath and being alone
Who would like to see World peace, lost friends and Hawaii
Resident of Holly Pond, Alabama
Alldrege-Cryer
Just a note to say I don't fear God just his wrath.
Believe me is risky ,
The way to accomplish a mission is never easy ,
But these pains to me are lolliey and feezy .
I lost friends from writing
At west some are all winning
But still here puzzled by the same thing ,
It's never easy and though not quicky
But I know for sure it's my destiny,
My remedy .
I can't leave poetry alone
Its my addiction ,my prode
My pen needs me
People of many nations
Rallied to the cause
United in their effort
To end two World Wars.
At the many Cenotaphs
Poppy Wreathes are laid
With two minutes silence
And National respect is paid.
Veterans of all generations
Think of their lost friends
Tears are held back as
Each ceremony ends.
We have kept our promise
Renewed every November
In spite of passing years
We will always remember.
Under the sun's bright shine,
We sat upon that field,
Out of the bottle we drank wine,
Our joy would not yield,
Music blasting as we dance,
Holding hands, grinning faces,
Almost in a trance,
Now we're all in different spaces,
It's scary growing old,
You move onto friendships new,
I'm left in the cold,
The distance between us grew,
Those times may be gone for ever,
I may see you again never.
Sisters from another mother
Yet they have never met
The music they have shared
And over lyrics they have wept
Toasted long lost friends
And danced the night away
This is what sisters do
Wasted wishes on meteorites
When no shooting stars in sight
Tossed coins into fountains
Oh how that makes the cleaners night
Frolicked on thier facebook page
Sent pressie in the post
Truly sisters from another mother
Sad when a friendship ends
Just when I thought we were really good friends
Now it's too late to be making amends
Sad when a friendship ends.
I suppose you don't even care
Swanning around with your nose in the air
Oozing with love that you don't want to share
I suppose you don't even care
Now what do I do
Start making plans for my life without you
Try to find some one who's friendship is true
Now what do I do
Form:
Sweet town, you'll be the death of me,
I leave again without my heart
Entrusting it into your care.
All the sounds and all the places
Seasoned with familiar faces
Are only ghosts for the main part.
From sunset glow to swirling mist
When all life's sounds grow faint and cease,
Haunting voices through the years
Renew the thoughts within my soul
Of long-lost friends swallowed whole
By time. May each one rest in peace.
I’d look up all my long lost friends,
And tell them all good-bye;
I’d ride my horse to my hearts content,
Eat the chocolate I’ve been denied;
I’d write my final epitaph,
To put upon my grave;
I’d go and walk along the beach,
Maybe catch a wave;
I’d say farewell to the one I love,
And tell him to move on;
I don’t want for him to suffer,
After I’m long gone;
I’d regret that I had been so shy,
If I knew I had to die.
That poignant moment when we meet
Like long-lost friends
So discreet
You look good together
Why do you need me
Is he blind
Is it me
We play the game
It’s nothing new
Hotels are full of Smiths
Like me and you
I should move on
You should too
You look good together
Him and you
We plan the next
Somewhere new
Mr and Mrs rendezvous
She’s sleeping now
I gaze her naked way
Thinking to myself
Someday
Turning to hide his shame
The woman with his brother's name.
Today the Sun refused to rise
to shed its light of day
The moon would not linger long
So, thus it went away
Each star up in the heavens
Took their turn to say "Goodbye"
and left us in the darkness
all alone, to let us cry
Every single poet
is a gift that we hold dear
we might not like, all they write
but we're glad that they are here
And when one goes away
they take the light they hold inside
It's like the Sun refused to rise
When I heard the words "Good Bye"