Poems on the topic: friend

Poems on the topic “friend” on Poets.by.

Sadcornthedork

Stood up

I stood up Bold and brave For myself Copying others' ways I followed suit To fit in more I just wanted friends Not a heart sore I was stood up On multiple days Left alone In this haze I feel so lonely Deep inside Not the surface Other's wont find
RomanticCharlieisthebiggay

iridescent freckles

The day I got close enough to see the minute iridescent freckles across your face was the day that I discovered my new favourite place. A spot right in front of you, a world built for two. But what happens when the world wasn't built for you, but instead was built for people who, when I think about; are almost taboo. it feels wrong to know that you love another that you're so immersed in her just like how i used you to make my emotions smother. It's sad to know, that the paint on the walls will dry faster than the tears your beautiful eyes have made me cry oh, to feel comfortable in my favourite place again, to love you without betraying a friend.
RomanticCh4y4x

Random:

Sometimes I think I finally found the one in you. Sometimes I wonder if you feel it too. Because when I look at you I don't feel ashamed anymore. Because when I look at you I see a true friend. Someone I can trust with heart and soul. Finally; Finally my heart feels whole. You ask me if I am okay when no one else would because no one else notices. You laugh with me when no one else would because we have jokes in common no one else has. And I will blush when you look at me. And I will smile when you look away. And when you hold me tight, I can't help but feel like I am on a flight.
Sadbrooklynn

Do I Know You?

The question dances On my lips You tell me I seem to forget You have changed Not for the better We used to be friends Who did this to you? Change is melancholy You lose people You didn't want to But it happened "Let it go," you say But I can't..
SadWilliam Michael Fagan

The Listener

His name was Tim McKay, And he seldom had anything to say. But he came to the club regularly And listened to all our discussions. He'd nod his head and smile, And give us a toothy-giggly grin, And he always seemed to understand. Tim has gone on now. And we all miss him down at the club. We used to sit and talk to Tim for hours.
CheerfulR.W. Padgett

Out on a Limb

Would you go out on a limb for a friend? Crawl out there among the leaves and branches, swaying in the breeze with sunlight dappled leaves across your physiognomy, And would you stay there Long up in the air As night set in and the stars, Would you stay there long? And would you saw the limb You're sitting on? And fall? And what would you do when you got up off the ground?
CheerfulEileen Adams

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Stirring up dirt I throw my leg Over the motorcycle And hang on Down grizzly peak we hit air pockets of plum blossom and pine Henry turns back and shouts to me I shout yes I shout yes 'cause I didn't hear him My leg stinging with wind Where I burned it on tailpipe.
CheerfulEileen Adams

To Jeffie

Jeffie with your house full of cockroaches, In the oven of your house by the sea, We came - we came, ready for refreshment, To the creakings of your house - To the mussles and sandcrabs on the beach and in your drawers - We came to you, in a rush off the highway, While you, calmly and pregnantly cooked artichokes in the kitchen - Then we all lay down together Underneath the night sea wind That played across our tired bodies Like spanish moss.
ContemplativeBill Cody

Zeroing In on Conversation

We all agree to miss the point, at certain times to start again (We work so well together, friend Ignore-ance serves a purpose none of us can mend
Sadamone

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stop asking and start telling me that no, I'm not okay.
Sadamone

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and now you're falling apart as I did and I don't know how to save you from this madness
SadAllyBelle

March 2, 2015

I know I can be loud And obnoxious And annoying And stubborn But I care so much about the people I surround myself with But with so many people leaving me It's hard for me to tell If the problem is with people trying to cut me at my roots Or if it's something with me that I can't see

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