Best Friend Poems
#BestFriend
Best friend poems, poetry about our closest friends. Poems about friendship, love, support and the ups and downs of a relationship with a best friend.
lovelyOldsoul_23
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 4:29am
30th Nov 2019 4:29am
And now I present to you.......
There you were, so handsome I just had to say something
They say women leave the chase to the man but this was different
Just out of a new relationship
Some would ask, weren't you scared
My answer? Absolutely not
Why?
I knew this was my gift from God.
I have been blessed to love you even before I met you.
I knew what you would look like, that you would be of teddy bear stature, that you would love your mama, that you were a family man with a big heart and that you would love me for me and I would love you for you and that we would be best friends. ...
They say women leave the chase to the man but this was different
Just out of a new relationship
Some would ask, weren't you scared
My answer? Absolutely not
Why?
I knew this was my gift from God.
I have been blessed to love you even before I met you.
I knew what you would look like, that you would be of teddy bear stature, that you would love your mama, that you were a family man with a big heart and that you would love me for me and I would love you for you and that we would be best friends. ...
#love
#boyfriend
#BestFriend
#fate
#FallingInLove
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David_Macleod
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 00:09am
30th Nov 2019 00:09am
Polar - - - Dedicated to Missy
There was once a polar bear
With a thick coat of furry white hair
He lived in an igloo
Made out of ice
Shadings of blue
All very nice
Most days he'd fish
Dancing on ice
in hunting seals wish
Stomping was his device
Bullish yet playful young at heart
Sneaky and cunning
And so very smart
Real fast at running
Receding pack ice
Made him feel sad
Rejecting any advice
To make him feel glad
Sitting in his igloo day after day
Not fishing or hunting
To others dismay ...
With a thick coat of furry white hair
He lived in an igloo
Made out of ice
Shadings of blue
All very nice
Most days he'd fish
Dancing on ice
in hunting seals wish
Stomping was his device
Bullish yet playful young at heart
Sneaky and cunning
And so very smart
Real fast at running
Receding pack ice
Made him feel sad
Rejecting any advice
To make him feel glad
Sitting in his igloo day after day
Not fishing or hunting
To others dismay ...
#love
#kindness
#BestFriend
#friendship
#support
73 reads
5 Comments
PurplePandas
Poem Published
29th Nov 2019 6:19am
29th Nov 2019 6:19am
Best Friends No More
You've no idea how much I wanted you to stay.
But how could I show to you I do mean what I say?
How could I show those feelings that I hide?
I'm not used to letting go of my huge pride.
Now I sit here wishing I could take it back.
How do I not care one minute then feel bad?
Wasn't I right?
Why'd we fight?
I really hate that I miss you.
What am I supposed to do?
I know it's better for me and for you.
I'll take loneliness over being used.
I'm a much better person without you.
Maybe you're better...
But how could I show to you I do mean what I say?
How could I show those feelings that I hide?
I'm not used to letting go of my huge pride.
Now I sit here wishing I could take it back.
How do I not care one minute then feel bad?
Wasn't I right?
Why'd we fight?
I really hate that I miss you.
What am I supposed to do?
I know it's better for me and for you.
I'll take loneliness over being used.
I'm a much better person without you.
Maybe you're better...
#BestFriend
#friendship
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Stoney223
Poem Published
25th Nov 2019 9:26pm
25th Nov 2019 9:26pm
WHEN ITS MEANT TO BE
From images of once upon a time but yet here we are now in the here and now, you and I once strangers in passing through time and space each of us having our own journeys travels and walks entering as it is life, but how were we to know that our paths will continue too cross throught our lives as a man and a woman destine to be as ONE.
For with each encounter through our separate lives we seem to...
For with each encounter through our separate lives we seem to...
#BestFriend
#relationships
#friendship
#FirstLove
#ForbiddenLove
104 reads
4 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2019 1:56am
23rd Nov 2019 1:56am
The Dance of Artemis and The Dryad
Rubber hits the sleek, black river
a constellation floats on its surface
dispersing hand-sized supernovae
waves, doppler against asphalt shores
comets fly past at lightspeed
a trillion feathers kiss my skin, wet
as I offer up my tongue,
the raindrops dance
in icy dionysiac jamboree
my hand in his
index finger and thumb are icicles
i tuck them in, like a tortoise
retreating into its shell
we breathe out dragons' breath
plumes billow and become ghosts
as ambient smells of...
a constellation floats on its surface
dispersing hand-sized supernovae
waves, doppler against asphalt shores
comets fly past at lightspeed
a trillion feathers kiss my skin, wet
as I offer up my tongue,
the raindrops dance
in icy dionysiac jamboree
my hand in his
index finger and thumb are icicles
i tuck them in, like a tortoise
retreating into its shell
we breathe out dragons' breath
plumes billow and become ghosts
as ambient smells of...
#BestFriend
#nature
#spiritual
#lover
#collaboration
49 reads
1 Comment
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2019 1:50am
23rd Nov 2019 1:50am
The Dance of Artemis and The Dryad {with Carpe_Noctem}
Rubber hits the sleek, black river
a constellation floats on its surface
dispersing hand-sized supernovae
waves, doppler against asphalt shores
comets fly past at lightspeed
a trillion feathers kiss my skin, wet
as I offer up my tongue,
the raindrops dance
in icy dionysiac jamboree
my hand in his
index finger and thumb are icicles
i tuck them in, like a tortoise
retreating into its shell
we breathe out dragons' breath
plumes billow and become ghosts
as ambient smells of...
a constellation floats on its surface
dispersing hand-sized supernovae
waves, doppler against asphalt shores
comets fly past at lightspeed
a trillion feathers kiss my skin, wet
as I offer up my tongue,
the raindrops dance
in icy dionysiac jamboree
my hand in his
index finger and thumb are icicles
i tuck them in, like a tortoise
retreating into its shell
we breathe out dragons' breath
plumes billow and become ghosts
as ambient smells of...
#BestFriend
#city
#nature
#lover
#collaboration
64 reads
6 Comments
SerenitySongs
Poem Published
21st Nov 2019 8:53pm
21st Nov 2019 8:53pm
Calming
It's a natural part of my day,
Like breathing oxygen &
taking steps.
Thinking about you,
Beautifully calming
Thinking about you my friend
from day to night
I can't honestly remember what
I gave serious thinking to
before you logged into
my heart all those many
moons ago
I'm glad you logged into me
That'll not change the closer
we get
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#admiration
#respect
68 reads
0 Comments
strawberrywilds
Lina
Lina
Poem Published
20th Nov 2019 7:23pm
20th Nov 2019 7:23pm
Yesterdays' Girl
Can you remember who I am?
I wandered in from yesterday
I’m sending out a telegram
Can you remember who I am?
With an old fret-board diagram
I can’t remember how you’d play
Can you remember who I am?
I wandered in from yesterday
I wandered in from yesterday
I’m sending out a telegram
Can you remember who I am?
With an old fret-board diagram
I can’t remember how you’d play
Can you remember who I am?
I wandered in from yesterday
#grief
#BestFriend
#death
#memories
#memorial
26 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
18th Nov 2019 10:58pm
18th Nov 2019 10:58pm
This Blade Forged, The Man I Am
1]
Gaping wound
This protruding blade
Forged
The man I am
floating
no longer
drowning
Father
Or
Rather
God like creator
Apologies though, for
Vast dimensional
Expanses part us
YOU
See those spider web
cosmic strands, lines, individuals time
Crimson despair
wrists regret
cut bloody
That's not my cross to bear
[2]
Conversing
cycles, circles
distant
blazing
in prayer ...
Gaping wound
This protruding blade
Forged
The man I am
floating
no longer
drowning
Father
Or
Rather
God like creator
Apologies though, for
Vast dimensional
Expanses part us
YOU
See those spider web
cosmic strands, lines, individuals time
Crimson despair
wrists regret
cut bloody
That's not my cross to bear
[2]
Conversing
cycles, circles
distant
blazing
in prayer ...
#love
#father
#BestFriend
#gratitude
#daughter
52 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 5:48pm
13th Nov 2019 5:48pm
Pandemonium Peeps & Perves
#love
#BestFriend
#God
#Buddhist
#lover
72 reads
6 Comments
phantom1984
Poem Published
26th Oct 2019 3:27am
26th Oct 2019 3:27am
YOUR ALL I EVER NEED
I CAN’T BUY YOU DIAMONDS AND GOLD
NOTHING SHINY LIKE SILVER TO HOLD,
I CAN’T BUY YOU A BRAND NEW RIDE
NO, I CAN’T BORROW A DIME,
I CAN’T BUY YOU A MANSION ON A HILL
NOR CAN I FULFILL YOUR EVERY NEED
I CAN’T ERASE ANY HURT I HAVE CAUSED YOU
NOR CAN I CHANGE WHATS BEEN DONE YESTERDAY
BUT THESE LITTLE THINGS I CAN TRY
LIKE WIPING TEARS AWAY FROM YOUR EYES
AND HOLD YOU TIGHT IN MY ARMS
AND ASK HOW YOUR DAY WENT
FIX YOU A MEAL TO EAT
WHILE YOU SIT DOWN TO REST YOUR FEET
WASH THE DISHES AND DO THE LAUNDRY ...
NOTHING SHINY LIKE SILVER TO HOLD,
I CAN’T BUY YOU A BRAND NEW RIDE
NO, I CAN’T BORROW A DIME,
I CAN’T BUY YOU A MANSION ON A HILL
NOR CAN I FULFILL YOUR EVERY NEED
I CAN’T ERASE ANY HURT I HAVE CAUSED YOU
NOR CAN I CHANGE WHATS BEEN DONE YESTERDAY
BUT THESE LITTLE THINGS I CAN TRY
LIKE WIPING TEARS AWAY FROM YOUR EYES
AND HOLD YOU TIGHT IN MY ARMS
AND ASK HOW YOUR DAY WENT
FIX YOU A MEAL TO EAT
WHILE YOU SIT DOWN TO REST YOUR FEET
WASH THE DISHES AND DO THE LAUNDRY ...
#wife
#BestFriend
112 reads
2 Comments
PencilScribbles
Poem Published
25th Oct 2019 6:47pm
25th Oct 2019 6:47pm
Carried by the Wind
The wind whispers
of the song we used to sing.
The trees dance around me,
at her command,
but I am alone in the woods now.
I listen to the soft whimpers
of hidden chipmunks
and feel their lonely calls
in my own heart.
Ripples grow
from tiny raindrops on the lake,
and I think of how things came to be,
once so small.
I know we were meant to fly ...
of the song we used to sing.
The trees dance around me,
at her command,
but I am alone in the woods now.
I listen to the soft whimpers
of hidden chipmunks
and feel their lonely calls
in my own heart.
Ripples grow
from tiny raindrops on the lake,
and I think of how things came to be,
once so small.
I know we were meant to fly ...
#love
#BestFriend
#beauty
#support
#IMissYou
151 reads
6 Comments
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