Long Poems for and About Best Friends
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Long poems for and about best friends. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
TheOnlyAlliCat
Aloe Megee
Aloe Megee
Poem Published
31st Aug 2023 11:55pm
31st Aug 2023 11:55pm
Unloving
Unloving you is like skydiving.
I am so scared to do it, yet I’m already so high up, needing to jump.
Unloving you is like trying a new lipstick.
I’m scared to do it because what if people laugh or think I look stupid.
Unloving you is hard.
Because you were so close.
But I know I need to do it,
For fear of unloving myself if I choose not to.
Unloving myself would be nothing new.
Forgetting myself to take care of you.
Unloving those around me.
When I keep them like shields.
Surrounding myself in...
I am so scared to do it, yet I’m already so high up, needing to jump.
Unloving you is like trying a new lipstick.
I’m scared to do it because what if people laugh or think I look stupid.
Unloving you is hard.
Because you were so close.
But I know I need to do it,
For fear of unloving myself if I choose not to.
Unloving myself would be nothing new.
Forgetting myself to take care of you.
Unloving those around me.
When I keep them like shields.
Surrounding myself in...
#depression
#dark
#BestFriend
#hurt
#bittersweet
220 reads
3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
12th Aug 2023 9:42am
12th Aug 2023 9:42am
the dreamless
The Dreamless
Now that he had freed himself of the past looking forward
to think thoughts not hampered by dreams of childhood and
the embarrassment of teenage years and sexual clumsiness
falling in love with the most unsuitable and undesirable person possible because she made hot waffles with blueberry jam and sometime strawberry; he still thinks of his horror when his mother thought that woman was a suitable bride for
him mainly because she was stupid and malleable.
It was that beginning that in the end made him break with his past and declare families...
Now that he had freed himself of the past looking forward
to think thoughts not hampered by dreams of childhood and
the embarrassment of teenage years and sexual clumsiness
falling in love with the most unsuitable and undesirable person possible because she made hot waffles with blueberry jam and sometime strawberry; he still thinks of his horror when his mother thought that woman was a suitable bride for
him mainly because she was stupid and malleable.
It was that beginning that in the end made him break with his past and declare families...
#BestFriend
#relationships
#marriage
#lover
#obsession
191 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 5:03am
10th Aug 2023 5:03am
Roller Coasting
She was 56, her siblings were Disney villains, and the husband she'd waited a lifetime for pronounced her "undiagnosed bipolar" a mere three months into their marriage. The woman he left her for wasn't particularly young, thin, or pretty. No, his new wife, Karla, was infuriatingly easy going, a pediatric social worker who taught yoga on Saturdays.
Mary Jane had nothing but substitute teaching jobs, a great set of anodized cookware, a small, paid-off condo and $35,000 inherited from her beloved mother. Her life was easy to leave, and that's what she would do, for a while....
Mary Jane had nothing but substitute teaching jobs, a great set of anodized cookware, a small, paid-off condo and $35,000 inherited from her beloved mother. Her life was easy to leave, and that's what she would do, for a while....
#BestFriend
#travel
#art
#MovingOn
#ThrillSeeking
219 reads
3 Comments
Poetic_Seduction
Poem Published
1st Jun 2023 7:53pm
1st Jun 2023 7:53pm
"Just" Friends: Riverside
#BestFriend
#sex
#porn
#river
#orgasm
534 reads
18 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
8th Mar 2023 5:59am
8th Mar 2023 5:59am
Honorificabilitudinitatibus!
#BestFriend
#marriage
239 reads
3 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
24th Jan 2023 5:57am
24th Jan 2023 5:57am
Friendship
Tonight my thoughts are focus on the meaning of friendship. And what it means to be a friend to someone. I am some what distressed over it. And I will not hide the fact that I am hurt, I seem to attract undeserving friends. I am a very generous person, I am blessed with the ability to turn compassion into active action. Loyalty is a great ability that I manifest in my flesh. My love is enduring sacrificial and binding. Yet my love is met with deception, treachery, my kindness met with greed. My friendship unappreciated. I have no friends I am friends to others, that are not a friend of mine....
#BestFriend
#relationships
#friendship
548 reads
2 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
THE RAPTURE IS AT HAND: THE DRYING UP OF THE RIVER EUPHRATES IS THE SIGN !!
The Rapture will involve people dying - mass death.
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
#children
#soldiers
#BestFriend #masculinity
#BestFriend #masculinity
276 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Oct 2022 7:29am
19th Oct 2022 7:29am
Happy Girls in Paradise
In the middle of sixth grade I became best friends with Marcie. The Marcie she was back then had frizzy hair and cumbersome black glasses. She was the new girl at school, lost, with no road map to the land of cool. I didn’t have one either, so I guided her into my world.
Soon we spent countless hours at each other’s homes. We made up silly songs and skits. We rode our bikes in Miami’s humidity to the Parrot Jungle, sipping Cokes as crayon-hued Macaws squawked overhead. We had slumber parties with our friends, did cheers on our front lawns, and flew in her father’s corporate jet to...
Soon we spent countless hours at each other’s homes. We made up silly songs and skits. We rode our bikes in Miami’s humidity to the Parrot Jungle, sipping Cokes as crayon-hued Macaws squawked overhead. We had slumber parties with our friends, did cheers on our front lawns, and flew in her father’s corporate jet to...
#teens
#BestFriend
#childhood #MovingOn
#childhood #MovingOn
427 reads
6 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
24th Dec 2021 8:44am
24th Dec 2021 8:44am
Chance reflections off a distant sea
Your heart
'tis solid made
honest as an arrow's truth
i thought i heard
a smallish beckon of forevermore
like the very soil
where seeds find ends
in bones
and soon espied,
were your planted stones
loyal, are hefty winds
that uplift— securing
a sculpted tongue
where the love,
Oh my darling
where our love,
whispers sweetened prose
in dire shared alliance
spilling, perfectly ...
'tis solid made
honest as an arrow's truth
i thought i heard
a smallish beckon of forevermore
like the very soil
where seeds find ends
in bones
and soon espied,
were your planted stones
loyal, are hefty winds
that uplift— securing
a sculpted tongue
where the love,
Oh my darling
where our love,
whispers sweetened prose
in dire shared alliance
spilling, perfectly ...
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#Christmas
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
754 reads
33 Comments
RagingFlames
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 2:24am
18th Oct 2021 2:24am
Letter for the one I love
For the one I love.
I wish you the best
I hope you live happily
I hope that you don’t regret our last conversation
I hope you don’t forget all the time we spent together
I hope you don’t forget the moments alone
I hope you don’t forget our friends
I hope you don’t forget our text messages
I hope you don’t forget our moments in the library
The town library
The town hall
The stage
The dressing room conversations
The secret moments
The times we’ve almost moved forward
The times we made fun of each other
The music we...
I wish you the best
I hope you live happily
I hope that you don’t regret our last conversation
I hope you don’t forget all the time we spent together
I hope you don’t forget the moments alone
I hope you don’t forget our friends
I hope you don’t forget our text messages
I hope you don’t forget our moments in the library
The town library
The town hall
The stage
The dressing room conversations
The secret moments
The times we’ve almost moved forward
The times we made fun of each other
The music we...
#love
#BestFriend
#romantic
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
587 reads
5 Comments
RagingFlames
Poem Published
20th Jul 2021 7:02am
20th Jul 2021 7:02am
Remember? I do… which is why I’m confused
We’ve spent so much time together… 15 years… how can I forget it. How can I forget you? We listened to music together for years. We’ve been there through every relationship. We’ve helped each other understand our s/o. Through sicknesses, headaches, hospital trips. We've been there. I remember your shin splints, I remember my broken nose. Your countless headaches, my surgery. The trip to Ticonderoga, the necklace I bought you. It had your birth stone. The candy store after that. Walking around Ticonderoga. The trip to Boston. The trip to New York. To Maine. Talking about colleges. The...
#BestFriend
#childhood
#friendship #nostalgia
#friendship #nostalgia
337 reads
6 Comments
MgAl
Poem Published
24th May 2021 8:43pm
24th May 2021 8:43pm
And that's okay
We could float for hours
without ever seeing the sky
and that's okay
We could eat all of the same foods
and tell all of the same stories
and that's okay
We could fly between antique stores,
caressing wooden shelves of "what we'll get next time"
and that's okay
We could actively participate in the pulse of life
or sit, observant and sentinel as steel
and that's okay
We could sit in comfortable...
without ever seeing the sky
and that's okay
We could eat all of the same foods
and tell all of the same stories
and that's okay
We could fly between antique stores,
caressing wooden shelves of "what we'll get next time"
and that's okay
We could actively participate in the pulse of life
or sit, observant and sentinel as steel
and that's okay
We could sit in comfortable...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#humankind #gratitude
#humankind #gratitude
449 reads
3 Comments
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