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.
the lady who clean the dead
The lady who cleans the dead
The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service
I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink
did she in her daily work touch more dead bodies daily than live ones? She looked beach clean, bet she used gloves when eating lunch.
I made ill at ease, studying her like she was an alien, deeply tanned, this was understandable spending so much time in a cellar full of corpses.
Why had she chosen this profession, perhaps she had studied to be a doctor and failed.
A...
The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service
I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink
did she in her daily work touch more dead bodies daily than live ones? She looked beach clean, bet she used gloves when eating lunch.
I made ill at ease, studying her like she was an alien, deeply tanned, this was understandable spending so much time in a cellar full of corpses.
Why had she chosen this profession, perhaps she had studied to be a doctor and failed.
A...
#BestFriend
#humankind
#heroic
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near the docks
Near the old docks in Genoa where old dwellings stand close together making streets narrow and families live is
lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window ledges.
Sometimes when several street merges, the open space is called a plaza, where fruit seller, tobacconist, and cafe where men sit and smoke, drink red wine, and argue
about politics, in a gruff manner.
When the crew on his ship took a taxi up to Gramsci Street to seek the bright light, he walked to his cafe, lit a cigarette drank good wine, ate bologna or ricotta or...
lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window ledges.
Sometimes when several street merges, the open space is called a plaza, where fruit seller, tobacconist, and cafe where men sit and smoke, drink red wine, and argue
about politics, in a gruff manner.
When the crew on his ship took a taxi up to Gramsci Street to seek the bright light, he walked to his cafe, lit a cigarette drank good wine, ate bologna or ricotta or...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#humankind #heroic
#humankind #heroic
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posters
Wall posters
There is in a town, not far from here, a house with a tall wall a solid protector from prying eyes, the house has shuttered windows, which makes it a Mediterranean dwelling
The wall is a perfect place to put up posters of coming
attraction, when the stout opera lady is singing at the people's hall or when the circus is coming to town
Posters of different colors tell of a future promise that has come and gone.
There is a square with a cafe with tables and chairs that serves home-cooked meals at lunch, simple food with
tomato salad and wine...
There is in a town, not far from here, a house with a tall wall a solid protector from prying eyes, the house has shuttered windows, which makes it a Mediterranean dwelling
The wall is a perfect place to put up posters of coming
attraction, when the stout opera lady is singing at the people's hall or when the circus is coming to town
Posters of different colors tell of a future promise that has come and gone.
There is a square with a cafe with tables and chairs that serves home-cooked meals at lunch, simple food with
tomato salad and wine...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #heroic
#humankind #heroic
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traveler'd regret
Traveler's regrets
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
#women
#teens
#BestFriend
#friendship
#transgender
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a nation demise
A nation demise
Women's rights are at a crossroads, the right to go up to the top in any corporation, sit at the table making decisions that might be useful for the firm, but unsafe
for the society impressed by the powerful.
The highest accolade, often overlooked, is to give birth to a new life, only a woman can do this, but we appear
to forget what is important
The continuation of human life.
Women, married or not ought to have four children if civil life as we know it is continuing, that means a society must free women economically to pursue this ...
Women's rights are at a crossroads, the right to go up to the top in any corporation, sit at the table making decisions that might be useful for the firm, but unsafe
for the society impressed by the powerful.
The highest accolade, often overlooked, is to give birth to a new life, only a woman can do this, but we appear
to forget what is important
The continuation of human life.
Women, married or not ought to have four children if civil life as we know it is continuing, that means a society must free women economically to pursue this ...
#children
#BestFriend
#friendship
#humankind
#heroic
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Away
They will float away
Like boats
My beautiful flowers against the wind
To blooming fields
And open land
Promise I could never give
I am attached but I am not
If I cried, our bond would rot
And get misty stinking old
But I can’t blame
I’d do the same
Story is from where it’s told
Love‘s like a ticking bomb inside your brain
One crack - it all will change
But if you wait until it burns
You might die in its return
So I stand here and insist
Hold them happy, please
Give them love I couldn’t give
Like boats
My beautiful flowers against the wind
To blooming fields
And open land
Promise I could never give
I am attached but I am not
If I cried, our bond would rot
And get misty stinking old
But I can’t blame
I’d do the same
Story is from where it’s told
Love‘s like a ticking bomb inside your brain
One crack - it all will change
But if you wait until it burns
You might die in its return
So I stand here and insist
Hold them happy, please
Give them love I couldn’t give
#sadness
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#FirstLove
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For Angela
Lost within the crumpled pages of time
Lost with only you on my mind
Love's distant heartbeat still fills my eyes
Because only your love can make everything a surprise
I love you with all my heart and my mind
I love you until the very ending of time
And then in the darkness of the universe
I hold you closely under supernovae and black holes
And then in the darkness of the universe
We are one for eternity
Lost with only you on my mind
Love's distant heartbeat still fills my eyes
Because only your love can make everything a surprise
I love you with all my heart and my mind
I love you until the very ending of time
And then in the darkness of the universe
I hold you closely under supernovae and black holes
And then in the darkness of the universe
We are one for eternity
#love
#BestFriend
#inspirational
#universe
#passion
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I'm Glad My Friend Talked Me Into It
My best friend talked
me into
posing naked
for Hustler Beaver Hunt
and saw that I won more
than the grand prize for I
am now one of those Hustler Honeys.
me into
posing naked
for Hustler Beaver Hunt
and saw that I won more
than the grand prize for I
am now one of those Hustler Honeys.
#BestFriend
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#sensual
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Treasure
Treasure
I like looking at the moon
while we are talking on the phone
and you are looking at it too.
Things do not feel so alone.
In this way we are together
though we are very far apart.
Distance does not matter
to the spirit, to the heart.
You help me to be strong.
You give me hope when I am dying
and you will not accept my words
when I say I am done trying.
Sometimes you make me mad
but I know it is because you care
and that is what makes our friendship
one that is genuine to...
I like looking at the moon
while we are talking on the phone
and you are looking at it too.
Things do not feel so alone.
In this way we are together
though we are very far apart.
Distance does not matter
to the spirit, to the heart.
You help me to be strong.
You give me hope when I am dying
and you will not accept my words
when I say I am done trying.
Sometimes you make me mad
but I know it is because you care
and that is what makes our friendship
one that is genuine to...
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#motivational
#inspirational
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Screams Never Said
Remember that time you flirted with my ex”
Yet you fail to mention how you slept with mine.
How you gave me the “photography class” line.
“She walked up and told me”
You saw how he’d hold me
Close to his chest
Never making me feel second best.
“I heard there were more girls”
While I cried in the hall
Did you feel bad at all
“You know I liked him”
No, I really didn’t.
But I suppose you words couldn’t
Ever be wrong and so I believed,
Blocked him and went along
Just you and me. ...
Yet you fail to mention how you slept with mine.
How you gave me the “photography class” line.
“She walked up and told me”
You saw how he’d hold me
Close to his chest
Never making me feel second best.
“I heard there were more girls”
While I cried in the hall
Did you feel bad at all
“You know I liked him”
No, I really didn’t.
But I suppose you words couldn’t
Ever be wrong and so I believed,
Blocked him and went along
Just you and me. ...
#BestFriend
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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
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busy afternoon
A busy Friday afternoon
Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone.
The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping secrets, and sober leaders
like Putin, appear to be a rarity.
Trump the chomp, has had his mug- shot taken he didn't look pleased, and we agree, it is not the done thing to treat a president this way piling on humiliations like it was confetti, but I think Trump should avoid flying until
We win the election again, the American voters are mad enough to let this happen. ...
Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone.
The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping secrets, and sober leaders
like Putin, appear to be a rarity.
Trump the chomp, has had his mug- shot taken he didn't look pleased, and we agree, it is not the done thing to treat a president this way piling on humiliations like it was confetti, but I think Trump should avoid flying until
We win the election again, the American voters are mad enough to let this happen. ...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #masculinity
#humankind #masculinity
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