Least Read Poems About Friendship
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
9th May 2020 4:55am
9th May 2020 4:55am
Unanswered
The clock strikes midnight and I recall,
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#emotional
#ForbiddenLove
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
16th Apr 2020 3:01am
16th Apr 2020 3:01am
How Do I
How do I ,
Oh…How do I live without you
How do I ever, ever survive? “
I’ve asked myself these questions multiple times,
And still didn’t find a proper answer.
Maybe it’s how it is meant to be,
Maybe just a needed symbol wrongly placed in the equation
A storm of time molded us apart since the start,
Shattered across thousand miles,
Of skies and lands between us.
So heavy to carry,
“ How do I ,
Oh…How do I live without you
How do I ever, ever survive?”
Memories that never was mine, ...
Oh…How do I live without you
How do I ever, ever survive? “
I’ve asked myself these questions multiple times,
And still didn’t find a proper answer.
Maybe it’s how it is meant to be,
Maybe just a needed symbol wrongly placed in the equation
A storm of time molded us apart since the start,
Shattered across thousand miles,
Of skies and lands between us.
So heavy to carry,
“ How do I ,
Oh…How do I live without you
How do I ever, ever survive?”
Memories that never was mine, ...
#love
#friendship
#dreams
#universe
#lyrics
23 reads
8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 8:08pm
6th Aug 2024 8:08pm
Scars
I surmise these scars of mine
be likened to the iceberg
in that danger is sensed upon
the surface but the depth of these
scars carve canyons into
my soul
The treachery of men
some of which I have partaken in
have bred these hardened
pieces of flesh, and the steel
of nerve and of blade created me
and my scars
Like them, I am more than what’s on
the surface, holding deep a core
of swirling love and rage seasoned
with both anxiety and courage, this
moves my heart to beat ballads
and battle hymns ...
be likened to the iceberg
in that danger is sensed upon
the surface but the depth of these
scars carve canyons into
my soul
The treachery of men
some of which I have partaken in
have bred these hardened
pieces of flesh, and the steel
of nerve and of blade created me
and my scars
Like them, I am more than what’s on
the surface, holding deep a core
of swirling love and rage seasoned
with both anxiety and courage, this
moves my heart to beat ballads
and battle hymns ...
#friendship
#love
#SelfReflection
23 reads
12 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2019 5:36am
22nd Jan 2019 5:36am
the title has been kept by the deity of lost objects
In being direct, I am trying to erect a border.
To finish an idea I have cradled since
entering that gallery. The one with Tom
slightly buzzing. I am finishing
that feeling. To contain that painting
of gas or heat. Rising as Einstein
curves in on himself. No, it’s not
a litmus test turning green.
I think it's what Dali
was doing also. There’s the root,
a quaquaversed tenacity, that extends
to the suns wobbling as dew.
I want to say the way memories carefully
crack. I say people in each spattered ...
To finish an idea I have cradled since
entering that gallery. The one with Tom
slightly buzzing. I am finishing
that feeling. To contain that painting
of gas or heat. Rising as Einstein
curves in on himself. No, it’s not
a litmus test turning green.
I think it's what Dali
was doing also. There’s the root,
a quaquaversed tenacity, that extends
to the suns wobbling as dew.
I want to say the way memories carefully
crack. I say people in each spattered ...
#friendship
#memories
#art #disability
#art #disability
24 reads
11 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 7:03am
17th Dec 2024 7:03am
Need Some Dialogue
Need some dialogue
Without it all bets are off and then it’s On(fire)
If we can’t put some words together to get us
A little closer to being real no bullshit gloves are off
So give me some dialogue
And I’ll show you we’re not so different
When a storm comes upon us we can deal without human impulses
So talk to me I’ll talk to you
Give me some dialogue to show us both
We aren’t Ape Men
And I’ll grill you up something good
Enough to feed our family
Until we burp and unbutton our pants
...
Without it all bets are off and then it’s On(fire)
If we can’t put some words together to get us
A little closer to being real no bullshit gloves are off
So give me some dialogue
And I’ll show you we’re not so different
When a storm comes upon us we can deal without human impulses
So talk to me I’ll talk to you
Give me some dialogue to show us both
We aren’t Ape Men
And I’ll grill you up something good
Enough to feed our family
Until we burp and unbutton our pants
...
#emotions
#fate
#friendship #hope
#friendship #hope
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 2:55am
17th Feb 2020 2:55am
A Cry Within
Sometimes I find myself dwelling in despair,
Each moment bears resemblance of a fortress.
While trying to uncover these panes,
I gaze and my mind gone missing.
As your scent vanished – away into gloomy tenderness of a kiss.
My rainy-sunny days’ echoes in wilderness.
Your memory I carved in chambers of my veins,
The key…. I threw it away.
If teardrops were concrete,
Each letter of your name would be painted on these lips.
Instead they leaked to a place-
I do not have access to be a witness every day.
I used to ponder on what...
Each moment bears resemblance of a fortress.
While trying to uncover these panes,
I gaze and my mind gone missing.
As your scent vanished – away into gloomy tenderness of a kiss.
My rainy-sunny days’ echoes in wilderness.
Your memory I carved in chambers of my veins,
The key…. I threw it away.
If teardrops were concrete,
Each letter of your name would be painted on these lips.
Instead they leaked to a place-
I do not have access to be a witness every day.
I used to ponder on what...
#love
#friendship
#memories
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
28 reads
21 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 8:25pm
15th Dec 2024 8:25pm
In A New Orange Micro Bikini
Tenika allowed
herself to walk over to
Henry in a new
orange micro bikini
and with a smile on her face.
She said "hi" to the
guy which made him look up at
Tenika and get
so turned on by her micro
bikini on that one beach.
herself to walk over to
Henry in a new
orange micro bikini
and with a smile on her face.
She said "hi" to the
guy which made him look up at
Tenika and get
so turned on by her micro
bikini on that one beach.
#beach
#fiction
#friendship
#tanka
#temptation
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:28pm
Yesterday 5:28pm
To Nathan
I think about you sometimes and
it’s all too clear you’re probably dead.
You weren’t an icon of stability
back when we used to speak,
your bald and elongated skull
reminding me of a criminal
my mother used to know
(not to use phrenology).
You wrote dark poetry
and were the reason why
the underground started to give
warnings of extreme themes.
If I was older then I might
have been more curious
and asked the pertinent questions,
less wrapped up in my own traumas.
I thought perhaps some scary man ...
it’s all too clear you’re probably dead.
You weren’t an icon of stability
back when we used to speak,
your bald and elongated skull
reminding me of a criminal
my mother used to know
(not to use phrenology).
You wrote dark poetry
and were the reason why
the underground started to give
warnings of extreme themes.
If I was older then I might
have been more curious
and asked the pertinent questions,
less wrapped up in my own traumas.
I thought perhaps some scary man ...
#abuse
#death
#friendship #memories
#friendship #memories
29 reads
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
18th Mar 2019 6:45am
18th Mar 2019 6:45am
You two-fold
You are the figure mantling a glow
from streetlight to streetlight
linking its circles, that shadow
a degree brighter
than the obsidian
arrow found by a boy who
might have been You, dirty
and jonesing
for the sky, to be the hottest
fire under a rocket
You are the one
that passes fireballs
through the barbed
obscenties, for a squirrel
with ragged ear
who will chitter obscenities
at the hawk lazing the sky
You the sky firing
its rain of rocks
You a progression of pietersite
I...
from streetlight to streetlight
linking its circles, that shadow
a degree brighter
than the obsidian
arrow found by a boy who
might have been You, dirty
and jonesing
for the sky, to be the hottest
fire under a rocket
You are the one
that passes fireballs
through the barbed
obscenties, for a squirrel
with ragged ear
who will chitter obscenities
at the hawk lazing the sky
You the sky firing
its rain of rocks
You a progression of pietersite
I...
#love
#courage
#friendship
#admiration
#respect
31 reads
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 8:10pm
10th Dec 2024 8:10pm
Little black bird
I have seen him chasing, the little black bird.
I have seen him weigh on his friend and reach for a kiss.
I have seen him running around,
Following his best mate.
One day I even crashed with him, as he was running.
Windy silhouette.
But none of us was hurt and we ended up playing together.
I do often recall their slender bodies,
shining bright under the sun,
in love.
They remind me of a novel with two friends.
I feel the happiness running through my body,
Like the flickers of this flaming earth.
I have seen him weigh on his friend and reach for a kiss.
I have seen him running around,
Following his best mate.
One day I even crashed with him, as he was running.
Windy silhouette.
But none of us was hurt and we ended up playing together.
I do often recall their slender bodies,
shining bright under the sun,
in love.
They remind me of a novel with two friends.
I feel the happiness running through my body,
Like the flickers of this flaming earth.
#friendship
38 reads
2 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 6:24pm
20th Dec 2024 6:24pm
Sunset Horizon
Drop me through the salmon skies
Sail me through the midnight blue
Soft the bright horizon sighs
Peaceful I’ll return to you
When the dusk fades into black
With crescent moon & falling star
Waiting, patient love comes back
Circling worlds to where you are
Sail me through the midnight blue
Soft the bright horizon sighs
Peaceful I’ll return to you
When the dusk fades into black
With crescent moon & falling star
Waiting, patient love comes back
Circling worlds to where you are
#friendship
#nature
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 1:10am
1st Aug 2024 1:10am
Against nature pt 3 Finale
I feel like I am floating on warm water
Very relaxed, free
“Fia” I heard a whisper
“Fia come back to me”
Slowly sinking into the warm water
I open my eyes and sigh
My restraints were gone, and I was curled
“Your back. you left me.” He said moving my hair away
“Sorry, Sir”
“You did so beautifully, for me. I am pleased.”
I smiled still in my euphoric state.
“I am going to take care of you”
Wait he did not---
Reaching out to him
He grabbed my...
Very relaxed, free
“Fia” I heard a whisper
“Fia come back to me”
Slowly sinking into the warm water
I open my eyes and sigh
My restraints were gone, and I was curled
“Your back. you left me.” He said moving my hair away
“Sorry, Sir”
“You did so beautifully, for me. I am pleased.”
I smiled still in my euphoric state.
“I am going to take care of you”
Wait he did not---
Reaching out to him
He grabbed my...
#BDSM
#dialogue
#friendship
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Friendship
