Long Poems About Friendship
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Long poems about friendship. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 5:24am
18th Jun 2024 5:24am
Mishka
She wears her sexuality fluid
shifting
shattering
she's the kind of woman
everyone looks at
even they can't define why
her pheromones
maintaining their own
gravitational pull
She's the kind of woman
other people would describe
as fearless
which is really just code
for scared of love
every relationship tipped
towards what she can get
rather than what she can give
It's amazing how her confidence
demands completely adoration
that...
shifting
shattering
she's the kind of woman
everyone looks at
even they can't define why
her pheromones
maintaining their own
gravitational pull
She's the kind of woman
other people would describe
as fearless
which is really just code
for scared of love
every relationship tipped
towards what she can get
rather than what she can give
It's amazing how her confidence
demands completely adoration
that...
#betrayal
#breakup
#deception #friendship
#deception #friendship
183 reads
5 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 8:17pm
17th Jun 2024 8:17pm
Silent - The Missing Friend
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I phoned Jace. No answer. Texted: are u around? Weird stuff going on. Call me NOW.
I went back upstairs again.
'Awww,' I screamed near the top of the stairs.
A pair of hands gripped me around the waist, travelling up to cover my eyes. A knee lodged in my kidney, forcing me back, and I found myself half-falling, half thrashing out in self-defence, certain that Steve was about to attack me.
Or Aidan.
I tried stamping on his foot, but he sensed the intended move and twisted his foot away from mine....
I phoned Jace. No answer. Texted: are u around? Weird stuff going on. Call me NOW.
I went back upstairs again.
'Awww,' I screamed near the top of the stairs.
A pair of hands gripped me around the waist, travelling up to cover my eyes. A knee lodged in my kidney, forcing me back, and I found myself half-falling, half thrashing out in self-defence, certain that Steve was about to attack me.
Or Aidan.
I tried stamping on his foot, but he sensed the intended move and twisted his foot away from mine....
#friendship
#mystery
#risk
137 reads
4 Comments
Just-Rob
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 4:51pm
15th Jun 2024 4:51pm
Famous Blue Raincoat Interpretation
Its early in the morning and I'm sitting here wide awake
Jane's sound asleep and I can't help but think of you, my friend
Out there trying to lose yourself
Lose the pain that you are burdened with
This addiction that eats at your soul
Jane came over and she was wearing your shirt
She took it to remember you
She told me that you were trying to get clean
Were you able to beat your demons?
You had aged so much the last time I saw you
The drugs seemed to ravage your body
Your blue coat that you cherished ...
Jane's sound asleep and I can't help but think of you, my friend
Out there trying to lose yourself
Lose the pain that you are burdened with
This addiction that eats at your soul
Jane came over and she was wearing your shirt
She took it to remember you
She told me that you were trying to get clean
Were you able to beat your demons?
You had aged so much the last time I saw you
The drugs seemed to ravage your body
Your blue coat that you cherished ...
#betrayal
#friendship
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
208 reads
6 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
10th Jun 2024 3:17am
10th Jun 2024 3:17am
Letter to a writer Part V
I see you got my letter. I got yours.
I want to apologise for some misunderstanding. You have never made me feel like a bug in a jar. (Okay, maybe once, during a fight, and you held a lighter to my insanity, but that's not what I meant when I wrote you last).
You... you make me feel like a whole person. Sometimes I wonder if you're the only one who really knows me. And I think maybe you do, in the way you do, in the way our history binds us.
But I'm also not invisible anymore, not like I was when I met you, and I'm surrounded by more love now than I...
I want to apologise for some misunderstanding. You have never made me feel like a bug in a jar. (Okay, maybe once, during a fight, and you held a lighter to my insanity, but that's not what I meant when I wrote you last).
You... you make me feel like a whole person. Sometimes I wonder if you're the only one who really knows me. And I think maybe you do, in the way you do, in the way our history binds us.
But I'm also not invisible anymore, not like I was when I met you, and I'm surrounded by more love now than I...
#BestFriend
#crush
#friendship
193 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 4:34am
9th Jun 2024 4:34am
secrets to be guilty of
I want to call you
even though we only talked
yesterday
But I don't want to say
what's on my mind
I don't want to find
where your judgement limit begins
because once I start spilling secrets
I don't know where they'll end
And all I can think about
between my self-created drama
is how your husband
looked me up
to get the dirt on you
so many years ago
a few months
before he left you
and made me promise
to keep our conversations
a secret
And I did
because I...
even though we only talked
yesterday
But I don't want to say
what's on my mind
I don't want to find
where your judgement limit begins
because once I start spilling secrets
I don't know where they'll end
And all I can think about
between my self-created drama
is how your husband
looked me up
to get the dirt on you
so many years ago
a few months
before he left you
and made me promise
to keep our conversations
a secret
And I did
because I...
#BestFriend
#betrayal
#deception #friendship
#deception #friendship
232 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 00:09am
7th Jun 2024 00:09am
Letter to a writer Part IV (repost)
I know you remember everything. I still remember our starting point, and how easily you became my muse. I sometimes wonder what it's like to be a muse, how it must feel to be the art, and not the artist.
But then again, we both know I take all your pretty words for lies, and you can't even compliment my eyes without me wanting to hide my face. You have this way of seeing through me, and I like to pretend I have a good poker face, when the truth is you know all my tells.
Do you remember the time you almost saw me naked? Cause my boyfriend still does, and it's a strange...
But then again, we both know I take all your pretty words for lies, and you can't even compliment my eyes without me wanting to hide my face. You have this way of seeing through me, and I like to pretend I have a good poker face, when the truth is you know all my tells.
Do you remember the time you almost saw me naked? Cause my boyfriend still does, and it's a strange...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
227 reads
2 Comments
hgnichols
Poem Published
6th Jun 2024 2:35pm
6th Jun 2024 2:35pm
II. Origin of Friendship (CW: Child abuse)
Liquor in his hand, the drunkard sat
and listened as she told it from the start:
In the final days of that most recent flood
when all of us, displaced, corralled, encamped
felt the force of hunger in our pits,
when also was the White Plague freed from ice,
I first met Hul, the boy who trailed The Man.
Though monstrous was The Man, who cained and beat
as though we poor were mongrels, groveling
at supper-time, embarrassing the master,
young Hul would look upon his master’s works
with pangs of empathy behind big eyes ...
and listened as she told it from the start:
In the final days of that most recent flood
when all of us, displaced, corralled, encamped
felt the force of hunger in our pits,
when also was the White Plague freed from ice,
I first met Hul, the boy who trailed The Man.
Though monstrous was The Man, who cained and beat
as though we poor were mongrels, groveling
at supper-time, embarrassing the master,
young Hul would look upon his master’s works
with pangs of empathy behind big eyes ...
#epic
#friendship
#illness
#love
#mythology
147 reads
1 Comment
Betty
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2024 5:15am
3rd Jun 2024 5:15am
A soft shift in perspective
I'm too broken
to feel much
right now,
and asking if you'd take
a rain check seems
really weird
even for me.
I barely like myself enough
to smile with my eyes
when I see you
(but I do)
I'll walk with you
a while,
though
right now,
if you'd have me along
the cacophony of boots crunching
through leaf litter
on a perfect summer day
a tandem song
in our minds
and the way
a soulful voice...
to feel much
right now,
and asking if you'd take
a rain check seems
really weird
even for me.
I barely like myself enough
to smile with my eyes
when I see you
(but I do)
I'll walk with you
a while,
though
right now,
if you'd have me along
the cacophony of boots crunching
through leaf litter
on a perfect summer day
a tandem song
in our minds
and the way
a soulful voice...
#friendship
#romantic
415 reads
27 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
25th May 2024 12:05pm
25th May 2024 12:05pm
I don't have the right words for this one
Your pain is not an artwork
made for gallery walls
or a lone sketchbook
buried and forgotten
at the back of your closet
Your pain is the sound
of a violin string snapping
wood splintering and crashing
lost in the discord
of your unheard screams
I used to love you like an artwork
easily and from afar
because you were easy to love
your flaws easy to forget
when your true face was a mystery
hidden behind a golden smile
I loved you and you splintered me...
made for gallery walls
or a lone sketchbook
buried and forgotten
at the back of your closet
Your pain is the sound
of a violin string snapping
wood splintering and crashing
lost in the discord
of your unheard screams
I used to love you like an artwork
easily and from afar
because you were easy to love
your flaws easy to forget
when your true face was a mystery
hidden behind a golden smile
I loved you and you splintered me...
#addiction
#alcohol
#friendship #love
#friendship #love
278 reads
2 Comments
HeWhoIsFractured
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 10:36pm
22nd May 2024 10:36pm
Depths
It hurts when you think you’re starting to be okay, and then the issues that caused the problem to begin with just springs up on you. It’s like, you’ve realized it, you’ve accepted it, and then wham. It’s a tidal wave that just washes over you and resonates in your brain. Strikes you down really hard really fast and you’re suddenly struggling all over again. You don’t want to feel it or think that way but sometimes it’s just totally out of control and unpredictable.
I can feel the sudden separation, it’s like being pulled backwards off your feet from where I’m standing. Initial...
I can feel the sudden separation, it’s like being pulled backwards off your feet from where I’m standing. Initial...
#bipolar
#depression
#friendship
#frustration
#MentalHealth
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HeWhoIsFractured
Poem Published
18th May 2024 8:27pm
18th May 2024 8:27pm
Coping
I want to retreat into seclusion. The need to just close the door, lock it tight, and stay there is starting to grow. After some time of being on this thought train, I now question if I should just let go and be cold to the world. It would most assuredly hurt some people, maybe a lot in the long run. Most of them my friends. Am I willing to make that decision? Should I be selfish? What if I have regrets about not having those people around?
Some time later…
Being me is difficult. Being self aware makes it worse. Regularly, I think about how much of a burden I can be to...
Some time later…
Being me is difficult. Being self aware makes it worse. Regularly, I think about how much of a burden I can be to...
#friendship
#MentalHealth
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#shame
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Betty
Poem Published
12th May 2024 8:05pm
12th May 2024 8:05pm
Duprass -- in perpetuity
for MrD
here in eternity
the is, the am, the are
are always happening
e x h a l e
(cat’s eye in a nebula)
and there’s a second-hand-hollow
in the outset of my neon aura
that somehow reflects pure to
yours without any sense of self
a coronal mass ejaculation
in this single unit of
space-time-now-the-before-forever
and I’ve known you
for all these lives
probably loved you
before love loved loss
i n h a l e
(pupils pinpoint)
and I’m back...
here in eternity
the is, the am, the are
are always happening
e x h a l e
(cat’s eye in a nebula)
and there’s a second-hand-hollow
in the outset of my neon aura
that somehow reflects pure to
yours without any sense of self
a coronal mass ejaculation
in this single unit of
space-time-now-the-before-forever
and I’ve known you
for all these lives
probably loved you
before love loved loss
i n h a l e
(pupils pinpoint)
and I’m back...
#admiration
#love
#respect #friendship
#respect #friendship
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