Long Poems About Friendship
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Long poems about friendship. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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
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oskar
Poem Published
9th Jul 2021 4:29pm
9th Jul 2021 4:29pm
the past asre memories
The past are memories
Going back to my old house in Algarve was a sad affair,
we took the old road it is a bit longer but less speedy and free.
The motorway also cost a lot of money in toll and for those who use it
driving big cars, like BMW and Mercedes, for them, the trick is to
minimize the time it takes driving from A to B.
The village was empty I saw no one and nobody came out to say halloo,
except for the village idiot and his dog, the cur is always delighted to see me
I play with it strokes its stomach and play hide and seek.
The friends...
Going back to my old house in Algarve was a sad affair,
we took the old road it is a bit longer but less speedy and free.
The motorway also cost a lot of money in toll and for those who use it
driving big cars, like BMW and Mercedes, for them, the trick is to
minimize the time it takes driving from A to B.
The village was empty I saw no one and nobody came out to say halloo,
except for the village idiot and his dog, the cur is always delighted to see me
I play with it strokes its stomach and play hide and seek.
The friends...
#kindness
#friendship
#uplifting #morality
#uplifting #morality
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Swan37
Poem Published
9th Jun 2021 5:21pm
9th Jun 2021 5:21pm
double rainbow
There is this friend I kiss like all the time.
And she's going to kill me without even giving it a try.
She's going to rip out my heart just by looking at me like a precious gemstone from afar.
I love the way she smiles and it weirds me out.
I feel confused and I worry I'm going too far.
And that's the thing it's already too late for worries like that because I have already gone too far when we slept in my bed.
I'm not confused about whether I love her or not.
I’m just not sure what type of love it really is.
...
And she's going to kill me without even giving it a try.
She's going to rip out my heart just by looking at me like a precious gemstone from afar.
I love the way she smiles and it weirds me out.
I feel confused and I worry I'm going too far.
And that's the thing it's already too late for worries like that because I have already gone too far when we slept in my bed.
I'm not confused about whether I love her or not.
I’m just not sure what type of love it really is.
...
#friendship
#rainbow
#ForbiddenLove
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
7th Jun 2021 8:35pm
7th Jun 2021 8:35pm
Finrod Felagund
Shadow laying blame unfathomed,
yet life still has to be lived;
when a deed's been done by a brothered,
probably you won't upheave...
A curse on your kin is still there,
even if you indirectly are involved,
the lingering sensation do you bear
for the Doom of the Noldor is foretold.
You must have a strong heart.
Separation of the family crestfallen
weighs on the smiles from the day's start;
yet you have the strength to call in
choice ~ is it the beloved elleth
or your people shamefully exiled?
You shall...
yet life still has to be lived;
when a deed's been done by a brothered,
probably you won't upheave...
A curse on your kin is still there,
even if you indirectly are involved,
the lingering sensation do you bear
for the Doom of the Noldor is foretold.
You must have a strong heart.
Separation of the family crestfallen
weighs on the smiles from the day's start;
yet you have the strength to call in
choice ~ is it the beloved elleth
or your people shamefully exiled?
You shall...
#sadness
#love
#friendship
#dreams
#JRRTolkien
635 reads
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 3:17pm
6th Jun 2021 3:17pm
Read 2nd
The Numen of Omen
Riding high – Riding high
The Earth is the sky – Earth is the sky.
Maybe there is no time to die -
And yet…
There was me, that is: Your humble narrator. (you know me.)
There was: Ocean, my droog from California with love.
There was: X (who’s nickname is too offensive to say.)
There was: X (he did not have a nickname)
Do you remember my story about that astral travel like episode?
With the ambulance sirens?
Well… That was a communicative omen from somewhere else
Something…...
Riding high – Riding high
The Earth is the sky – Earth is the sky.
Maybe there is no time to die -
And yet…
There was me, that is: Your humble narrator. (you know me.)
There was: Ocean, my droog from California with love.
There was: X (who’s nickname is too offensive to say.)
There was: X (he did not have a nickname)
Do you remember my story about that astral travel like episode?
With the ambulance sirens?
Well… That was a communicative omen from somewhere else
Something…...
#friendship
#universe
#marijuana
#LifeAsAWriter
#magic
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 3:16pm
6th Jun 2021 3:16pm
Read 1st
The Omen of Numen
The smoke hung heavy or languid
Having rolled off the ceiling -
Becoming a dormancy in a state of settlement.
At least this is what the perception perceived.
Or believed…
In post state flux and freeze -
Deep inhalations – Exhalations – Coughing…
Yeah… We were smoking – We were chiefing.
We were also driving.
The back seat either affords no control
or is an opportunity to explore
The hidden meanings entwined in the concept of control.
And then suddenly…
...
The smoke hung heavy or languid
Having rolled off the ceiling -
Becoming a dormancy in a state of settlement.
At least this is what the perception perceived.
Or believed…
In post state flux and freeze -
Deep inhalations – Exhalations – Coughing…
Yeah… We were smoking – We were chiefing.
We were also driving.
The back seat either affords no control
or is an opportunity to explore
The hidden meanings entwined in the concept of control.
And then suddenly…
...
#friendship
#universe
#marijuana
#LifeAsAWriter
#magic
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 9:26pm
3rd Jun 2021 9:26pm
The 2nd Anniversary of John Brown's Death
Today is the second anniversary of John Wayne Brown's death. For those who don't know, John's mother named him after the deceased movie star. Sadly in addition to John, his mother and father are also deceased. John died on June 3, 2019 at the age of forty-eight. When a person is forty-eight, it isn't young, but it's still too young to die. John would be fifty if he had lived.
Let me tell you about something that happened when John and I were kids at school. A dodgeball game was being played in the gym. I had been hit by a ball and was sitting on the top row of the bleachers. A boy...
Let me tell you about something that happened when John and I were kids at school. A dodgeball game was being played in the gym. I had been hit by a ball and was sitting on the top row of the bleachers. A boy...
#friendship
#death
#anniversary #nonfiction
#anniversary #nonfiction
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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
487 reads
3 Comments
Kehlida
Poem Published
10th May 2021 1:25am
10th May 2021 1:25am
Bad Luck
You chose to act against common sense, defying what you knew was best
Placing lust before a proper dose of skeptical analysis
Holding on to unreliable self-evaluations,
blinded in this age of anguish
You weighed your value falsely and quit relying on my guidance
I count on you to discover your truth, leaving all I love to chance
Two kindred souls, built imperfect by design
Our viewpoints are so aligned or at least I thought so
We’re doomed to inevitably destroy ourselves chasing inadequate desires
I only say all this to be honest...
Placing lust before a proper dose of skeptical analysis
Holding on to unreliable self-evaluations,
blinded in this age of anguish
You weighed your value falsely and quit relying on my guidance
I count on you to discover your truth, leaving all I love to chance
Two kindred souls, built imperfect by design
Our viewpoints are so aligned or at least I thought so
We’re doomed to inevitably destroy ourselves chasing inadequate desires
I only say all this to be honest...
#love
#grief
#friendship #FeelingLost
#friendship #FeelingLost
897 reads
5 Comments
eroseternal
Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2021 10:50pm
23rd Apr 2021 10:50pm
The Friend Zone - Welcome
This sonnet is dedicated to you
All who hear this, you are my friend
I'm sorry if I've offended you,
It is not what I intended to do
Maybe this will help you understand
I'm an imperfect human being
Though I don't except that standard
I'd do everything I can
to become a better man,
but I'm not always of strong character
I'll always regret everything I've lost
and be grateful for all that I have
No one will ever really know the cost
What was lost...
All who hear this, you are my friend
I'm sorry if I've offended you,
It is not what I intended to do
Maybe this will help you understand
I'm an imperfect human being
Though I don't except that standard
I'd do everything I can
to become a better man,
but I'm not always of strong character
I'll always regret everything I've lost
and be grateful for all that I have
No one will ever really know the cost
What was lost...
#friendship
344 reads
6 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 3:13am
9th Apr 2021 3:13am
when we were young
And as we learn how to cry, a beautiful
day passes by...” (Solomon King)
the boys and i
flew kites
at night,
no lights
to frame the sky.
our merriment,
honest
and blest,
a fest
for children bent
to make life sweet;
no tears,
no cares,
no fears,
on freedom street.
a naked dip,
...
day passes by...” (Solomon King)
the boys and i
flew kites
at night,
no lights
to frame the sky.
our merriment,
honest
and blest,
a fest
for children bent
to make life sweet;
no tears,
no cares,
no fears,
on freedom street.
a naked dip,
...
#love
#childhood
#friendship #LifeStruggles
#friendship #LifeStruggles
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XiaoLong
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 2:21pm
7th Apr 2021 2:21pm
A Wondrous Journey
for months I longed, for your words to appear
a chance introduction and we set off chatting
a fated interference, I was helpless only for you to immediately disappear
I hoped in silence, our introduction wouldn’t end up with nothing
sensing the pain you endured as your journey took a detour
that was not by chance, but it’s the fate that you started to make
a lover at his “highness”, a toxicity that left you totally insecure
like crushing waves in the, it’s time you left the negativity at its wake
I saw you suffered, laying down below the...
a chance introduction and we set off chatting
a fated interference, I was helpless only for you to immediately disappear
I hoped in silence, our introduction wouldn’t end up with nothing
sensing the pain you endured as your journey took a detour
that was not by chance, but it’s the fate that you started to make
a lover at his “highness”, a toxicity that left you totally insecure
like crushing waves in the, it’s time you left the negativity at its wake
I saw you suffered, laying down below the...
#love
#friendship
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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