Poems About Friendship
#friendship
Poetry about friends and what it means to be a good friend. Friendship poems explore what friends mean to us and how they influence our lives. This includes poems about the love and support a friend can offer, and also the times we felt betrayed.
gardenlover
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 1:30pm
26th Jun 2022 1:30pm
Sophie's Birthday
#relationships
#friendship
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stardiamond
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 7:03am
21st Jun 2022 7:03am
When Will I Bite Into A Rotten Apple?
I tend to an apple tree in my backyard, pouring out all I have
On my hands and knees, I pull the thorny weeds
Its fruit so sweet, my calloused hands scorched with blisters
become soft as a mothers song, even for
just a bite
On my hands and knees, I pull the thorny weeds
Its fruit so sweet, my calloused hands scorched with blisters
become soft as a mothers song, even for
just a bite
#anxiety
#friendship
#disappointment
#bittersweet
#symbolism
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Jun 2022 00:09am
20th Jun 2022 00:09am
everyone has shadows
There's a violence
in your bones
my inner
dark romantic loves
But I'll never
hold you that way
those dreams
are long gone
lost to reality
and time and the
realisation that
not all bridges
are worth crossing
especially the ones
that we constantly
light on fire
I've lived by the motto
don't ask, don't tell
when it comes to way
your hands curl into fists
ready to break things
I can't see
can't know about
because it's better for us both
if I don't know...
in your bones
my inner
dark romantic loves
But I'll never
hold you that way
those dreams
are long gone
lost to reality
and time and the
realisation that
not all bridges
are worth crossing
especially the ones
that we constantly
light on fire
I've lived by the motto
don't ask, don't tell
when it comes to way
your hands curl into fists
ready to break things
I can't see
can't know about
because it's better for us both
if I don't know...
#dark
#friendship
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blaberidae
Poem Published
19th Jun 2022 7:53am
19th Jun 2022 7:53am
And Nothing Was Said
You can smell them on my breath, all the words that have deliquesced
And all that would dribble down my chin—the ink, idioms, everything
Sits now in the pits of stained teeth, stagnant and thin
I might spin another thesis with frayed strings
I might embellish these stiffened strands with rosemary sprigs
I might reach again for the dictionary and begin—
So I begin!
And I begin . . .
But then I digress
And all that would dribble down my chin—the ink, idioms, everything
Sits now in the pits of stained teeth, stagnant and thin
I might spin another thesis with frayed strings
I might embellish these stiffened strands with rosemary sprigs
I might reach again for the dictionary and begin—
So I begin!
And I begin . . .
But then I digress
#anxiety
#loneliness
#relationships #friendship
#relationships #friendship
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Sandals
Poem Published
19th Jun 2022 6:57am
19th Jun 2022 6:57am
Just Me Asking
Hey lady babe ah behold up
My name is Dearae Young
U look so ah beautiful to me
Upon u I've become sprung
If it's ok with u and mine
This of u do not
May I ask u for a date u got
Free time where u and I
Could go to an ah restaurant
And discuss an ah relationship
Even if u smoke blunts
Mr. Dearae I'm Tuiloka and
My last name is Daizu
But I'm ah womanly ah only
I don't have interest in u
So I can't because my affections
To me do truly ah say
That life in the pie with fingers
Is...
My name is Dearae Young
U look so ah beautiful to me
Upon u I've become sprung
If it's ok with u and mine
This of u do not
May I ask u for a date u got
Free time where u and I
Could go to an ah restaurant
And discuss an ah relationship
Even if u smoke blunts
Mr. Dearae I'm Tuiloka and
My last name is Daizu
But I'm ah womanly ah only
I don't have interest in u
So I can't because my affections
To me do truly ah say
That life in the pie with fingers
Is...
#love
#friendship
#support
#respect
#responsibility
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
17th Jun 2022 2:33am
17th Jun 2022 2:33am
the tree is still beautiful without its leaves
I watch her grow
and then tear off her limbs
for a man that doesn't
love her right
Self realisation
isn't always freeing
when you're held under
and told to suck it up
because deep down
he's a good man
provides his family
drinks too much
spends all his free time
in video games
and doesn't understand sex
is a two sided affair
And maybe she'd have left him
if they didn't have a kid
but there's stability in his job
and it's nice not living in poverty
though the psychological...
and then tear off her limbs
for a man that doesn't
love her right
Self realisation
isn't always freeing
when you're held under
and told to suck it up
because deep down
he's a good man
provides his family
drinks too much
spends all his free time
in video games
and doesn't understand sex
is a two sided affair
And maybe she'd have left him
if they didn't have a kid
but there's stability in his job
and it's nice not living in poverty
though the psychological...
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#DomesticViolence
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
12th Jun 2022 9:46pm
12th Jun 2022 9:46pm
Crescendo
Somebody close to me is hurting.
I don't know who it is
or what has happened,
but uneasiness has settled upon me.
It's almost musical—
a quality I would enjoy
under different circumstances:
my nerves reverberate
as though they have been plucked;
my heart beats, drum-like and hard;
soon my teeth might join in
chattering in syncopation.
I'm in a slow crescendo
which can only be silenced
when I hear that all is well,
or fall into sleep,
whichever comes first.
I don't know who it is
or what has happened,
but uneasiness has settled upon me.
It's almost musical—
a quality I would enjoy
under different circumstances:
my nerves reverberate
as though they have been plucked;
my heart beats, drum-like and hard;
soon my teeth might join in
chattering in syncopation.
I'm in a slow crescendo
which can only be silenced
when I hear that all is well,
or fall into sleep,
whichever comes first.
#anxiety
#family
#friendship #music
#friendship #music
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michaelslove2
Poem Published
12th Jun 2022 8:31am
12th Jun 2022 8:31am
Blackie's Poem
Blackie's Poem
We walked outside,
you right beside me
and we would go wherever
we wanted to go.
Every day we would walk,
our special time together,
unless there was rain
but even you did not mind the snow.
You would smell the bushes
and eat grass a little.
You would run across now, “Blackie's Field,”
paws up on your favorite tree.
Yeah, we walked around
and you became quite famous
for the cat that you had come to be.
Now I still walk with Midas and Baxter
as I...
We walked outside,
you right beside me
and we would go wherever
we wanted to go.
Every day we would walk,
our special time together,
unless there was rain
but even you did not mind the snow.
You would smell the bushes
and eat grass a little.
You would run across now, “Blackie's Field,”
paws up on your favorite tree.
Yeah, we walked around
and you became quite famous
for the cat that you had come to be.
Now I still walk with Midas and Baxter
as I...
#love
#friendship
#animals
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
11th Jun 2022 1:08am
11th Jun 2022 1:08am
vicarious appreciation
They live chaotic lives
mine is boring in comparison
though I don't mind living
vicariously through them
before going home
to a white picket fence cliche
that I've learnt to appreciate
because I've been on the other side
where every day is madness
and I didn't give a shit
whether or not
I lived or died
in any given moment
every bad decision
feeling like a good one at the time
I've earned this peace of mind
I've fought for it
lost friends for it
left whole worlds behind
just to hold on...
mine is boring in comparison
though I don't mind living
vicariously through them
before going home
to a white picket fence cliche
that I've learnt to appreciate
because I've been on the other side
where every day is madness
and I didn't give a shit
whether or not
I lived or died
in any given moment
every bad decision
feeling like a good one at the time
I've earned this peace of mind
I've fought for it
lost friends for it
left whole worlds behind
just to hold on...
#friendship
#alcohol
#drugs
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
10th Jun 2022 11:30pm
10th Jun 2022 11:30pm
J
She grew up with a coffin
as a coffee table
knows way too much about guns
loves bad boys who fuck
like demi gods
and hates being alone
She spends half her time stoned
is a good mum
with the patience of a saint
can't cook anything
that doesn't come out of a packet
she makes chicken nuggets
look like a gourmet meal
and has asked me so many times
to teach her how to cook
though we never find the time
She's been clean 6 years now
lost custody of her kid
for being a meth head ...
as a coffee table
knows way too much about guns
loves bad boys who fuck
like demi gods
and hates being alone
She spends half her time stoned
is a good mum
with the patience of a saint
can't cook anything
that doesn't come out of a packet
she makes chicken nuggets
look like a gourmet meal
and has asked me so many times
to teach her how to cook
though we never find the time
She's been clean 6 years now
lost custody of her kid
for being a meth head ...
#love
#friendship
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JusTim_
Poem Published
10th Jun 2022 9:52pm
10th Jun 2022 9:52pm
Looking Down My Street
Looking down my tree lined street
the setting sun casts her glow
upon the Chestnuts, Maples, and Oaks
dressed in worn out yellow ribbons
telling the story of friendship and loss
strength and courage.
How there was hope and there were dreams.
That life wouldn't pull us apart.
There was community and passion
and smiles each time you went through that revolving door.
We prayed, yes we prayed for us that we wouldn't lose you
that we wouldn't be missing someone so true.
I raise my head up to the skies
washing away a lingering...
the setting sun casts her glow
upon the Chestnuts, Maples, and Oaks
dressed in worn out yellow ribbons
telling the story of friendship and loss
strength and courage.
How there was hope and there were dreams.
That life wouldn't pull us apart.
There was community and passion
and smiles each time you went through that revolving door.
We prayed, yes we prayed for us that we wouldn't lose you
that we wouldn't be missing someone so true.
I raise my head up to the skies
washing away a lingering...
#love
#friendship
#death
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Fishmander
Poem Published
10th Jun 2022 9:34pm
10th Jun 2022 9:34pm
Tattoo
Chased down by the allure
Badgered by our past
Who is gonna love us now
Needles start to puncture
Conscience in the trash
Who are we without us now
Faces start to fester
Playgrounds fade to black
Enlightened by our self doubt
Should have died here after
Courage we both lack
Halls where demons aren't allowed
Stare into our poison
Lap up every drop
Look at how the tattoo sings
Adorned by a pattern
Promises forgot
This is what obsession brings.
Badgered by our past
Who is gonna love us now
Needles start to puncture
Conscience in the trash
Who are we without us now
Faces start to fester
Playgrounds fade to black
Enlightened by our self doubt
Should have died here after
Courage we both lack
Halls where demons aren't allowed
Stare into our poison
Lap up every drop
Look at how the tattoo sings
Adorned by a pattern
Promises forgot
This is what obsession brings.
#love
#dark
#friendship
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