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.
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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Come On, Candi! Call It Quits! Willya?!
Mark
always
sees Candace
walk around the
pool constantly with
that seductive look in
her eyes and still wants her to
finally get it through her thick
head and call it quits because that guy's
going to marry his true love Danielle.
always
sees Candace
walk around the
pool constantly with
that seductive look in
her eyes and still wants her to
finally get it through her thick
head and call it quits because that guy's
going to marry his true love Danielle.
#fiction
#friendship
#ignorance
#marriage
#misunderstood
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Blood Divide
"My pain is greater!"
"No. mine is"!
"No. mines is"!
"Nuh, uhh!"
"Yea you’re right?"
"No,you are"!
Can I cry for you?
In the future. I died for you.
Sister.
Brother.
I’m sorry they got me.
I’m sorry the only time my color blinds work when Im out of Orbit.
I’m sorry that the white sheet ghost of my past empowered me with wrath.
I’m sorry that my tornado got you in its path.
Don’t hate me, and I love you,
Don’t hate them,
because we...
"No. mine is"!
"No. mines is"!
"Nuh, uhh!"
"Yea you’re right?"
"No,you are"!
Can I cry for you?
In the future. I died for you.
Sister.
Brother.
I’m sorry they got me.
I’m sorry the only time my color blinds work when Im out of Orbit.
I’m sorry that the white sheet ghost of my past empowered me with wrath.
I’m sorry that my tornado got you in its path.
Don’t hate me, and I love you,
Don’t hate them,
because we...
#friendship
#ImSorry
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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Snail Mom?
She loves fiercely and with abandon
No favorites, they’re all adored
Big or small each one has their own special place in her heart
Treading lovingly, collecting shells
Natures fuel and healing power
Earth mother gently nourishing her offspring with such tenderness
Wait!
What?
She said, “I’m a Snail mom”
I said, “Huh?”
🐌
No favorites, they’re all adored
Big or small each one has their own special place in her heart
Treading lovingly, collecting shells
Natures fuel and healing power
Earth mother gently nourishing her offspring with such tenderness
Wait!
What?
She said, “I’m a Snail mom”
I said, “Huh?”
🐌
#friendship
#healing
#love #nature
#love #nature
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Slowly Step In For Her Shower
Quinna saw Grant dare
stare at her nude body
slowly step in for her
shower but it would be a sin
in a way against Jessica.
stare at her nude body
slowly step in for her
shower but it would be a sin
in a way against Jessica.
#fiction
#friendship
#home
#marriage
#sensual
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these songs in my chest are like birds that can't fly away
I chase down the memory of songs
like music can save me
through these lonely hours
when there's no one to talk to
and my thoughts make me crazy
I ache for touch
and bullshit words
that mean nothing and everything
in this purgatory of existence
because the idea of anything
is like a the spark of a lighter
before the inhale of whatever
is between my fingers
though today there's nothing
in my hands to set ablaze
And I miss the way
you make everything feel alright
like an ocean breeze...
like music can save me
through these lonely hours
when there's no one to talk to
and my thoughts make me crazy
I ache for touch
and bullshit words
that mean nothing and everything
in this purgatory of existence
because the idea of anything
is like a the spark of a lighter
before the inhale of whatever
is between my fingers
though today there's nothing
in my hands to set ablaze
And I miss the way
you make everything feel alright
like an ocean breeze...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#love
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The Bond Between an Extrovert and an Introvert
Why don’t you talk much?
What?
You don’t talk much.
Oh.. I don’t know. I just don’t.
Why not?
I don’t know why I am the way I am, I just.. am.
There has to be a reason; is it me?!
No! I just.. sometimes talking feels like too much, like overfilling a glass with too much water or something.
Wait are you the water.. or the glass?
Does it matter?
I guess not.
Do you hate that I’m quiet?
No! I just get curious sometimes. Because for me, talking makes...
What?
You don’t talk much.
Oh.. I don’t know. I just don’t.
Why not?
I don’t know why I am the way I am, I just.. am.
There has to be a reason; is it me?!
No! I just.. sometimes talking feels like too much, like overfilling a glass with too much water or something.
Wait are you the water.. or the glass?
Does it matter?
I guess not.
Do you hate that I’m quiet?
No! I just get curious sometimes. Because for me, talking makes...
#friendship
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Everything I Am
You asked me once
gently, in the dark
who I was.
It took me back
to being that lonely child;
how I’d blow dandelion blooms
to watch them fly
my Father seeing a thousand weeds,
while I saw a thousand wishes
ready to float into endless space.
I think back to that moment often
wondering where those tiny seeds
chose to land and root
just as I think of you now
on another continent
existing in one fixed place.
You asked me once
gently, in the...
gently, in the dark
who I was.
It took me back
to being that lonely child;
how I’d blow dandelion blooms
to watch them fly
my Father seeing a thousand weeds,
while I saw a thousand wishes
ready to float into endless space.
I think back to that moment often
wondering where those tiny seeds
chose to land and root
just as I think of you now
on another continent
existing in one fixed place.
You asked me once
gently, in the...
#friendship
#ImSorry
#respect #support
#respect #support
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I Begged You To Stop! Why Didn't You Listen To Me?!
Kate was on the floor.
She was naked and crying so hysterically.
Then, she looked at Alec.
She was naked and crying so hysterically.
Then, she looked at Alec.
#abuse
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#sensual
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One Reason Why A Sleepover Is A Bad Idea
Kevin woke
up and discovered that
he was naked and laying next to
his best friend Royce's mother which made him get out of
bed, dressed and out of that bedroom due
to the fear of getting
caught by her.
up and discovered that
he was naked and laying next to
his best friend Royce's mother which made him get out of
bed, dressed and out of that bedroom due
to the fear of getting
caught by her.
#fiction
#friendship
#home
#mother
#sensual
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A Conversation on Identity and Derealization
Who am I?
What?
I don’t recognize my face,
even though I see it everyday. Can I truly be myself,
If I don’t know who I am?
Are you okay?
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know if I ever did. I’ve lived in this body for all of these years, but I don’t know who I am.
You’re who you’ve always been..
Who have I always been?
Yourself? Why are you saying all these things..?
I don’t feel like myself, I don’t even know what that feels like. I feel like I’ve invaded a body and life that isn’t my own, yet...
What?
I don’t recognize my face,
even though I see it everyday. Can I truly be myself,
If I don’t know who I am?
Are you okay?
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know if I ever did. I’ve lived in this body for all of these years, but I don’t know who I am.
You’re who you’ve always been..
Who have I always been?
Yourself? Why are you saying all these things..?
I don’t feel like myself, I don’t even know what that feels like. I feel like I’ve invaded a body and life that isn’t my own, yet...
#friendship
#MentalHealth
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Your Turn To Listen
Theres a banging at the door
But i refuse to let you in
Ive given you so much of me
This time you will not win
Fuck these thoughts and all your lies
Im doing this for me
You won't distort this happiness
I will not let that be
All my life Ive given in
Ive let you have control
The monster I created
By letting you feed off of my soul
But she frightens you, I sense the fear
Your desparation shows
As your grip on me begins to wane
The stronger our bond grows.
Im not running this time
I...
But i refuse to let you in
Ive given you so much of me
This time you will not win
Fuck these thoughts and all your lies
Im doing this for me
You won't distort this happiness
I will not let that be
All my life Ive given in
Ive let you have control
The monster I created
By letting you feed off of my soul
But she frightens you, I sense the fear
Your desparation shows
As your grip on me begins to wane
The stronger our bond grows.
Im not running this time
I...
#friendship
#myself
#SelfReflection
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