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 Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 6:18 pm
The closest best friend, filled with laugh and who's just
She's a definite girl with whom I entirely trust
We're there for one another, and that principle is a must
No boy will tear us apart, with no love nor lust
A faraway friend who I no longer see
She'll always be in my heart, ageless like a tree
She may be gone, but forgotten, she'll never be
I'll never forget the girl that was the first to save me from me
He is my boyfriend, but he's more than that
Through darkest pain and warmest light, with him I chat
About my fears, the sorrow, worry of being forgotten out flat
He's promised to stay beside me, and so far, there he's sat
Then there is the brother, who I see as a guard
He's been here the longest, even when I fell so hard
Always trhere to ensure my heart is never charred
Helping me forget the past, and all it's scarred
These are my friends, the ones I love
Away from my life, I shall never shove
From my deep, drwoning pool, they've pulled me above
Back to the world, soaring, like a dove
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Title: Love of Friends
Who is the poem about: -in order by stanza- My best friend since sixth grade, my best friend from fifth grade who moved in seventh, my boyfriend, and my older brother.
Did you like the theme: It made me a little sad to think of my moved friend.. Just reminds me friendship doesn't die.
Extra Comments: I think I'm worse at poetry than stories. XD
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:37 pm
Title: Best Friends
Who is the poem about: Two friends
Did you like the theme: I'm not much into poetry...I do stories
Extra Comments: N/A
The sun has faded and night has come,
He lies upon his bed alone.
Gazing towards the stary sky,
He wonders why...
He wonders why...
Why can't she understand his soul...
His pain, his hurt, when he's alone...
She looks to him for advice on love...
Yet he hates this thing...
This thing called love...
She sends him texts, and calls all night,
He sighs and shuts off his night light.
He doesn't know what to say to her,
His thoughts are nothing but a blur.
Why can't she be more like he,
And let it go...let her heart be?
He wonders this some more that night,
As he turns on his bedside light.
He dials a number that he knows,
What else are best friends for if not moments like those?
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virtual ghost uninstalled
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:45 pm
I would call you
Aphrodite
if you were not entwined in the arms of Gaea
veins running like roots, pulsing like the saltwater quakes of the world
Words that blossom from your smile, heavy
with their own truths
dripping dew-drop pearls like teeth
Within murky waters I have seen your eyes
but in your eyes I
See
the sky, silver-lined with no need for clouds
a sun expanding within each pupil
threatening to disperse your radiance across the universe
Though you are anything but pure, you stand
in a white white dress, a current of baby's breath
lapping your feet
The gentle murmur of rain, that warm caress
vibrating through the ends of your nerves
to your heart
And you dance
Title: And if I Had a Heart, I Would Give it to You
Who is this Poem About: My friend Lucy :3 She's such a good friend to me, I love her so much... such a cliche thing to say, but words cannot describe how much this is true. She's stuck by me through thick and thin, even when I'm not always around to be there for her. Thanks, Ru-chan ♥
Did You Like the Theme: Yes. I don't often write about things like this, so it was a nice change of pace.
Extra Comments: Ha, this sounds like a love poem than a friendship poem... but there are so many different shapes of love.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:04 pm
Title: We Made it
Who is the poem about: My friends from my old wrestling squad @ Doss H.S
Did you like the theme: Yes
The taste of blood is overtaking my mouth
Feels like I stuffed my face with something I can't spit out
Sweat running down my face like tears from my warrior soul
Focusing on the enemy, but all I can hear is "GO!"
It was you all cheering for me to overcome my opposition
Chanting my name so that I can accomplish my mission
To earn what you all knew was rightfully supposed to be mine
I just had to take it before I ran out of energy and time
My mind is weighing heavy, but my heart and body are ready
To earn a victory so that my team can follow through with me
Giving our all together with my brothers in destruction
Mentally prepared, but my fight proceeds without instruction
I wore the emblem of my brothers like a logo my sleeve
It kept me going when I couldn't, it made me believe
That the path that I was going would lead me to the top
And even if I couldn't win, I vowed to never stop
And when my brothers battled, you could find me in the same spot
Chanting their name, telling them to give it all they got
Screaming loud and proud, begging them to go and try
So bent on our win that if we couldn't I would cry
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 10:36 am
Title: My Angel
Who is the poem about: Its about two 'friends'. The narrator and his angel are friends... more like he has kept this girl as a kind of slave. He finds her beautiful and attractive and just wants her divine company. But the girl, whom considers him a friend still, doesnt want to be so confined and needs freedom. From her lack of socializing she goes insane and murders her friend. smile
Did you like the theme: Not really, but hell I can make do lol.
Extra Comments: Crappy, but I dont care biggrin Its not for your enjoyments its for my own self expression.
Look at my lovely friend sitting yonder on the pine,
her soft sunshine locks falling over curves of her face.
Her eyes are a deep water,
deep enough to drown your soul.
Oh! By Gods! Look at how she rises,
so elegant and majestic like a dove in flight.
The looks of the angel she has,
but the devils temperment I do fear.
She comes walking towards me with her dove-like motions,
a glistening silver I see in her hands.
A knife! A dagger! Mischief! What is my angel doing with such a thing,
that ominous tool in her sweet hands.
Pressure and pain make its home in my chest,
crimson sparkling fluid coats my crisp starched shirt.
That sweet metallic scent fills my nostrils,
my angel has murdered me.
The blood drips over the pale white skin of her face,
even now as I lay dieing it is arousing.
My loving angel smiles over me and says,
"I am free."
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 3:52 pm
My darling friend, Dear Raven, Do you think we'd still be friends, Not just friends, Best friends, If you haden't died, If instead of you getting hit by that car, It was me, Do you think, I would have made it, If you couldn't I can't, We were both strong back then, But I think you were the stronger one, With a mind quick as lightning, And a mouth sharp as a knife, You really were my best friend, Hunting for ghosts in the cemetary late at night with me, Now you're the ghost, Instead of hunting for ghosts you're hunting for people, Someone that will listen to your story, Someone that will tell your story, Don't worry raven I'll be there to listen soon, Because I'm about to die too, That car didn't just hit you, It hit me too, I was knocked out for a few years, You died quick, Don't worry Raven, I'll be around to hunt people with you soon, Just wait up for me. Title: Ghost Did I like the theme???: Yes, It posed a bit more of a challange than last time. Who the poem is about/ Extra comments: This is about two friends. They were both hit by a car two year ago. One of them, named Raven, died instantly. The other ended up in a two year long coma. She's about to finally die. In her last moments in that coma and on Earth she remembers her friend Raven. X
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:25 pm
smile Ill give this a try, although my poetry is a bit rusty~ Title: My Bestest Guy Friend Who is the poem about: *points to the title* Did you like the theme: X D This theme couldn't have come at a better time Extra comment: : Dthis was hard lol accidentally went ten lines over and had to fix it (how can I be expected to write so shortly about a best friend ;D
Music sounded our first meeting a boom of bass, a crash of metal
Coming from interests alike walking together was unavoidable
We laugh, we joked, we hit it off hands held a bond a little bit stronger
Though the seriousness was ended we stayed together
Teasing each other to invoke a smile and talking to know for the better
Each moment was so enjoyable
Despite inside me feeling unfair
He changed my life and way of thinking
Set me on a path to better understanding
The land soon had stretched between us
Communication still continued
We shared experiences and told our stories
Then one day, none can tell why
Me and I cut the long line
Yet over there he was waiting
I felt bad for what I did, but a long time passed since the end
At all cost it came to me I had to repair the line and hope he still be
Yet there he was still waiting, no question why I had stop talking
We picked back up so easily
Two best friends, never parting
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 4:02 pm
Can you hear my voice
Calling to you?
Quiet but peaceful
Against the clamor around us
Somehow you hear me
Under this vast sea
In which I dwell,
Singing quietly
Sailed onward you did
To find me far away
From the others
Who merely observed
Even when you're away
You light the sky
Enchanting me like
Ancient magic
Can you see that
I hear you too?
The you that sings
Submerged like me. Title: Can You Hear? Who is the poem about: My best friend whose name shall not be mentioned Did you like the theme: I thought it was an okay theme; however, I don't normally write about my friends. Extra Comments
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 1:59 pm
"My Angelic Friend" When we skip along these familiar streets,
Sharing our secrets and thoughts,
I realize how much you mean to me
And without you, I'd be utterly lost.
When I cry, you wipe away my tears
And when you hug me, you push away my fears.
You rescue me when I'm scared and alone
And you take my hand to lead me home.
No matter where we are,
We're always in each other's hearts.
And whatever fights get in our way
Will be long gone the next day.
Whatever negative things to me you'll do,
I will never ever stop loving you.
When darkness threatens to swallow me whole,
I know that you'll purify my heart and my soul.
You'll be there through times thick and thin,
And I know that you will never sin
Because in my mind, my friend,
You're an angel whose wings will never bend. Title: "My Angelic Friend" Who is the poem about: My best friend Maggie. Do you like the theme: Well, it's okay. What's there to say? Extra Comments: I'm planning to post this on allpoetry.com, so if you see it, make sure it's by KoeMii. Sorry if it isn't great. Please don't criticize too much; I'm only 11. Thanks for reading it. .-. Maggie is my best friend forever in reality... She truly is like an angel. She eats and moves delicately and she's so bright... And seriously, her smiles do look like this face: :3. xD
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 6:09 pm
Candys
Dandys
Fun and games.
Toys
Joys
And window pains.
Laughs
Paths
Times to come.
Tears
Cheers
And words found dumb.
Ice
Spice
Food to share.
Pie
Chai
And drinks to spare!
Friends
Trends
Matching games.
Pills
Bills
Old and lame.
Well my friend I dreadthe end.
I guess I'll see you. Till then, then then.
Title: New and Old: A Friend Till the End Who is the poem about: And old friend of time I have known since birth Did you like the theme: I would give it a 2/5 Extra Comments: This poem starts off fun and games and ends with them old yet still close and the end is near, but they will still be friends after the end. I hope it makes since to you all! It was cute while I was writing it! it's 20 lines! count owo X
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 6:47 pm
Its dark and silence wraps itself around us
He's 15ft up off the ground as he reaches for our prize
I can feel my fear eating away at me
She holds onto the end of my tshirt knowing that if I move its a signal to run
"Idiots" I whisper under my breath
And she giggles behind me
He inches up the pole 4 more feet and he grabs the end of the colorful flag
She lets out a small scream
Excitment flowing through our veins
I smile to myself at another fond memory of that summer I spent with them
Along with all the other crazy stupid things we did
He climbed all the way up that pole and dragged all the way down that pride filled flag
Just to get scared and throw it on the ground and run
I laugh again, we held hands as we ran screaming
They meant everything to me
Back then I thought that sperating would be that death of me
But now I know,
Even when we're old tired and everyone else is gone
I'll still have all those moments that made me want to hold on
and now they make perfect stories for my ever so egar grandchildren
Title: A Memory
Who is the poem about: My friends Melissa, Kyle, and Mark
Did you like the theme: ^.^ 5/5
Extra comments: I was worried about what would happen when we all left each other and Kyle recently helped me understand that even if we weren't friends anymore, there would always be a part of all of us within each other cause we'll always have our memories
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