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Friend or Enemy? | | when i picture u in my mind i know that u are the one to be my friend and not treat me like a loser. you like me for my personality you tell me stuff .......... |
Friends | | ....... believing. friends have ups and they have downs, friends forgive, forget, and forever stand. they always help you, no matter what may be at .......... |
Go The Distance | | ....... know she needs a friend but now it's not just a heart to mend, it's becoming a best friend, and that's what makes me tend to believe you and her .......... |
i wish i could tell you | | ........ blush and run off and you shout after me i guess these words inside my head you will never see. for my best friend rachel about jamie ettershank |
Mend | | ....... so close, i never knew we'd grown so far apart. what happened to best friends forever? what happened to being together always? we never thought this .......... |
my best friend | | best friend as childhood friends, we grew up together, swearing to be friends forever and ever. sometimes we would argue and fight, other times we .......... |
Night-tide Happenings | | ....... the last words to hear. out of breath i answered my friend. shocked to find my forever friend, dead but living, put to an end. now weeping for my long .......... |
Open the Door | | ....... for the child like an "old toy in new color." if you in hindsight accept my friendly hand and if everyone does the same in our band; if nobody sends .......... |
The Friend | | ....... as hard as this one. why do people have to change? you promised best friends forever. i was split in half. one lost in somewhere. but i promise you .......... |
Where Does She Belong? | | ....... once blooming flower, her world once was bright and beautiful with all her friends and family, quickly turning her life into a big swirl, her soul .......... | | << <Prev 11| 12| 13| 14| 15| 16| | | Friendship Poems: 151-160 of 160 |
So much poetry and art has been dedicated to best friends. One of the most touching stories that have spun so much poetry and loyalties of friendship is that of Emperor Haidrian and Antonius. Haidrian made Antonius a god after the tragic death of his best friend at the Nile River during a voyage through Egypt. Our friends are very exceptional and a great asset to our lives. They share with us the good and the bad through life and give us a boost when needed. What better way to express your adoration and gratitude to your friend than through poetry. Best friend poetry often times share stories of good times and honor the friend with praise during trials that they have gone through together. Many best friend poems keep the memory of their friends alive even when they are gone. We have so many best friend poems that people have shared with us and we would like in turn share them with you.
best friend Poem of the Day
TACT
What boots it, thy virtue,
What profit thy parts,
While one thing thou lackest,
The art of all arts!
The only credentials,
Passport to success,
Opens castle and parlor,
Address, man, Address.
The maiden in danger
Was saved by the swain,
His stout arm restored her
To Broadway again:
The maid would reward him,
Gay company come,
They laugh, she laughs with them,
He is moonstruck and dumb.
This clenches the bargain,
Sails out of the bay,
Gets the vote in the Senate,
Spite of Webster and Clay;
Has for genius no mercy,
For speeches no heed,
It lurks in the eyebeam,
It leaps to its deed.
Church, tavern, and market,
Bed and board it will sway;
It has no to-morrow,
It ends with to-day.
- RALPH WALDO EMERSON
Quote of the Day
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TACT
What boots it, thy virtue,
What profit thy parts,
While one thing thou lackest,
The art of all arts!
The only credentials,
Passport to success,
Opens castle and parlor,
Address, man, Address.
The maiden in danger
Was saved by the swain,
His stout arm restored her
To Broadway again:
The maid would reward him,
Gay company come,
They laugh, she laughs with them,
He is moonstruck and dumb.
This clenches the bargain,
Sails out of the bay,
Gets the vote in the Senate,
Spite of Webster and Clay;
Has for genius no mercy,
For speeches no heed,
It lurks in the eyebeam,
It leaps to its deed.
Church, tavern, and market,
Bed and board it will sway;
It has no to-morrow,
It ends with to-day.
- RALPH WALDO EMERSON |
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