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My Friend | | ....... never leave your side no matter what will come along our souls forever tied." so i went home, to my surprise my sister came .......... |
Realm Of Nothingness | | you said to me that friendship lasts forever but i dont believe that anymore i thought that i could trust you to be there for me through .......... |
the chicks | | i hope you all get to have friends like mine someone to talk to when your all alone someone to tell your secrets to and know they are safe i .......... |
The Everyday Need: Friendship | | i am friendship. i live in the heart of outgoing, caring people. my job is life; i keep all the people of the world going. my favorite .......... |
The Girl | | ........ end it will stay with her all four years all she wants is one true friend and an end to all these tears. |
The Most Meaningful Burden to Bear | | ....... we stand, divided we fall, very well be may be the best rule of all! if you open your mind you can see with clear .......... |
The Story's End | | ........ someone who needs it because all she needed was a friend. to look past her dieing look and see someone just like you. |
TREASURES | | ....... upon my face to keep from falling too far behind, i run a steady race. friends are near to hold my hand. thank god they are here. i am .......... |
why i feel this way. | | ....... in the back the one with out anything i'm the one everyone thinks of a friend i'm the one people ignore i'm just the average girl .......... |
You | | I see you as the light under the door A little piece of what I've never seen before I'm one more step away All I have to do is reach and turn I hear you as a single note ringing in my ear Sung beautifully as it drifts through the air I'm a harsh whisper I'm far away from .......... | | << <Prev 1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7| 8| 9| 10| Next> >> | | Friendship Poems: 41-50 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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