A Friendship Awakens
Sometimes it takes many years
for a friendship to awaken.
Many heartaches lay behind in its wake
as years go tumbling by.
Then suddenly the friendship awakens
and grows and grows and grows.
Feelings extend along a path
that was never there before.
A wealth of unconditional love
opens many doors
and your arms stretch out to embrace
what should have been there before,
but will never subside again.
27 October 2008
The poem was written for a very special friend
whose friendship took over forty years to awaken.
poem by David Harris
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True Friendship
Regardless of the relationship
Having a strong friendship
Should be the base of it
Lucy and Nenita you guys
Are an awesome fit
No matter the distance
You two I will never forget
Years have gone by
My how time flys
I have always thought
Of our goodbyes
As long hellos
Because our friendship
Runs deep in my soul
Your friendship is such a treasure
Real friendship is not easy to come by
Even if you try
One can learn much
From the Redwood trees
You see how tall
That the tree grows
Towering above the ground
But beneath it
The roots are joined together
Strong forever
I wish that I
Could show you my heart
Then you would
Be able see
Your special spot
For now my words
Are all I've got
Always believe
What you mean to me
Our friendship will
Always Be
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Sonnet: A Lost Friendship
You were my friend then: now almost stranger!
Our friendship appeared once very glorious;
What happened meantime, gives me great anger;
Our friendship no longer remains serious.
Fool you were, to be misled by others,
Who drove a giant wedge ’midst our friendship;
Cut off is our friendship, which me bothers;
A nadir has come in our relationship.
What years of intimacy have been lost?
You’ve been foolish, very much on your part;
Our friendship today is just but a ghost;
Won’t your eyes see the true love in my heart?
Dear friend however, you can’t be my foe;
I hope that our friendship, blossoms once more!
poem by John Celes
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Friendship
Friendship
Friendship is love,
Without friendship love means nothing!
Without friendship love is empty…
Without friendship love is boring...!
Friendship means sharing…
People learn to share from friendship,
Share everything they have in life,
Friendship is like stars,
Even though we always see them together
Always mean to each other…
But,
Sometimes they argue!
Friendship is like flower,
Soft but strong!
Friendship is like sun,
Bright and beautiful!
Friendship is everything in life,
Life without friendship is like life without air…
Life without friendship is like eats without food
And
Life without friendship is like body without soul…
Friendship is wide!
Anybody can be our friend,
Our parents, our grandparents, our sister, our brother and even our school principal!
Friendship….
Is everything!
poem by Qistina Zaini
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Friendship's Flower
Life is like a garden
And friendship like a flower,
That blooms and grows in beauty
With the sunshine and the shower.
And lovely are the blossoms
That are tended with great care,
By those who work unselfishly
To make the place more fair.
And, like the garden blossoms,
Friendship's flower grows more sweet
When watched and tended carefully
By those we know and meet.
And, if the seed of friendship
Is planted deep and true
And watched with understanding,
Friendship's flower will bloom for you.
poem by Winniek Koh
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FriendShip Flowers
Life is like a garden
And friendship like a flower,
That blooms and grows in beauty
With the sunshine and the shower.
And lovely are the blossoms
That are tended with great care,
By those who work unselfishly
To make the place more fair.
And, like the garden blossoms,
Friendship's flower grows more sweet
When watched and tended carefully
By those we know and meet.
And, if the seed of friendship
Is planted deep and true
And watched with understanding,
Friendship's flower will bloom for you (
poem by Mazher Sheikh
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Happy Friendship Day,2011
Good friendship is important in earthly life
True friendship is a rare find, lasting a life-time
Friendship is supportive, wholesome and priceless
Friendship must grow but is difficult to keep.
Friendship affords joy, solace and distraction
Friendship gives a better meaning to life
Friendship may deliver what parents sometimes fail to
Friendship is valuable, useful and advantageous.
Friendship makes the world a better place to live
Friendship makes living worthwhile, loveable and liveable
Friendship creates the right environs for sharing
The basis of good friendship is selfless, dedicated love of a special kind.
(7-8-11)
poem by John Celes
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Friendship
Friendship is a seed
that sprouts from the ground
when an open hand is extended
when smiles and laughters are shared
when exchange of stories is heard.
Friendship is a plant
that thrives on the ground
when drops of rain fall down
when sunshine breaks through
the leaves to make food for life.
Friendship sprouts and grows
when love and care are extended
when deepest thoughts are understood
when laughters and tears and shared
when wrongs are forgiven for a fresh start.
Friendship is a seed, a plant
which sprouts and grows
when its common food
on the leaves and from the ground
feeds the mind and heart
to bear and sustain friendship
in all the good and bad times.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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We Knew But Didn’t Know
Occasionally people come into our lives,
people we knew but didn’t know.
We knew them from our early years
before life sent us in different directions.
Years would pass before we met again
with this person we knew but didn’t know.
The passing years had changed us both,
wiser but strangers no less.
In the exchanges that follows a friendship grows.
A friendship that was never there before
with this person we knew but didn’t know.
Everything happens for a reason
and the reason is not for us to know.
In meeting it changes us, ignites a flame within,
a flame of caring given a chance should have been.
Now in maturity we get to know that person
we knew but didn’t know.
What the future holds is as uncertain as tomorrow,
but we walk towards it with this friend,
a person we knew but didn’t know.
27 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Your A Great Friend
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
To be a real friend
You have to trust to be a great friend
It takes more than caring
To be a real friend
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
You are a true friend
That is really kind
And knows how to cheer me up when im down
Your funny pretty
My family like you
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
If I never meet you
I think that today
I don’t think I would of knew what friendship was
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
We like to chill with each other
We like to chill with each other everyday
We like to tell each other everything
That is what best friends do
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
poem by Lauren Louise Jenkins
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A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXVII
The poets, every one, have sung of passion.
But which has sung of friendship, man with man?
Love seeks its price, but friendship has a fashion
Larger to give, and of less selfish plan.
The world grows old. From Beersheba to Dan
We find all barren, ruby lips grown ashen,
Hearts hard with years--and only Jonathan
Weeping with David o'er a ruined nation.
Then in the depth of days and our despair,
We count our treasures, if so be remain
Some loving letters, rings and locks of hair.
Nay, mourn not love. These only are not vain,
Your manlier wounds, when in the front you stood,
For a friend's sake and your sworn Brotherhood.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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The episode of love
The stump of friendship across grows
Into a canopy of love,
And duly pruned by the tempest
Returns to the stump of friendship.
03.08.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nature of Best Friendship!
Reciprocation in love is the romance of life;
Reciprocation in friendship doubles joy in life!
Friendship based on love edifices courage;
Friendship on a great cause grows confidence!
Romantic love helped by friendship fills heart
Full of joy and enthusiasm to venture on new way
Never before tried as in adventure to achieve laurel
Ending in fulfilment of joy as you like it in romance!
Romantic life of friends builds bond stronger ever
To indulge in creative activities exploring truth
As mystic poets of romantic period pioneered
To bring treasures of art for the benefit of all!
Inspired by romantic pursuits friendship is lovely
To live on so as there is no time for monotony ever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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A Friendship
Gold is a metal that glints in the sun,
a precious metal that everyone wants some,
but gold can also be more special
when friendship looms on you.
Friendship is something special
and worth more than the metal gold.
For once, it’s wrapped around you,
you will never feel the cold.
It maybe invisible to the touch,
but can still be felt.
For when you are in need,
a friend is always there.
Their words melt the coldness
that comes from despair
and turn your frown
from an upside down smile around.
There is an old saying
that goes just like this,
with one friend you’ll never need
to ever be lonely again.
So when you have a friendship
take care of it with all your might,
for if you let it go
it may disappear out of sight.
29 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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Maybe
For a long time
I have been an admirer
Of yours
For decades
Yet my feelings for you
Have not faded
So much has changed
Through the years
LPs to CDs
VHS to DVDs
Land phone lines to cell phones
Nothing has remain permanent
Except for my feelings for you
So real and so true
Even if these feelings
Grows into nothing
It won't change a thing
After all these years
Of having these feelings
Inside that won't subside
And yet these feelings still manage to survive
They won't go away
No matter how much
I try
Maybe it will always
Forever be unfinished business
Of something that has yet to begun
So I will continue to
Keep these feelings tuck away
Just in case! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Three Hearts
For JoAnn and Meggie
My adopted sisters and partners in poems
When you take partners
in whatever you do,
they become extra close,
becoming an extended family.
They bring an inner joy
that is sometimes hard to find.
They share a special place
deep within your heart.
If you write together
as I do with my adopted sisters,
you like to compliment each other
with every line you write.
A special bond is formed,
not only with the friendship
that grows on a daily basis.
You care about them
always trying to ensure
that they feel no hurt,
and if they do,
your arms are always there to comfort them.
My adopted sisters have that bond
deep within my heart
and we have become
three hearts beating as one.
Though we may live
thousands of miles away from each other,
I have become richer from their friendship.
There is one thing that I have promised myself to do,
that is to visit each of them
and give them a big, big hugs
that are well over do.
I love you Lil sis’s.
Love and hugs from your Big Bruv.
13 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Special Friend
Your friendship likens the sun-
it lights up the world
Your friendship likens a fruit-
it grows sweeter with age
Your friendship likens a precious brooch-
gives cause to hold close to my heart
Friendship can’t be packaged and delivered-
it is the “great work” of God-not man made.
Dedicated to long time friends: Odette Whitaker and her husband Johnny Whitaker
I’m so blessed to have you as my friends.
Almedia S Knight
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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To you, my dear friend,
Friendship begins, and goes on forever,
Friend indeed don't put friend in mouth,
Just put in heart even five years no see,
Friend don't ask bagatelles,
Just wish everything goes well,
Friend don't disturb you,
Just give you the strength to go on,
Friend don't want got sth. from you,
Just love,
Friend always share the beauty of life,
Even more the hard time,
Friend goes together when the sun is shining,
Even more the raining day,
Friend pledge someday sth.,
Even more the actions,
Friend remember happy times past,
Even more now,
Friendship ends, and we pass away.
In Loving Memory
A long time ago,1976 to be exact
a friend said I should go along
to a writing class he had joined.
Therefore, I did and met someone,
who was to change my life.
However, I did not know it at the time.
For the first couple of years he was simply my tutor.
However, as the years rolled on,
he became my mentor,
and most of all my friend.
For every year, we knew one another
the friendship grew stronger than before.
Before I met Maurice,
he had published four novels
and I have every one.
He started with A City Called Holy,
next came The Splendour and the Havoc,
and then The World and the Flesh,
and finally Across the Frontier.
He also wrote plays,
produced, directed and acted
in them with his wife Peggy.
When I met him his books
were out of print,
but through the years,
I found them one by one.
After a friendship that lasted
over seventeen years Maurice died.
However just before he passed away,
he told me how his local library
had approached him, wanting to know
if he had any copies of his books,
as they only had one left.
He did not and felt sadly about that.
As he told me, I made a promise to myself.
Not matter how long it took,
or how much it would cost,
his local library would have,
those books of his they did not have.
More than ten years passed from the time of his death,
until I was finally able to fulfil my promise.
I collected through the years
the books the library was missing.
In January 2006, I presented them to his local library.
It was a way of saluting a special friend,
helping keep his name alive.
I did it because of the special gifts,
through the years he gave me.
His friendship, his knowledge and help
with my writing no one had ever given before.
Therefore, any success
that I may ever achieve
can be contributed to him.
A gentleman of words,
my tutor, my mentor,
and lastly a very kind and special friend.
(For the late Maurice Callard)
poem by David Harris
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Early Works - Bob And June
If this world should ever end
in the next we’d still be friends
for though we are from different walks of life
with different worries and strife
we combined together in strength of force
with friendship as a straight and narrow course.
Bob is the youngest of us all
isn’t very tall, but his friendship
is something you cannot explain
it’s true and sound, something profound.
June, Bob’s wife I’ve not known that long
has given me friendship and hope that’s strong
that’s why when together in a room
all sadness by happy faces and laughter is consumed.
Though our world is changing rapidly
our friendship will remain constantly
for our friendship will never break
of this make no mistake
for ours is a true friendship rarely found
in this world that revolves around.
That’s why this poem of friendship does conclude
my tribute to Bob and June.
Date unknown. (Probably early 1970s)
Authors note:
The sad note to this poem only recently found is that June died a few years ago of cancer. Bob afterward withdrew from friends and family until his whereabouts at present is unknown. I believe that we will meet again whether it is in this world or the next.
poem by David Harris
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Friendship
Is friendship a shadow
Which follows you always,
Rejoices in your happiness,
Or, saves in unfair days?
Is friendship a dream
Which flows like a river
In your heart of hearts,
You hurt it but it never hurts?
Is friendship the sleeping lust,
Which nibbles the soul,
Lying dormant for years;
Gives birth to tears?
When lie gets prevalent,
Turpitude commits sin,
Friendship breaks as fragile piece,
Truth cries for justice;
poem by Nilakshi Das
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