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Imaginary Friend

I had an imaginary friend.
He came to me alone.
He smiled as though he knew me well
but to me he was unknown.
My father was upset with me.
My mom said 'Let her be.'
And so my friend who played with me,
no one else could see.

In my room I'd wait for him
and when he did appear
I asked him where he came from?
He told me very near.
I asked him what his name was?
He said 'You pick a name.'
I chose the name 'Invisible'
and then we played a game.
'Now you see me. Soon you won't
but don't you worry when you don't
'Cause imaginary friends don't ever last.
They leave and go away.
Just try and remember the fun we had
forever and a day.'

poem by Edwina Reizer
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My imaginary friend

My imaginary friend
Has got brown eyes
And brown hair
My imaginary friend
Is as cuddly
As polo bear
My imaginary friend
Is playful and kind
My imaginary friend
Has got a big mind
My imaginary friend
Is complete with care
My imaginary friend
Knows how to share
My imaginary friend
Is my sweetheart
My imaginary friend
Likes so much art
My imaginary friend
Is really fun
The truth is
I don’t have imaginary friend
All of this is my mum

M.Reka 2006

poem by Marinela Reka
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Now Just Remember Your Own Words 'Just a Friend

The number of times I have told you
The amount of times I've asked you
The existence of a preexisting condition.
Like a mental case
Just a friend
Nothing more to show
The tease of the week
but just a friend
Always and forever just a friend
But where did you go
If that was so
Walk away only to come back tomorrow
In tears of sorrow
Hate your mom cause she tries to help
Standing on your own
And all alone
Just pick up the phone
But you won't
Got to entertain tonight
Got move on with show
And then you their yet again
Just a friend
Then why do you want to dance
I know you
I know where you want it
I know the way you want it
Just a friend
Back off man
A kick to the nuts
Dropping to your knees with a what the (You Fill In The Blanks)
Just a friend
A dangerous game is being played
With every word you say
Big brother I've been and never will be
Not to you
You just don't get it
Just a friend
But just a piece of (You Fill In The Blanks) to those
Taking off all your cloths
Acting like hoe
Screwing everyone I know
Just a friend
Then expect me to defend
Your name
Your honor
Your dignity
Your kid
Just a friend
What do you just not get
This is a very bad trip
With every slip
I'm getting so distant
So very awkward
The scene of this crime has ended
It ended with those words 'Just A Friend'
I'm sorry girl but now you have just mistaken.
I'm sorry girl but now it is I'm in love with your friend.
I can't even ever go down that road ever again.
Now Just Remember Your Own Words 'Just A Friend'

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Who Is Your Best Friend?

Everybody needs friends, we all have friends
Some friends are closer to us than our families
If we happen to fall, there are friends to pick us up
What will our life be without friends?
There are many categories of friendship
There are casual friends, bad friends and good friends
The question here is – who is your best friend?
Friends who can turn your tears into laughter
Is your wife your best friend?
I mean the friend you go to
When you need honest advice
Is your husband your best friend?
I mean the friend who knows you
More than you know yourself
Is your brother or sister your best friend?
I mean the friend who always assists you
To solve difficult personal problems
Is your father or mother your best friend?
I mean the friend you feel safe to keep secrets
Are your in-laws your best friend?
I mean the friend you can tell anything
Is your boss or co-worker your best friend?
I mean the friend who can cover you up at work
Is your son or daughter your best friend?
I mean the friend you use as sounding board
For all your confidential and private thoughts
Is your former classmate your best friend?
I mean the friend who cheers you up on bad days
Whoever may be your best friend, remember that
A friend in need is always a friend indeed

poem by Julius Babarinsa
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To a Friend... I Shall Never Forget...

The first day I came to this school
I felt totally and completely alone
No one approached to say hi to me
I felt like I was entirely invisible and unknown
But then a light from heaven came to me
And asked me what my name was
And there came the first feeling of friendship
You were the greatest and best because
You were my friend
When I had no one else to talk too
You were my buddy
I felt the friendship between us was true
You treated me very kindly
And was incredibly nice to me
I knew that you were a gift from God
And you were the one who made me see
The true meaning of friendship
And the real feeling of devotion and care
You were the one I knew
That was and still is there
You were always there when needed help
And when I needed some comfort to engulf me
Instead of telling me I don’t know what to do
You talk to me and tell me what a greater person I can be
I know I am a better person
And that’s because of you my truly and best friend
I definitely know that I will remember this
Forever to by which shall never end
You have a great and a very polite personality
That is everyone’s wish to become
And you have achieved in your life
And had most certainly and definitely won
You are a role model to me
And I absolutely look up to you
A friend I shall always respect
A friend that is a-hundred-percent true
You are –my friend
a dream come true
A friend that I shall always remember
And I will never ever find a friend like you.

poem by Marria Attar
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August 8th

Listen here. I've never played it safe
in spite of what the critics say.
Ask my imaginary brother, that waif,
that childhood best friend who comes to play
dress-up and stick-up and jacks and Pick-Up-Sticks,
bike downtown, stick out tongues at the Catholics.

Or form a Piss Club where we all go
in the bushes and peek at each other's sex.
Pop-gunning the street lights like crows.
Not knowing what to do with funny Kotex
so wearing it in our school shoes. Friend, friend,
spooking my lonely hours you were there, but pretend.

poem by Anne Sexton
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song performed by by New Edition
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You're Still My Best Friend

Remember last year when we had been best friends?
We promised to never leave each other till the very end,
Remember all the memories we had spent together?
Memories that will never fade away, inside us forever.

Along our friendship there's been a lot of fights going on,
But nothing can ever break our friendship bond.
Not even a boy, not even a girl,
You're the bestest friend in the whole wide world.

We fight alot and you know it's trye,
But I'm glad we actually made it through.
The crazy things we did and the times we had spent,
Enter the graduation stage and knew a new year had began.

The next new year a new chapter began,
Knowing that things will never be the same.
We thought we could make it, taking the risk,
Never knew it would turn out like this.

I was torn between two friends and had to choose one,
Whether I like it or not, believe me it was no fun.
But what choice do I have as you were far apart,
Choosing between you and her, do you know how hard?

Eventhough it's over and nothing could ever be the same,
Well that's how life is, it's just like a game.
Eventhough I had chose her and our 'best friend days' had end,
But whatever happens, you're still my best friend.

poem by Ainin Sofiya
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River (Millie)

Flowing through my life like a river,
you provide that tranquility,
the ever constant path and rhythm.
You are all I could of asked for.

A friend I care for,
a friend I can't love more,
a friend so bright,
a friend sparkling my night.

A friend always there,
a friend who is always fair,
a friend who I respect,
a friend better than all the rest.

A friend I admire,
a friend who I can't tire,
I friend who I trust,
a friend which has no lust.

A friend who will last,
a friend who you can't cast,
a friend who is a treasure,
a friend forever for sure.

As I will try to keep you,
supporting you as I can,
standing by your side in decisions,
trusting you with my eyes closed.

poem by Javier Falcon
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More Fool You

I held the rope so tightly
As she climbed
Down from her room
We said wed make our getaway
Underneath the moon
I always will remember
The night that we left home
And the words of warning
Ringing in my ears
More fool you, more fool me ...
New job, new friends and a family
In a house on the sunny side
We played on the wheel of fortune
But it was me that took the ride
It didnt work between us
I had to give it all away
And in the end I knew it had to be
If Ive told you once
Then Ive told you twice
But Ill tell you once again
Now shes taken away
Most everything
And Ive lost my only friend

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Poem Of Child 2

I played with dogs and cats at home,
cows and buffalo in the shed,
But strange was when
I played with my friends,

Animals played with me for play's sake,
Enjoying game well,
But when my friends played,
Each game ended in arguments,
This made me to think,
How sincere are animals,
Adjustable and loving they are,
Never care for little pain,
Unlike me and my friends,
Not playing,
only fighting to prove,
superiority on one another!

In science class when teacher told,
Men too are animals,
Stunned I went home weeping,
complaining my mother about teacher,
My mind was not ready to agree this,
But learnt a lot,
now I weep with animals
saying stories of men!

Looking at the trees and plants,
Bathing with hot water,
sleeping under blankets,
Compassionately I thought,
Next day poured hot water on plants,
Covered them with blankets at night
I was satisfied with what I did
when others laughed at me!

my childhood was so good,
Everytime I wanted to good,
But only good enough to make others laugh
listening to radio,
I wonder who sang in it,
Seeing at the light and lamp,
I imagined oil come through wires,
looking at the globe and atlas,
I asked my father,
Is world look like this,
If then,
are we in a cage of Latitudes and longitudes,
My questions were ridiculous,
but not my curiosity to learn!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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I Told Myself

I told myself
You do love me
Is it really true?
She asked me

I told myself
You care for me
Are you really sure?
She asked me

I told myself
You do miss me
As often as you?
She asked me

I told myself
You need me too
Are you guessing?
She asked me

I told myself
You never tell me
Why on Earth?
She asked me

I told myself
You hide a lot…
Is that friendship?
She asked me

I told myself
You think too much
Does he not feel?
She asked me

Tell me, my love
What shall I say?
To all those queries
That she asked me...

How should I answer?
What should I ponder?
Tell me the truth
For she still asks me...

You For Me
And Me For You
Is it the Future?
One last Question
She did ask me.

I don’t have the answers
Yet she keeps asking me…
May be, she knows,
One day, one moment
You’ll let her know
How you feel for me...

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Real And Unreal...

in the imaginary garden
the real toads are croaking
in that imaginary room
a real person is
thinking
in that imaginary thought
some real things
are broken.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Friend From Above

I prayed for you before we met
Not knowing who you'd be
I asked the Lord to send me a friend
One chosen just for me.

I asked that they'd be Godly
With wisdom of His ways
A friend to help and guide me
In the trouble of these days.

So often in life we need someone
To listen while we talk
Someone who will not condemn or judge
But encourage us as we walk.

The narrow road we choose to follow
May sometimes make us stumble
But to have a friend to catch our fall
Teaches us to be humble.

When I asked the Lord to send a friend
Though many came and went
He gave me much more than I ever asked
For instead of just one, two He sent.

poem by Tiana Webb
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0427 We'd never have guessed..

There’s so much
we never know,
would never have guessed,
never asked,
and now regret that
we never asked,
about what it was like for ‘them’
before we were born…

I can’t remember exactly
how old I was – eight? - when I knew
that Mum couldn’t possibly
have been my mother.

She was so innocent, so simple, yet
so quietly organised,
so sensible, so unlike me
- who was unlike Dad anyway, didn’t he remind me -
that she could never
have had.. sex? .. with Dad..

It must have been my ‘naughty’ aunt, who had me,
‘father unknown’ but conveniently
adopted by my ‘parents’ -
the one who had an eye for the boys
and boy did the boys have eyes for her,
who asked every evening if she could
go out and play with them, while
Dorothy did her homework,
learned double-entry book-keeping by post,
did part-time secretarial work,
became the first female bank-clerk in the town, and still
made the cakes and scones to sell
in the terrace front-window shop
before she went to morning school or work,
while Grandad wheezed in the armchair, sick from the cotton mill..

It was only when my mother, in her sixties, took me
on her annual holiday once to see my
aunt (?) Mary, and the two played one-up
all the time, that I realised the truth of this
familiar family play of life:

Two daughters, fighting for their father’s love,
picking each their role: the one,
doing all the right things to win his love;
the other, forever testing his love
with naughtiness; (she never married, just
played the Magdalene) :
he died, and yet
they carried on their fight; Grandma was
some bystander, I guess. And of course,
Grandad loved his ‘scamp’ so much –
she, the same twinkle in his eye
that he had when he courted Grandma..
Who won, in the end? Neither? Both?

After I saw that, it didn’t seem to matter so much
which of them was really my mother. It would
have been fair if they could, somehow,
have shared me; and maybe, I them.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Dream On

Dark road.
Radio on.
Late night
turning into
early morning
day.
The two of us,
sharing a
joint,
on our way,
to imaginary
better place.

Having finished
it,
you flick the butt
out the window.

We were talking about
something indifferent
when I,
in a moment of silence,
cut in:
' - I wonder when
I came home
last night! '
“ - I’m damned tired! ”
I told you.

You did not
reply
so I reckoned
you had not heard me.

I tried again:
“ I wonder when
I came home last night”
“I’m damned tired! ”
only this time louder,
so loud,
in fact,
I woke myself up
to sunshine through
palm leaves.

“What you say? ”
asked the two
piece bikini girl
in the hammock
next to me.

I turned to her
and smiled,
explaining it
to her
as best as I could
in the language
of black haired
chocolate tanned
beauties
“Oh, you dream”
she said, smiling.
“Guess I did”
I replied.
“Want go swim? ”
she asked me.

I shook my head
and yawned.
“Perhaps later..”
She got up,
kissed me,
and walked off.
I watched her walk towards
the ocean:
young perfection
in motion.
halfway there
she turned,
and waved
at me.
I waved back.

I then grabbed
this
pen and paper
to thank you
in the language of
old friends,
a century +
years later.

Thanks Friend.
Thanks for the ride.
Thanks.

poem by Carsten Thomsen
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My Friend

Written by orbison/dees.
If I my friend cant tell you.
When you my friend are wrong.
Not to do what you want to
Just because its wrong.
Well then my friend in passing.
Weve been friends too long.
And I my friend must tell you,
Leave that woman alone.
Your little girls might not understand,
And you know the baby would cry.
And what would you do if their mommy knew,
And she told you goodbye?
Let it end my friend say its over,
And thank the stars above.
That youve got a home to run to,
And a sweet sweet woman to love.
I must say my friend if you stay my friend.
Leave that woman alone.leave my woman alone.

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Yes, My Poems Are Imaginary

these poems tell about despair
and who will ever like despair? you grumble
why can't these poems have
happines as its theme
a poem that like a belly dancer must entertain
weary bedouins
oasis to the thirsty camels
cool green palms to travellers whose feet are dusty
and even blistered
grass to some snakes
and trees to black birds
rest for the night
tent and wine and bread and lyre to our passions

but do not worry my friend
these poems are imaginary
like a garden existing only in our minds
we transport some toads and butterflies
and clouds and sun and tonight
let us have the moon and some glasses of strong wine
let us put our bed outside
in this garden where the moon shines
and creates the silver sheen in our happy faces

we love illusions, we can have all the illusions we need
when we are drunk, when we dance when we are finally drunk
when we even want to make love
when we are drunk & when we make love and we do not choose
whom to kiss and caress and touch an unknown body
with our hands and lips and choose

what we remember and what we do not want to remember
now i want to write
about illusory gardens and imagine despair that despair
has no place and must leave right away
let me
do not hinder me write what i want
about what i can disown

but i assure you, whatever that is, these poems
i am talking to you, as a friend, and even be a lover at the end,

even if the rest are imaginary, and fiction and illusory
i am still real amidst this grumble and rubble

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Though imaginary…

Equator is an imaginary line
Around which I build the geography.
Solar signs are imaginary divisions
Around which I build the astrology.
God is an imaginary figure
Around which I build the religion.
What, if your love of me is imaginary?
Let me write volumes about you and our love.
16.12.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seven Days

(vs.1)
Ive been searching for someone
But never looked before my eyes
There you were to my surprise
It was so obviouse looking into your face
After playing a game of truth or dare
I wanted to stay at your place
I never thought that i
Would fall in love with you
But since the day we kissed
I knew it had to be you
I never thought we would be together
I cant believe I just made love to you
After all the things that weve been through
Now what are we gonna do
Ohh
(chorus)
Monday, a friend of mine
Tuesday, we played a game
Wednesday, you went away
Thursday, things werent the same
On friday, you came back
I wanted to kiss you
On saturday
On sunday we made love
Now what are we gonna do
(vs.2)
As much as i, I want you
I dont wanna wreck a friend
Ive already found in you
Ive been there before
And I cant ignore
How two friends became one
But walked away with none
I cannot risk a friend
But the love is so good
I gotta make a choice
I would if I could
I never thought we would be together
How can I address you
Hey lover? , hi friend!
How ya doin? , where ya been?
I gotta make a choice
(chorus)
(guitar plays: george benson)
On sunday we made sweet sweet love
Tuesday we played a game
But sunday we made love
Now what are we gonna do?
A friend of mine

song performed by by Mary J Blige
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