I Know a Girl
I have a friend that I have never met.
A friend of two people.
Of two lives.
One people see and one people don’t.
One writes of pain and heartache while the other,
Lives within.
She wants to be that person trapped inside,
although she doesn’t know her customs.
Her poetry consist of tears and heartbreak.
Yet, the only thing I see is,
The smile she brings to my face,
a great person to talk to,
cause she'll make you laugh,
even if you wanna cry.
I wonder how such a beautiful person,
Could be gray to so many people.
I wish I could tell her everything,
Is going to be O.K. in time of doubt.
But she is the one that has to dig into herself,
To figure out how to become that person,
She wants to be, she needs to be, and I know she is.
Her writing may be made of pain and weakness.
But all I see is,
A smile that makes everyone like her,
That has great strength to get her through hardships.
She is some one I tell my secrets too.
Someone that sees me for who I am,
The me without the mask,
The me with not such a smooth shall,
And is unsure about her next move.
I only show her this cause for almost a year,
She has always been there for me.
THAX ESPN CHICK you’re the best! ! ! !
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
You're a Great Friend
When I have a bad day, I can go to you and
You make me feel better
You also put a smile on my face
I don't know what I will do without you here by my side
Thanks for being there
You're a great friend
When someone broke my heart, I can count on you to be there
You make me realized that there is something more important than him
I don't need him to make me happy
You're a great friend
When I have a problem, I know there is one person I can go to and is you
You help me get through it and not to hold back
You help me with so much
Thank you so much
You're a great friend
When I have a bad day, I can go to you and
You make me feel better
You put a smile on my face
I don't know what I will do without you here by my side
Thanks for being there
You're a great friend
When I need to talk to you about something, you are always there
You're a true friend
Everyone will want to be your friend because you're amazing person ever
I'm so happy to have you here with me
You're a great friend
poem by Christina Phan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
For My New Friend
I read a poem the other day,
of how we should look at the inner person.
Not at the way, that person looks or dresses,
nor the texture and colour of their skin,
but the real person that lies within.
I made a new friend last week by doing exactly that.
So many people had told me
that he was arrogant and abusive,
that he expected you
to do everything for him.
The person they were talking about is a paraplegic.
He lives his days in a wheelchair,
has trouble opening doors
and doing the up the laces in his shoes.
So yes, he needs help now and then.
I was helping him navigate
through several sets of doors.
We struck up a conversation,
and as we talked I found
what none of the others had seen.
He wasn’t arrogant and abusive,
but really very polite.
He had lovely sense of humour
and lovely smile.
I could immediately sense
there was a kind heart within.
As we talked I noticed something else too,
this poor lad had a lonely side as well.
By the time we reached the final door,
which I opened, for him,
I felt a little taller.
I had gained a new friend.
We said we would talk again
and left it at that.
Today when I saw him and said “Hello.”
A large smile came across his face,
and it set everything aglow.
1 October 2007
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fundamental of Liar Chapter LI: Savior
Criminal is a person who commits a crime
Rogue is a person who calmly kills 99 people to save 100 people
Hero is a person who can kill 99 people to save one person
Savior is a person who sacrifice himself to save people
Onlooker is a person who stays and witnesses all
poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Who Do You Believe In?
Do you want someone to come to your rescue?
Do you want someone to believe in you?
Someone who believes in what you do,
And sees everything through,
Someone to give you credit where it's due,
And know that what they're saying is true.
Do you believe in people, who wear a crown,
Do you believe in people, who bear a regal gown,
Do you believe in people that make you frown,
Do you believe in people that break you down?
Do you want someone to answer your prayers?
Do you want to find someone who cares?
Someone who ventures and dares,
Just to be there,
Someone who wants to share,
Their love without compare.
Do you believe in people, who play with lives,
Do you believe in a person, who never ever tries,
Do you believe in people, who you have to idolise,
Do you believe in a person who keeps up the lies?
Do you want someone you can feel?
Do you want someone who is real?
Someone who is completely ideal,
To help you heal,
Someone who will not conceal,
How much, to them, you appeal.
poem by Dale Mullock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Misconseptions
beautiful people are supposed to get far in life
they dont have any pain, hate or strife
their days go perfect
at least that's what people think
oh yeah dont forget about all those winks
everyone loves them and they get everything they want
but the deep dark secret no one knows?
is that they have to hunt
is it for the person they are or is it the person they want to become?
people will always have misconseptions
but this is the worst
for beautiful people are just people who get looked at first.
poem by Mckenzi Lew
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Liars No More
I had a person once told me,
maybe 1 year ago times 3
“I don’t associate with people that lie”,
then turned around a year later or so deny-
What they were out for in their truck,
well I guess he can pass the buck.
Then there was a person who said
he would be a millionaire in a year,
he lives in a fantasy world, he wasn’t sincere.
Now people can lie because they are afraid,
people can lie because have something to hide,
whatever the reason you can never figure out why.
One day they maybe come truthful with you,
maybe become honest and give you some clues,
until then you and them are not true friends.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 20,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Person's Worth Is Invaluable
A person's worth,
Isn't in their ability...
To obtain worldly possessions.
Or in the quality of them.
Can that person nourish others,
With encouragement?
Can that person be a true friend...
When the time for being one,
Shows what kind of skin...
That person 'is'
And exposes from within.
Being able to spend cash,
And make a quick dash on trips...
Or do a name dropping of notables,
Doesn't mean a thing...
If a person is negligent,
To extend heartfelt feelings...
Not too many can express or mention.
A person's worth is invaluable,
When a genuineness appears...
To surface time and again.
And that is proven to be dependable,
Without a doubt or a need to question.
Can that person nourish others,
With encouragement that does not end?
A person's worth will unearth,
Who and what comes first...
Regardless of those impressions made,
Someday that will fade...
Long after established ties with others,
Have remained to stay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
They Don't Think So-The Rationale of Robert
I am a bad person
At least I have done bad things
I admit it.
Lied, hurt others, cheated
and things worse.
yes, I know.
All bad.
But I don't really believe that I
am a bad person.
I am a good person
who has done bad things.
Most I am sorry for;
some I am not as much
as I should.
But what am I to do?
A good person
trapped by my own bad deeds.
Should I flagellate
repent, confess?
But why?
The deeds were bad, not I.
A really good person could see that
and forgive me.
A bad person can not and will not.
So, I guess they are bad just like me.
Now that leaves the good people
who see that bad deeds are not me
and forgive.
They even may forget.
But the fact they able to do that
makes me feel inferior.
They think they are better than me
and that is bad.
So, if they make me feel bad
then they are not really good people.
So, you see the whole world is just like me
even if they don't think so.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Best Friend Peom For Me
A best friend who is they
A best friend who give you a hand
A best friend is someone you turst
A best friend is someone who go through the good & the bad times
A best friend is the best person to you
A best friend is the person who is the wold in your eyes
A best friend is the person who make you laugh & cry
A best friend to me is Jaz, kaity & katie
poem by Bradley Stewart
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
God, Mary and Jesus
Can a good person give his lover grief
If he himself possesses all the powers?
Can a good person make his lover mortal
If he himself is immortal?
Can a good person deprive his son of a lover
For many years
If he himself has a lover?
Can a good person deprive his son
Of enough power, wealth and prestige
For many years
If he himself has all that?
Can a good person hurt his son
If no one is able to hurt him?
And so forth.
There are many people still now
Who do not give grief to their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who arrange marriage of their infants!
There are many people still now
Who give many of their belongings to their children!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their children!
Is God a bad person then?
There are many people still now
Who have more than one lover!
There are many people still now
Who have more than one child!
Does God lack sufficient amount of love?
Is there no other girl who loves God?
Does God dislike children?
If one son is enough for God,
What about a daughter?
Holy Spirit is no one else but Angel Gabriel
In the Holy Koran He is sometimes called Ruh
Which means Soul or Spirit
Because he is so near and dear to God's body
So please, don't say, Three;
There's only one God.
poem by Asif Andalib
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Gift Of Laughter
The gift of laughter is a rare gift it is such a wonderful thing
And laughter can create more laughter to it there is such a beautiful ring
The people who laugh seem to make friends quite easily and in numbers their friends seem to grow
But the people who take life too seriously are the people few wish to know.
The woman next door is a laugher she has with her a winning way
She is one who makes friends quite easily she always smiles and says good day
A person like her is worth knowing she spreads around her gift of cheer
For to stimulate laughter in her heart she doesn't need spirits or beer.
Compared to her the bloke three doors down is so different a smile never does cross his face
He is always so serious looking perhaps laughter he cannot embrace
A good laugh would be so good for him since none look more serious than he
If everyone took life so serious how boring a thing life would be.
The gift of laughter is a great gift and with it there's none to compare
And the people with it are invaluable since they spread it around everywhere
Life seems far too short to be grumpy since we will be forever dead
And feel grateful for people who can laugh their happiness they seem to spread.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Poker Face
Someone must have told him years ago that smiling is a crime
And I've never once heard him to laugh though I've known him for some time
He always wears a serious look they call him poker face
It would seem that in his sad heart for joy there isn't space.
He is not the type of person that one could talk to at length
But one thing he has going for him his silence is his strength
A batchelor in his fortieth year and that's how he will stay
In female company he seems lost and stuck for words to say.
He is one who doesn't work to live he lives for to work only
And he is one without a friend he must be very lonely
He doesn't smoke or drink or talk of sports his work his sole interest
But we all are different one must suppose we like what suits us best.
He always has a serious look he never laugh or smile
But he is an honest sort of a bloke free of conceit or guile
Apart from his job a hobby he doesn't have, a book he's never read
He rises before dawn for work and he goes early to bed.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
For You
This is for you, my best friend
The one person I can tell my soul to
Who can relate to me like no other
Who I can laugh with to no extents
Who I can cry to when times are tough
Who can help me with the problems of my life
Never have you turned you back on me
Or told me I wasn't good enough
Or let me down
I don't think you know what that means to me
You have gone through so much pain and you still have time
For me
And I love you for listening to me even when inside YOU are dying
And I look up to you because you are strong
And caring, and beautiful
Even though you don't think you are
And I hope you know I am always here
To listen to you laugh and cry and help
In all the ways that I can
And I will try to be at least half the friend you are
To me
I hope you know I would not be the person I am today without you
My best friend.
poem by Tiana Webb
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
To A Friend..
A friend that is unique
A friend that is one of a kind
A friend that is perfect
A type of friend who is hard to find
A friend that is sweet
A friend that is perpetually fair
A friend that you know
Will always be there
A friend with an amazing spirit
A friend with a striking heart
A friend that is trustworthy
A friend that is smart
A friend that assuages your pain
A friend that can dry your tears
A friend with unrestricted love
A friend that can alleviate your fears
A friend with an exquisite smile
That could never be ignored
A friend that’s never been hurtful
A friend that is easily adored
A friend that is respectful
A friend who is loved by all
A friend that is relied upon
A friend to never let fall
A friend you can talk to
Her compassion is known by a glistening glow
Just by sparking her remarkable light
The whole world will know
What a great and amazing person she is
A friend I shall never forget
She is the greatest ever been known
Best of all the friends I’ve ever met…
poem by Marria Attar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Death Of Samantha
Two, one, two, three, four.
People say i'm cool,
Ya', i'm a cool, chick baby.
Ev'ry day i thank god
That i'm such a cool, chick baby.
When i'm on the phone, i thank god,
My voice sounds smooth and clear without a trace of tear.
When i'm at work, i thank god,
I still have that smile ma used to say lit her day.
But something inside me, something inside me died that day.
People say i'm cool,
Ya', i'm a cool, chick baby.
Ev'ry day i thank god
That i'm such a cool, chick baby.
When i'm with people, i thank god,
I can talk hip when i'm crying inside.
When i'm with friends, i thank god,
I can light a cigarette when i'm choking inside.
People say i'm cool,
Ya', i'm a cool, chick baby.
Ev'ry day i thank god
That i'm such a cool, chick baby.
A friend lent me shades
So i could hide my eyes that day.
Was a snowy day,
The shades have seen a lot of things i didn't want to know myself.
Was like an accident, part of growing up,
People tell me.
But something inside me, something inside me died that day.
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
The world suddenly looks a strange place,
People seem talking in foreign words.
And something inside me, something inside me died that day.
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Death Of Samantha
Two, one, two, three, four.
People say i'm cool,
Ya', i'm a cool, chick baby.
Ev'ry day i thank god
That i'm such a cool, chick baby.
When i'm on the phone, i thank god,
My voice sounds smooth and clear without a trace of tear.
When i'm at work, i thank god,
I still have that smile ma used to say lit her day.
But something inside me, something inside me died that day.
People say i'm cool,
Ya', i'm a cool, chick baby.
Ev'ry day i thank god
That i'm such a cool, chick baby.
When i'm with people, i thank god,
I can talk hip when i'm crying inside.
When i'm with friends, i thank god,
I can light a cigarette when i'm choking inside.
People say i'm cool,
Ya', i'm a cool, chick baby.
Ev'ry day i thank god
That i'm such a cool, chick baby.
A friend lent me shades
So i could hide my eyes that day.
Was a snowy day,
The shades have seen a lot of things i didn't want to know myself.
Was like an accident, part of growing up,
People tell me.
But something inside me, something inside me died that day.
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
The world suddenly looks a strange place,
People seem talking in foreign words.
And something inside me, something inside me died that day.
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
What do you do-oo? what can you do?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Same As I
i get so tired
of writing poems
about suffering....
but everywhere i look,
all around me,
people are hurting....
and try as i might,
i cant close my eyes,
cant shut my ears up
to the sounds of need and want.
and i cannot be silent
as long as there's one person
who is not free,
one person whose rights
have been violated....
one person who is hungry,
one person who is homeless,
one person sick who cannot
get medical care....
one person abused, enslaved,
or treated like property...
i cannot, and i will not stop,
for they are the same
as i... i see their faces
every time i look in the mirror!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What Can One Person Do
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I Smile
I smile to cover the pain
I smile to hide my misery
But I'm tired of life and I wanna die
I want to escape from this hell Im living in
Will someone please take all the pain away
Take me to a place where I can be set free
Never again to know this agony
Never again to know the shit he puts me through
Take me to a place where I can be myself
Take me to a place of love & peace
Take me to a place where I can fly
There is only one problem
He lives off my pain, agony, and misery
He smiles at the site of my pain
But I just smile so no one can see the shit he puts me through
When I smile I turn into a different person
When I smile I lose another piece of my being
Every time I smile I hope someone sees through me
Sees through this fake skin and saves me before I die
poem by Brandi Young
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Different People
Things can be broken down
In this world of ours
You dont have to be a famous person
Just to make your mark
A mother can be an inspiration
To here little son
Change his thoughts, his mind, his life,
Just with her gentle hum
So different, yet so the same
Two sisters only have their parents to blame
Its rare that two can get along
But when they do, theyre inseparable
Such a blessing comes to few
The sky is full of clouds and
My worlds full of people
All different kinds with different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
No ones exactly the same
He and she, two different people
With two separate lives
Then you put the two together
And get a spectacular surprise
cause one can teach the other one
What she doesnt know
While still the other fills a place inside
He never knew had room to grow
Chorus:
Once in a while I sit back
And think about the planet
Most of the time I trip on it
To kick back and think about
How massive it all is
And how many others are one it
I often think about the world
In which I live today, of animals and plants
And natures gift set on display
But the most amazing thing
That Ive seen in my time
Are all the different people
And all their different minds
And different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones exactly the same
So many different people
So many different kinds
So many different people
So many different kinds
Look at me, Im a person
Look at me, Im my own person
So many different people
So many different kinds
For better or for worse, different people
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!