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We were in grade 1 when we became friends,
We made a pact that we will be friends till the end,
Playing on the playground, swinging on the swings,
Next thing we knew we would be teens,
Telling secrets, talking about boys,
Growing up, getting rid of all our toys,
Talking to each other on the phone,
Knowing that we would never be alone,
You're the person i can tell everything,
And you wouldn't laugh when i tried to sing,
I could always be a dork with you,
And you could be a dork with me too,
And even when we had our fights,
Somehow we knew everything would be alright,
Ya, sure we had our ups and downs,
We shared our smiles and our frowns,
But no matter what we stayed friends,
You were here through the thick and thin,
I love you more than words can can say,
And i wish we never had to part,
Even though we can't be together,
I thank god for all the years that we got to spend together,
Our friendship i will always treasure.
Its an insane wild ride
Leaping off dark churning thunder clouds
Into cool aqua oceans
Floating in with the salty littered tide

Plunging from steep mountains
Tall and jagged
Falling to below
Helpless
Into the valley's of shiny razor covered pain

Emerging ever stronger
More determined
With confidence
Close your eyes and smile
Foolishly jump again

Ripples of cries in the darkness
In the long sighing night
No earthly bound beings hear
Fear and disappointment ever present
Camouflaged discreetly
Tucked away in your crisp white sleeve

Energy moving through your body
The thrill of winds from head to toe
Satisfied with all around you
Wanting nothing the wide universe has to offer
Happiness perhaps some would say

Its an insane wild ride
Life
Fine unpredictable lady
Has many unknown sides
Leaping off dark churning thunder clouds
Diving into clear ice blue oceans
Floating in with the salty littered tide


This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Dec. 24 2013

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 Dec 2013 Randy Vera
Brianna
I fell in love with you on a blurry cold September day; blurry from tears that ran down my face the last three hours.
We say in my room watching romantic comedies drinking coffee and talking about the moon and the rain outside.
You asked me why I was crying but how could I tell you it was over someone from a long time ago?
How could I tell you that as I got over him I was slowly falling for you?
You asked me if I wanted to go on an adventure; of course I wanted To go on an adventure.
And instead of moving you turned off the tv, turned on the radio and we listened to every pop punk band we knew and talked of the places we would go.
I fell in love with you in September but by October you would have moved on because I wasn't ready yet.
I couldn't quite move on from him and you couldn't quite let that go and I couldn't blame you.
It was a cold day... A cold September day.
 Dec 2013 Randy Vera
Lorraine day
There's many ways to show I love you
So many ways to show I care

Please believe me when I say this
I always will be there

If ever you should need me
Any time of day
Don't hesitate just call me
And I'll be on my way

Sometimes this path of life
Seems like a mountain
We must climb

That is when I'll be there with you
To place your trembling hand in mine

When life deals a card of sadness
Or if your heart is filled with fear

I will wipe those tears away
Your not alone
I will be here

There's so many ways to show I love you
On me you can depend
We can weather all the storms of life

Together~~~~~


I am your friend ~~~~~~
 Dec 2013 Randy Vera
Lorraine day
A little gesture ?
It may appear
No spoken word
No sound you'll hear

It says much more
Than words endeavour

Captured by the mind forever

Can light the darkness
Chase away
The clouds of someone else's day

As significant as a warm embrace
When displayed upon our face

It means so much
Theres no denial

The impact of a heartfelt
Smile ~
 Dec 2013 Randy Vera
Earthchild
Standing still on top of the frozen curve of the cliff
Listening to the sharp crack of the ice below me
Ghosts of steam skating on the opaque ice
Sunshine melting onto my flush cold cheeks
The winters fridged breath sinking into my winter bones
Mountains dusted with fresh snow
My pulse beating as though its a drum
Swirling winds within my lungs as I breath
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Deep breaths
*Deep breaths
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