#pals - Hello Poetry

When they turn from a FRIEND to a FOE, you need to RETURN TO REALITY, and LET THEM GO!! JUST SNAP OUT OF IT!! OH, CAN'T YOU JUST SEE!! OTHERS SEE IT, BUT YOU!! As they are DEEPLY CONTEMPLATING, THEY ARE either, A FRIEND, A FOE or maybe even FRIENDAMIES!! ASSOCIATES, ACQUAINTANCES or A STRAIGHT UP ENEMY!! ALL DEPENDING ON THE PREFERENCE, FRIEND, OR FOE, IS THE REFERENCE!! (JUST BE CAREFUL WHOM YOU CONSIDER A TRUE FRIEND!!!) (WHEN THEY MISTREAT, AND DO YOU WRONG, AND YOU REALIZE , IT WAS ALL PRETEND!!!) They will SMILE IN YOUR FACE, and then STAB YOU IN THE BACK, (BEING FRIENDLY IS PRICELESS) but (REAL FRIENDS IS WHAT YOU LACK!!) They come in a handful, and THAT'S OKAY!! (YOUR REAL FRIENDS WILL CARE FOR YOU, and THEY ARE THERE TO STAY!!!) When you are SO INFATUATED with your DEAR, TRUE FRIEND, and others see the WICKEDNESS and the EVILNESS within, you are just SO ENTRIGUED, and (YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE!!) everyone is catching on (EXCEPT THE LIKES OF YOU!!!) they know that's YOUR FRIEND, yet, you still DEFEND, and they all are wishing that the (FRIENDSHIP WOULD END!!) KNOWING GOOD and WELL that particular friend, GOTS TO GO!!! because things are getting hectic from being friends to a foe, (THE HAND THAT FEEDS, IS THE HAND THAT SERVES!!) (SO, PLEASE BE WATCHFUL, and PLEASE OBSERVE!!) B.R. Date: 1/20/2026

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Jan 20

Jan 20, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC

msbellepoetry44

That Three Letter word opposite of Friend!!!

When they turn from a FRIEND to a FOE, you need to RETURN TO REALITY, and LET THEM GO!! JUST SNAP OUT OF IT!! OH, CAN'T YOU JUST SEE!! OTHERS SEE IT, BUT YOU!! As they are DEEPLY CONTEMPLATING, THEY ARE either, A FRIEND, A FOE or maybe even FRIENDAMIES!! ASSOCIATES, ACQUAINTANCES or A STRAIGHT UP ENEMY!! ALL DEPENDING ON THE PREFERENCE, FRIEND, OR FOE, IS THE REFERENCE!! (JUST BE CAREFUL WHOM YOU CONSIDER A TRUE FRIEND!!!) (WHEN THEY MISTREAT, AND DO YOU WRONG, AND YOU REALIZE , IT WAS ALL PRETEND!!!) They will SMILE IN YOUR FACE, and then STAB YOU IN THE BACK, (BEING FRIENDLY IS PRICELESS) but (REAL FRIENDS IS WHAT YOU LACK!!) They come in a handful, and THAT'S OKAY!! (YOUR REAL FRIENDS WILL CARE FOR YOU, and THEY ARE THERE TO STAY!!!) When you are SO INFATUATED with your DEAR, TRUE FRIEND, and others see the WICKEDNESS and the EVILNESS within, you are just SO ENTRIGUED, and (YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE!!) everyone is catching on (EXCEPT THE LIKES OF YOU!!!) they know that's YOUR FRIEND, yet, you still DEFEND, and they all are wishing that the (FRIENDSHIP WOULD END!!) KNOWING GOOD and WELL that particular friend, GOTS TO GO!!! because things are getting hectic from being friends to a foe, (THE HAND THAT FEEDS, IS THE HAND THAT SERVES!!) (SO, PLEASE BE WATCHFUL, and PLEASE OBSERVE!!) B.R. Date: 1/20/2026

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I promise you the moon and the stars, to Reach the high horizons from Saturn to Mars, to be there for you, through the thick and the thin, to Love you unconditionally, from the outer to the end, to be there even when times are troubled, I will catch you when you fall I won't let you stumble, You are a dear friend, You are always around, Even when I am hurt and feeling so down, You always knew how to dry my eyes, You are indeed a blessing in disguise, You lift up my spirits when I am feeling so blue, This I promise that this friendship is true!!! B.R. Date: 11/22/2025

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Nov 22, 2025

Nov 22, 2025 at 6:17 PM UTC

msbellepoetry44

Promise

I promise you the moon and the stars, to Reach the high horizons from Saturn to Mars, to be there for you, through the thick and the thin, to Love you unconditionally, from the outer to the end, to be there even when times are troubled, I will catch you when you fall I won't let you stumble, You are a dear friend, You are always around, Even when I am hurt and feeling so down, You always knew how to dry my eyes, You are indeed a blessing in disguise, You lift up my spirits when I am feeling so blue, This I promise that this friendship is true!!! B.R. Date: 11/22/2025

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I hope your mornings are filled with kindness That you rise with the sun instead of the snooze May your coffee be warm and runneth over And that you take the time to walk among the lilacs I hope your afternoons are fast and productive That your lunch is always your favorite That you have enough mayo to mix with your ketchup And that your fries are always crinkled but never cold I hope that you ditch work for Wednesday night trivia Your evening away from the relentless overtime That you indulge in cheap food and light conversation And that you never think twice about putting yourself first I hope that you crawl into bed before midnight That you are greeted by a soft pillow and warm blankets May your eyes grow heavy and the lights go dim And that you always remember that you are loved

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May 11, 2020

May 11, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC

gluttonforcoffee

Old Friend

I hope your mornings are filled with kindness That you rise with the sun instead of the snooze May your coffee be warm and runneth over And that you take the time to walk among the lilacs I hope your afternoons are fast and productive That your lunch is always your favorite That you have enough mayo to mix with your ketchup And that your fries are always crinkled but never cold I hope that you ditch work for Wednesday night trivia Your evening away from the relentless overtime That you indulge in cheap food and light conversation And that you never think twice about putting yourself first I hope that you crawl into bed before midnight That you are greeted by a soft pillow and warm blankets May your eyes grow heavy and the lights go dim And that you always remember that you are loved

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And when I looked around the room, the room that was holding only my best pals I drowned out every uproar, every babel and every whisper. My vision went into slow motion as if I was part of a cliche romantic comedy. That's when it hit me. This idea of "love" everyone talks about isn't real. Love isn't crazy, it's not a movie scene, it's not selfish, and it's not complicated. Love isn't violently crying at 4 am over a boy thinking "he's my whole world" and "I can't live without him." Love is hanging out anywhere with your best friends, the friends that genuinely care for your well being. Love is laughing with them until your stomach hurts, laughing until it's almost morning and not giving a single **** that you didn't get any sleep. At the end of the day, that's the love I live for. k.f.

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Aug 14, 2016

Aug 14, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC

kath-fark

"Love"

And when I looked around the room, the room that was holding only my best pals I drowned out every uproar, every babel and every whisper. My vision went into slow motion as if I was part of a cliche romantic comedy. That's when it hit me. This idea of "love" everyone talks about isn't real. Love isn't crazy, it's not a movie scene, it's not selfish, and it's not complicated. Love isn't violently crying at 4 am over a boy thinking "he's my whole world" and "I can't live without him." Love is hanging out anywhere with your best friends, the friends that genuinely care for your well being. Love is laughing with them until your stomach hurts, laughing until it's almost morning and not giving a single **** that you didn't get any sleep. At the end of the day, that's the love I live for. k.f.

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Mike Bee, Wandering Free. My Willy’s Pub Sunday Luncheon mate, With always plenty on his plate. Then at The Crow’s there’s John and Keith, Using Sam Smith’s to wash their teeth. What they don’t know, isn’t worth knowing, Lots of banter to keep me going. They call Brian there, “Encyclopaedia”, With lots of facts, he will feed ya. He’s so bright cos he’s from Leeds, And knows his I before E except after Cs. Paul Butters

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Nov 14, 2015

Nov 14, 2015 at 4:50 AM UTC

paul-butters

Mike Bee, John, Keith and Brian (Clerihews)

Mike Bee, Wandering Free. My Willy’s Pub Sunday Luncheon mate, With always plenty on his plate. Then at The Crow’s there’s John and Keith, Using Sam Smith’s to wash their teeth. What they don’t know, isn’t worth knowing, Lots of banter to keep me going. They call Brian there, “Encyclopaedia”, With lots of facts, he will feed ya. He’s so bright cos he’s from Leeds, And knows his I before E except after Cs. Paul Butters

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He lived next door but one to us and chased me down the entry. We went to school and played our tricks. We worked at weaving, wenched and fished. Listened to the deadly yarn the friendly sergeant spun. Signed us up, lined up like bobbins, waiting for our places in the sun. Willie shared a *** with me before the whistle blew. We had a packet left so shared our memories too. We walked straight as shuttles through that valley of the Somme. Six hundred fell with Willie neath the barrage from the *** The slaughter carried on. The East Lancs filled our ranks from outside Accrington. Will sharing **** catch on.

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Jul 3, 2015

Jul 3, 2015 at 5:04 AM UTC

tony-luxton

Sharing ****

He lived next door but one to us and chased me down the entry. We went to school and played our tricks. We worked at weaving, wenched and fished. Listened to the deadly yarn the friendly sergeant spun. Signed us up, lined up like bobbins, waiting for our places in the sun. Willie shared a *** with me before the whistle blew. We had a packet left so shared our memories too. We walked straight as shuttles through that valley of the Somme. Six hundred fell with Willie neath the barrage from the *** The slaughter carried on. The East Lancs filled our ranks from outside Accrington. Will sharing **** catch on.

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