"frienship" poems
I realized, even though I had always had a feeling
I am completely asexual, with physical ****** things
And surprisingly, relationships and love
I'm sorry im not who you wanted me to be
But I can't do it, because everytime we do something
I have this heart flutter, but I can't ignore
The sick feeling in the pit of my stomach
I'm not cut out to be in a relationship,
I'm too messed up to tell the difference
Between love and a frienship
I'm sorry that this isn't even a poem anymore
I'm sorry I can't go on dreaming about relationships and love
When I'll honestly never be in any of them
I'll always be there for you, and every thing I've told you is true
But I can't do it,
I'm too asexual
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
it's our laughter that
bound us;
the moment of camaraderie
new friendship being born
unsure whether this'll be thorn
or storm
and i sat there, torn
unsure where to go from here
a welcoming clasp
palm on palm, fingers
coiled around one another
a peace treaty, a clap of agreement
a silent pact between us
" i gotchu"
a " thank you"
a smile here
a couple more there
am offer for selfless help
and pride in me
pride in you
teamwork.
teamwork,
that forged out friendship
and i thank you
for all your help
all of it.
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 7:27 AM UTC
They called them selves friends
not just friends but very good friends
but truely they were disconnected
and this was very impossible
to on lookers because they
saw them as friends who
were so close and connected
But they knew as friends
that they were far apart from
each other just like parallel lines
tht would never meet
In a friendship where both
were meant to be active
and supportive so that
their friendship would grow
and blossom for all to see
and for all to admire
It was only one person
that was doing the work
it was only one person that
was being active and
supporting the friendship
Ony one person felt hurt
only one person had to apologize
even though he did nothing wrong
making her seem good and
making him seem bad to on lookers
With time the friendship
stopped growing as it used to
because it was only one person
who felt the need for the friendhip
while the other felt that the frienship
was useless so there was no need trying
and this made the friendship turn out
into being a one sided and an unappreciated friendship
Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 8:14 AM UTC
I chased down the bustling road
when I caught a glimpse of her walking down.
Today I stand, impatient;
my finger thumping a pithy tune,
as she climbs down the stairway,
one step at a time.
*Time capsules are concealed
in objects that we rarely see,
and only notice when silence visits
and sits in the middle of the room,
unpleasently.*
Today was on such day,
when my foot accidentally brushed
a tea cup that had bravely withstood,
the anomalies of my childhood,
and leaning back on its broken handle
took delight,
on my sudden emotional plight.
*After years of unrelenting boundaries
the yearning to jump over,
turns into the ultimate goal.
Definace, with a vengence,
and fury so grave,
mars conscience by its senstaions,
makes it depraved.*
Forgone was the leap
that bound my heart with rules
of love, loyatly and frienship,
for it now only understood,
the twinge of ache it gained
whenever it recognized,
a then familar face.
*In a world fantastical,
there is order and right.
And mistakes are begotten
to only be forgotten
and set some memories aside.*
I held my hand out,
on the last stair, she looked up,
and in brown eyes, just like mine,
I saw days that now defined,
our relationship,
as mother and daughter.
*We talk of far shores and setting sail,
with our two feet firmly rooted in the bay.
The anchors aren't pulled, the rigs aren't checked,
we are rarely ready, if ever,
at our fancy's behest.*
In the seconds that she took to step down;
seconds in which I re-lived a lifetime,
I ran down the same road,
the bustling street with the same goal.
I held my mother's hand
and let go.
Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 11:35 PM UTC
Hide with me brother though not out of fear.
-We went for coffee-beer, the informal kinda beer-
Come with me brother come and hold me dear.
-We become good friends, we rediscover the world-
Look friend how shiny its all when you are near.
**** goes on-
This poem is not about friendship, failure is here.
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 5:42 AM UTC
could I compare you to my diary?
Sculpted to be just like me:
When i look into your eyes
I justs see a mirrored disgise,
for you and i compare so well our frienship
we'll never tell, you shall not fade,
from memory or the light of day,
because your my shadow your my friend
and i hope till death we end
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 9:43 PM UTC
Love envelops my languid soul
I lounge in its warm embrace
A content poet is a dry inkwell
Yet the ink is congealed with satisfaction
I refuse to allow joy to slow my quill
Too many poets quest for love through language
Many drown in the bliss of El Dorado
Lost forever, bathing in golden love
I will drink golden cups of passion
Play in priceless fieds of frienship
But I will pause to respect it's fragility
And to be a beacon for those lost in windless seas
For I once wore the albatross around my neck
My thirst is now quenched in golden oceans
I wish to be a gentle wind in the sails of the castaways
For love envelops my languid soul
And so it can and must for all
Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 10:13 AM UTC
feeling wise and centred.
should I share it or keep it close lest it bedestroyed
I am one to impart and share
but there are some who do not care
they tear apart your words for fear
that thier ideals should shatter and thier
true happiness may be visible and require of them much change
I am not a mirror.
I am a window.
I can show you a view but your reflection can still in it be seen;
and thus, you may see yourself fit well in the scape I am offering.
if you trust me to be wise I may fail you
if you trust me to love you it would be wise of you.
come to my window open the pane and let the breeze of truth wash through you
breathe this space. come out side legs first into my wisdom
and behold what ever you see is yours to take with you
a seed to plant in your own garden. may the view extend you far beyond the horizon and stars
let there be meaing in your life with out going to far and with out staying so close.
let me touch you with what I know.
let me listen to your excuses and smile.
let me show you the way
you may drop bright pebbles along the way
and come back anyway.
let me be your friend,
I will show you the ways of wise
this is my frienship creed loyal and true
Change is the enemy of identity.
Stagnation is the enemy of growth.
Discernment of what is necessary to change and what should not change
is the friend of wiseness.
But love is the only precursor to all these.
yours sincerely,
thought.
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 8:11 PM UTC
I care for you now as I cared for you then
even when I said I just wanted to be friends,
it seemed like you understood but now it's
not that way, whenever we talk you don't
have much to say,
I didn't want to lose what we shared,
I didn't want us to grow apart,
but you didn't take a chance with me
you just left me in the dark.
Today I tried to talk to you and you just passed me by
didn't say Hi didn't say anything just left without a thought or a goodbye.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 12:11 PM UTC
I see a memory pop up on my feed:
"January 16, 2016- 1 year ago"
It's a quote. It reads:
"Lonely. I'm lonely in the frienship way and boyfriend way. I pray every day for something, anything to make this dreaded disease go away."
One year later. Which is today. I am alone in my room on a Saturday night. I remember telling myself that things will get better. But I'm just as sad. Just as lonely.
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 12:14 AM UTC
I would never have imagined
That such an unassuming affection
Could become something
I can treasure deeply
I would never have thought
That a shattered heart
Could turn towards you
And find solace there
I would never have assumed
Safety within your arms
And a quiet place
To rest my soul
I would never have expected
Anything more than frienship
But my heart wanted more
And you allowed me in.
Thank you
For casting light upon my abyss
For lending me warmth
And a place where my hands fit into yours.
I am swayed by uncertainty every day.
In myself
In you
In the world that surrounds us.
But i am certain
That your smile is a constant within the choas.
I dare say
That i love you
Because my heart is filled with it.
And i cannot lie to myself.
May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 7:18 AM UTC
She asked me, Who are you?
I responded, What do you mean?
My headed and thoughts thickened and clouded over;
Who am I?
Have I lost touch of all the wonderful blocks that build me
to me?
Have I lost the emotions and roots that created me
to be me?
I know I have found her before,
once or twice when alone and happy and free,
but now I've morphed into, just me.
Then I think, all these things I think are me,
are they me?
Or are they what others see in me?
Have I morphed into a "What you see me"?
People say I am warm and bright,
but all I can ask is who are you?
Are you changing? Are you sliding by?
Who do you want to be vs. who were you?
I'm Claire.
I'm unfiltered,
I'm easy going,
I'm nervous but adventurous,
I'm authentic and open with everyone,
When I love you, I LOVE you
and when I hate you, I just don't care about you anymore.
I'm so open I hurt deeply,
I'm selfish
but I think everyone should be in some ways.
I always see another side,
I'm dramatic but I shy from frienship and relationship drama
I don't belong to one mold, I'm always changing and shifting
I'm an imaginer and not much of a do-er,
I'm a listener,
God respecter.
I find it funny, my whole life my parents said,
"You're unique", but never said why or how to use this "uniqueness".
I just grew up thinking, "I'm unique" but I still don't know why.
I'm pretty much like everyone else I think,
I feel, I love, I see, I react.
I change so much in a day its hard to focus on who I'm being in one moment.
I don't know who I am,
I really don't even know who I want to be,
I just want to be better than I am now.
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 12:09 PM UTC
If you can be hurt.
You can forgive.
Just being willing to do it
Many times in life.
You will be tested.
Whether it's frienship.
Love relationships.
But you accept the force before you.
To showcase the real you.
Forgiveness.
Why should I?
Is the voice you'll hear within.
When something you never expected happens to you.
Forgiveness.
Why should I?
Will tear at your mind and heart.
Until you surrender in kindness.
A grudge only eats you up.
While only creating you future trouble.
So forgiveness.
Why should I?
Will place you at the top of the line.
When you release the hurt within side.
Trust might not be easily given.
But with grace you prove you're a living testimony.
Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 10:31 AM UTC
I see him & I see you
I see the way he stands with the eager eyes.
The way his actions speak like your unsaid words.
I always listen to you asking me to take you out.
Eventually I do what you ask for.
The way you handle your frienship
The time that I spent with you,
I see that all in glimpses when I see him.
The voice that is cheerful & energetic
Your anger and the consequent actions.
You alwasy take my clothes to terrace to tear.
Well! Least should I know that I should keep my promises.
The way you move your head on seeing new things.
Like a sincere student who learns from scratch.
Training you was easy, but me training for it was hard.
The same care, affection and loyalty.
Except for the fact you wag your tail
Yes, You! My little brother with tail.
I always pictured you as human.
What will you talk and how will you behave.
And now I found a human just like you
As I see him a pure warmth fills my heart.
Though far away, you are here with me in memories.
Oct 24, 2021
Oct 24, 2021 at 5:25 PM UTC
A sigh of relief,
As I watch you walk through the door,
Knowing that the day will be great,
Me and you
You and me, us!
Friends walking side by side,
Laughing
Talking
Being us. Two friends just you and me.
A frienship strong,
You never fail to amaze me.
A frienship that will last so long,
Together we should be.
Is it really just a frienship,
I just wish it wasn't
Why can't we be more than this
Together, us, forever?!
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:35 PM UTC
To the people who used to be her best friend
but now their frienship is gonna be end,
Do you even remember her
after you met a new one?
Do you even remember
When she's the one
who's always there
when your new friend isn't here?
A big shoutout for some of her classmate
who did nothing but to hate,
for saying she doesn't deserve to be on the top
while now her rank is just going up.
"Talent? she doesn't have. even singing nor dancing"
But hey, she's good at drawing, acting, designing,
lettering and even at writing!
To those who treat her as an option,
she'll stay away from you, from now on.
To those who knows nothing but to ignore,
She'll no longer bother or talk to you, anymore.
To those who say she can't do it,
Oh, she's so sorry for disappointing you.
Thank you for underestimating,
Thank you for not believing,
Thank you for not listening,
Thank you for not supporting.
Because there would be more poems to come
and more ideas to come.
For every moment you hurt her,
The more she find strength to write more.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 7:50 AM UTC
Verse :-
The cloudy nights of December,
I write an ode on you,
But not a very good one,
Heart break,
Hungover,
I can't get over you,
The first time we met,
Boom!
Spark,
Is this how you treat me,
After all these years,
This solid, unbreakable friendship,
Guess that's what people do in the end.
Chorus :-
Revenge ?
No
Cuz that's what friends do,
Cry when one cries,
Die for the other half but not say why.
Verse :-
Deceived and hurt by your words,
Cutting deep through my skin,
Rupturing my veins,
Anger fumes that i break all connection,
Forbidding myself from anything connected to you,
You break this frienship for someone who will leave soon,
For that witch,
Vain,
no i can't feel this pain,
I'm cold and numb,
My heart may not converse and will cut you off completely,
but my brain will always regret our encounter.
Chorus :-
Revenge ?
No
Cuz that's what friends do,
Cry when one cries,
Die for the other half but not say why.
Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
Showing a thing of gratitude is never easy.
Even if the wind blows the tide ashore and our lives gets breezy.
People come as they slowly go.
Truth is Im grateful that it is you I came to know.
Endowed by you is a frienship that god has bestowed.
Much meaning, a gift you showed.
Best as a companion and youre greater as a friend.
Entangled in a friendship that with hopes shall not end.
Rejoicing with gleeful laughters and a forever gladness that our hearts are mend.
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
ASKING FOR YOUR FRIENSHIP
I'm in need for someone as a friend
who can listen to my words and sighs.
When the world gets dark to me, l go
and tell him about what l go through.
Why don't You, my Lord, accept my link?
I confide in You and Your deep thoughts.
I can't trust in omens and portents,
but in you, l have all my heart's trust.
Give me tokens, my great Lord, to know
that acceptance is endowed by you.
I will be so happy if you do,
and l'll never leave Your precious hand.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Feb 4, 2020
Feb 4, 2020 at 5:10 PM UTC