Saturday, April 28, 2012


TRUE FRIEND

A pal is one
With whom you can have fun
Who'll listen to you and talk
With whom you can share a joke
One you can drink with
And who with you will dine
One with whom all will look rosy
All pretty and all fine...

But when comes adversity
You'll seldom find him by your side
And even if stay does he,
Not long will he abide.

A true friend is one
With whom you can talk
'bout all under the sun
With whom you can laugh and joke
Drink, dine and have fun
And who to you will lend a ear
With him all will be Okey doke'.

Then, when hardship knocks...
You'll find him by your side
Always.
You he'll never leave
But try best to you guide
When you sigh, he'll too heave
When you fail to succeed
He'll try to bring to fruition
Your deed
When you fall sick
He'll bring relief
When the whole world mocks,
He'll stand by your belief
If all else the other way looks
He'll share your grief
Even if harm befalls ye
He'll stand in its way
And will not hesitate even a bit
To endanger his life, to lay down it.
And prove that a friend in need
Is a friend indeed!

Such a friend is hard to come by
Who'll laugh with you, with you who'll cry
So if ever one you get,
Try to be worthy of your mate
And see that never breaks the bond
That you with him ties fond.


UNKNOWN FRIENDSHIP

first--sarcasm fills the air
striking remarks then follows.
small grins, dubious eyebrows,
oh--let the arguments begin!
time passes by...
only acquiring the habit we have begun.
though the longer the mockery is,
the harder it is revealing each other's identity.
...ironically--my only goal is to uncover the real "you."
unfortunately, there's just too many sarcasm,
and barely little of the real us...
I asked if we could change it,
you said "yes--we can."
deciding that nature will take its place
we set aside our worries and proceed with life.
while in our minds,
there's still a boundary keeping us apart.
will our friendship ever be at ease?
...in my mind
I hope
I pray.


A FRIEND

A friend is like a shade tree
Beside a summer way.
A friend is like the sunshine
That makes a perfect day.
A friend is like a flower
That's worn close to the heart.
A friend is like a treasure
With which one will not part.


SOUL'S TREASURE

A Friend is a Treasure
A friend is someone we turn to,
when our spirits need a lift.
A friend is someone we treasure,
for our friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone who fills our lives,
with beauty, joy and grace.
And make the world we live in,
a better and happier place.


JUST BEING FRIENDS

"Friendship happens in that special moment
when someone reaches out to another,
trusts, comforts, believes in another,
and makes a special difference
that no one else can make".


FRIENDSHIPS COME AND FRIENDSHIPS GO

Friendships come and Friendships go Like wave upon the sand
Like day and night
Like birds in flight
Like snowflakes when they land
But you and I are something else
Our friendship's here to stay
Like weeds and rocks and dirty socks
It never goes away! 

A BEST FRIEND

A best friend
is always there,
whether you need advice,
or a pep talk,
or even a shoulder to cry on.
A best friend
listens with her heart
and is always honest with you,
even though the truth
may not be
what you want to hear.
A best friend
knows all your secrets,
understands your fears
shares your dreams.
A best friend
never stops believing in you
even if you give up
on yourself.
you are
that kind of friend
to me.
And no matter what happens,
you always will be.
You are my best friend....
my forever friend.

FRIEND

A friend is a person
to laugh and cry with,
An inspiration,
Someone who lends a helping hand,
though friends may not be forever,
And they may not end up together,
the memories of a true friendship will
last forever.
A friend is not a shadow nor a servant
But someone who hold
a piece of a person in his heart.
Someone who shares a smile,
Someone who brightens up your day
What makes a person a friend?
Is by saying your Love will stay.



I SOMETIMES THINK THAT I COULD BE ALONE

I sometimes think that I could be alone:
Really alone, with neither God nor friends.
The people near me then might well be stone:
Just faces on a frieze that never ends 
And I would travel in my mind towards death,
A world within a world sealed like a tomb.
My thoughts would be as silent as my breath,
And, like my breath, expire at my doom.

Such thoughts would make me shudder, were not you
A world where I may enter and find rest.
A rock gives way within, and I walk through
To be in laughing eyes a welcome guest.

Thank God I have you, friend, that I might stay
And be as I could be no other way.


Friday, April 27, 2012

sad poems


Tears Behind My Eyes

When you look into my eyes they may seem to be empty,
My eyes are full of tears, although you don't see any.

So many times my heart has been filled with pain,
And deep behind my eyes are pockets of tears that are ready to fall like rain.

I know at times I may appear to be tough,
but sometimes to bear the pain and heartache can be too much.

Sometimes I try and hide the tears that I cried just last night,
Tears that soaked my pillow wet long past mornings first light.

I know how it feels to be pushed away by someone you love,
I'm not afraid to admit my tears because I know that there's a far greater love, one that comes from above.

Happiness too will be mine, so until then I'll keep my my head up and eyes towards the skies,
And never allowing anyone to see the tears hidden behind my eyes.





The Death of Hope

I wish I never met you
I wish I never kissed you
And told you that I missed you.

I wish I didn’t write stupid poems
To try and convince you to be with me
I wish I wouldn’t stop by your house just because I could.

What are we doing here
You fuck with boys’ minds
But why do you keep me around?

I wanted you
Now, I can’t even be in the same room with you
Just go.

Don’t talk to me
Don’t visit me
Just disappear

Leave my heart
Leave my soul
And everything about me as a whole.

Get me another drink
So I can wash your memory out of my veins
Kill some cells to leave this hell
It’s the only thing that helps.

I wish every star would explode and make me go deaf
And I wish the moon’s light would soon fade to black
So that I cannot see or hear
Maybe then I’ll forget the sound of your heartbeat under the night sky.

I wish I wasn’t so stupid
To stick around while you cried over some asshole who didn’t want you
I wish I didn’t care so fucking much about your problems.

I wish I never told you how much I loved you
And all those times I spent comforting you...
Were just never quite enough.

Why you!
This was never supposed to be
Just stop caring and leave.

We go in circles anyway
Progress is an illusion for what resembles hope
I wish I could hurt you.
Scar you.
Quit you.
Leave you.

You never loved me…
Only my presence to help you forget your pain
Used me up, and now I have no pity left for you.

If you loved me, then you should have caught me when I fell for you
…For a whole year
Now my love for you is lying dead at the bottom of a dark trench.

I wish we never took so many pictures
Ones that I never should have taken
What were we thinking?

It took the death of hope to let you go
And now I finally know…

Stay cold and alone in your bed
Without the warmth of the blue jacket
Or the sweet aroma of my cologne

I hope you hurt just as much as I do
I hope your guilt eats you alive
And you grasp what was lost

I hope when your eyes visit the moon
You realize the distance back to your heart
And remember how far I loved you.

I wish I could forget you
And everything we ever had
Don’t you get it?

I don’t care about you.
I don’t care about your needs.
I don’t care about your feelings.
But I do.

Maybe one day our hearts will bring us back home
Right here to the place where we’d meet
Where hope and dreams walk hand in hand
Where reality meets actuality
Where love is the only thing that matters.
And where the death of hope becomes the birth of new possibilities.

The Journey..

This path,
Wasn't meant to be touched... The bitterness placed its hands upon it..
And this place we left behind contains a recollection of the deep explorations and admirations,
Never once I would of thought I'd have...
I still feel the heat of the burning candle between you and I..
Do you still feel it? That heat.. I call sweet sorrow..

The burning flame..
I truly wish to never be blown away,
A soothing touch will put away the misery..
Sorrow may be eternal,
Especially if true feelings aren't exposed...



If I, Should I?

If I climb starways to heaven, will I miss out the stars?
If I just lay right here, who's to stop the cars?
If I meet with your skin, who will see my scars?
Is this really my cage, when I can see no bars?

Should I take the first step, or should I sit and wait?
Should I turn towards, or quicken up my gait?
Should I question why, or accept it as my fate?
Is the time now right, or is it far too late?