Besties Poems

Besties poems bring the best collection of short and long besties poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great besties rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these besties poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on besties are here for you.

A Bestfriend

A Bestfriend short poem

She’s like a pearl under the sea That is hard to get A fruit above a tree That only bird can reach I met a lot of people along the way Still, I’m alone at the end of the day

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By Myself

By Myself short poem

I am by myself, But I am not alone. I hear a song From 50 years ago And a memory Tiptoes through my mind. I am by myself But I am not alone. I hear children laughing And playing in

Tragedy Of Trans Gender

Tragedy Of Trans Gender prose poem

Couple gets attracted to unite in Bliss Couples Union culminates in anticipation of baby Couple dreams of either a Boy or a Girl Couple celebrate with gusto if the child is either Couple will be crest fallen if the child

Believe In What You Dream

Believe In What You Dream short poem

Day’s gone and night’s coming along, Its time to go to bed. Dream it once and dream it twice, And put all the things in your head. Live in your dreams and make it live. Bring all the memories out.

To A Trojan Horse

To A Trojan Horse long poem

Adieu the happy year, Run, run the Trojan horse Towards the servile marriage bed With all inglorious splendor. The deadly weeds of unhappy moments If ever entice you as dew fresh grass, If the supposed Helen with supposed charms Riding

Life as we know it or do we?

Life as we know it or do we? short poem

Have you ever experienced the sweetness of nothing and exhaustion of everything? Have you laughed so much that your urge to cry grew stronger? Have you dealt with sleepless nights bothered by nothing in particular and everything in general and

Love

Love short poem

Love is not what you make Love is what you give and take Love is not a game you play Love is a sport not to be played in a single day Love is what God has gifted us So

Brooding End

Brooding End short poem

For the bird, I knocked the cage to set it free. My tryst, with a nightmare begins. It was me, dismembered in sour death where sorrow meets the sorrow. Now rising, now falling, the delicate frame on unseen wings beneath

The Coldest Yet

The Coldest Yet short poem

That’s the coldest yet, the words on my father’s lips, each night from October to spring, as he stood at the back door shaking the East Belfast rain off his coat, and stamping the mud off his Shipyard boots, before

Pride Of The Nation

Pride Of The Nation short poem

A tie of life full of affection With a common dream for eternal continuation. Building a haven filled with passion Along comes a gift with a task of attention. A pensive journey through the long duration The whole nine months

Pallbearer

Pallbearer short poem

If you come to me, I will show you my cupboard…….. photographs, paintings of old days, dead butterfly, dried snake skin, old is never gold, pain and anger…… broken leaves, dust around dead grasshopper, dead caterpillar, owl and mice. moon

Mr. Mischief

Mr. Mischief short poem

There’s a man called Mr. Mischief, He tickles you till you cry out, Or puts pepper in your handkerchief and makes you have a sneezing bout, He hides your pencil under your pillow, He also hid my book, ‘Wind in

The Unmarked Set

The Unmarked Set short poem

“the theory of the unmarked set” she said language linguistics geek meets database information geek it was love at first utterance the fact that she’s already loved as herself before and after such wonderful ideas and also my wife was

Love Is Key

Love Is Key long poem

Mental Illness not just a topic of discussion. A subject that many distance themselves from. As if they will suffer severe repercussion. The true reality of this illness is cast down. Ignored and simply dismissed. Biological and spiritually. This illness

To Fall In Love

To Fall In Love long poem

I have learned to smile to hide my frown, to laugh to hide my tears, to take Criticism as a form of joking. I play my music and dance to my own beat. That’s my safe place. Then One day

Portrait Near Twilight

Portrait Near Twilight long poem

From early youth the boy wished his father dead the way he touched his mother and all the things in the house he claimed ownership his stench left behind overwhelming hallways and the breakfast nook pomade and flatulence his inevitable

Shapeshifter

Shapeshifter short poem

A lost soul on stolen time wonders like a landscape drifter For I am that which stands before you, a bottom feeder and shapeshifter Wizards watch wrath without wondering why Wither away like roses in winter whispering a thundering cry

Walk With Me

Walk With Me short poem

An empty road…. this peaceful night…. As evening breeze, blend with street lights Though far are we, from city’s glow With only dunes and sands to show Come, be with me, my fairest one Let us walk this road, hand

Internet World

Internet World short poem

Suddenly I hit upon a question, But where to find the answer? In the Wikipedia or to be Googled, Totally was I bamboozled. To relieve myself I took to Facebook, But my Dad showed me the text book. Next then,a

Postscript

Postscript short poem

The space shrinks when moon breaks the black night. An aching flotilla does not reach home. The wait ends in your poems. Clutching at floating truths you help to save the words of predicament. Ultimately a temple walks free without

Stranger- I Am

Stranger  I Am long poem

Standing down the pale grey sky on a dark road lonely bus stand and night of hot june , where dark is the only soul to talk , and millions of odd dust cleansing your feet . Not only feet

Now that you are gone….

Now that you are gone.... short poem

This poem will make much more sense if it is read after my first poem, “The Mountain and the River”. Now that you are gone The days are pale The rains are dry The nights are dark The stars too

Autumn.

Autumn. short poem

Halycon days in perennial Eden Windblown leaves, sunbeam kissed Slumbering Oaks in the autumn sun Sprinkling their leaves one by one As they fall like golden snow Cooler breezes begin to blow And soon the Oaks denuded stand Like skeletons

Two Trees In A Forest

Two Trees In A Forest prose poem

Hi John and Mary, A few months ago, I heard that you were contemplating leaving. And the move was not across town nor another region of the state. But it was way across country, and at least a thousand miles

Gift Of Love

Gift Of Love short poem

She knows how I feel, She know that its real..! But fate knows it better, Of what it has to cater..!! Chaos reigns in this love, Circumstances written from above..! We hope to change it, But dare not disrupt it..!!

The Truth

The Truth sonnet poems

When you believe your truth is true And other truths are wrong Then to the colors there’s no hue No rhythm to the song It’s based on your view of life Which comes from all you’ve seen Rich or poor,

A Signature’s Display

A Signatures Display short poem

Each written word reveals many things. What does a signature tell you? Is it sound, plain and mature? Is it recognized as only yours? Its duty is to represent you. Sign it plain, clear, and true. Put something there that

Environment And Nature

Environment And Nature long poem

How glittering is the sea With a wealth of beauty; But to keep her clean it’s our duty How vast is her existence And all her wealth therein But our chance of protecting them Are far too thin She can

Why

Why long poem

Why, Why are you like this Stop being so mean Do you really want your face to meet my fist You know, You know I’m suffering How can you just keep being so terrible Just stop buffering I get the

Rhyme On L N Singh

Rhyme On L N Singh short poem

One of the men who I always did brawl, He did the same with me when I did sprawl Against him in and around the school wall. But I loved him as he supported in my fall. He always who

Place The Stone

Place The Stone elegy

Heart dont let me down.Stay strong for just one more round. Eyes please dont let me see you cry .Oh spirt its time to grow wings and fly. Sun for me wont you please shine,let a cool wind blow from

A Walk In The Park

A Walk In The Park short poem

One day on a walk in the park we ran into an arc of the past with a start You ask how many years have passed more than fifty hold fast Looking back at our first a miracle for sure

Grief

Grief short poem

Grief swoops in and steals your soul Taking you hostage, you are bound unable to move You are wracked with pain You beg to be free Your mind is screaming out and then, Silence… Grief wins You realize, you must

Ray Of Hope

Ray Of Hope short poem

And then one day, I gave up. I never thought I would but situation didn’t left me with any choice. I found myself in the middle of despair. Every path from their seemed to blurred and leading to no-where. Situation

Silence needs no Syntax…

Silence needs no Syntax... short poem

I just have not learnt to punctuate . Do not know to put a full stop No commas, for I never pause No questions that leave marks of a rhetoric No colons to break flows And no apostrophes for I

The Wholeness

The Wholeness short poem

Days are crisp, nights chilled. A lake of fluid fire, under the clouds, prepares for a virgin assault. I do not thaw the frozen hurts, respect the disguise of the old lover. Hearing my own voice from a distance? I

Muse And Sorrow

Muse And Sorrow short poem

An uneasy blood cascades in the slender arteries when you, that I wanted to touch disappear into twilight of memory. Always a sense of bereavement. why do I care for you? Time drops like an old coin in the hands

A Waltz With You

A Waltz With You short poem

I want to waltz, waltz with you, taking your slender hands in mine, waltz in a garden or on a beach where every second will stay frozen in time. I want to waltz staring into your eyes, hold your hips

Farewell

Farewell prose poem

February, had just bid farewell to its 29th day, Knowing that it won’t see it for next four years And that’s why I guess the night seemed a bit longer And silent, and calm, and the wind chose to lazily

At my doorstep

At my doorstep short poem

I stand at my doorstep, Eyes straining on the very path you walked by… I wait to hear those footsteps retreating, back to me, you in my arms again… I shut the door, sighing. I then hear a soft knock;