Friendship

I Don’t Know You
I Don’t Know You I don’t know you and never could, your face drifts like fading light. I walk past empty rooms where strangers wait
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
The Girl Who Borrowed Midnight
The Girl Who Borrowed Midnight Midnight came early to town, It slipped in before the clocks allowed, People blamed the cliffs and sea,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
The Moonlit Stranger
The Moonlit Stranger You stepped through silver shadows, As if the night bowed down, Your presence held a fire, Your stare held something wild.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Crave
Conversations, day after day, at all hours without end Every life experience, we’ve shared it together We’ve never crossed the line. Never dared to take it further Our friendship was so easy; there’s no one else I trust I was there for all your breakups, as you were there for mine We’ve always had this best-friend kind of love, never lust Thought nothing could ever divide us, so what has changed this time?
By Alexandra Grant11 months ago in Poets
The Spare Chair at My Table
There is a spare chair at my table that I set like an altar for the life that hasn’t arrived yet. I put a plate there sometimes,
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
The Gift of True Companionship
Friendship is a quiet room Where hearts can sit and rest, A place where laughter freely blooms And heavy thoughts are confessed.
By PETER J11 months ago in Poets
When You Held My Heart
When You Held My Heart Your touch steadied my breath, Your hands restored my calm, You held my heart like crystal, Yet strong enough to guard.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
The Library of Things I Didn’t Say
My chest is a library for all the things I didn’t say. ◆ The big confessions sit on the highest shelves, hardcovers with dust jackets
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
Airplane Mode for My Heart
I’ve put my heart on airplane mode more times than I admit, a tiny switch of self-defense that feels like choosing “quit.”
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
The Heart That Found Yours
The Heart That Found Yours I wandered without anchor, Lost between past and pain, Unsure of where to place, The pieces of my soul.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
A Real Love
“The future of the planet depends on the choices we make today.” Every small action counts! Our lives are interwoven with this planet Earth
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 months ago in Poets
Contribute
“Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.” Attention is linked to kindness. When you are kind enough to give someone your attention,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 months ago in Poets