friend

Confession

You have no idea

How much impact has added to my life

When you came, it was different.

But something was lacking,

Is it you? Is it me?

Various feelings are thrown.

Something feels unusual when we talk

Probably pressured is the word,

As I never want the conversation to end.

 

Time passes by, things change;

And you confessed

I never thought you would.

Not my fault I have chosen someone

Who is there everyday,

To make me laugh, smile and cry.

You have thrown away something

You think you’d have soon.

This is the real world,

Competition is always around the corner.

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Dearest Friend

Dearest Friend,

When the blackened hurtful night appears, and your ailing living soul heaves with crippling despair, at the darkness that well engulfs you to that sickly threshold, Hear these words unto thyself as they echo and rol,l

Hurry towards me no hesitation to start accept my all curing embrace, from your battered swollen heart sorrow and pain will rightfully depart with not a scaring trace.

Headlong I'll fall into your surrounding gloom, absent of doubt no regard for my own. I'll battle your every fear to a most worthy doom as a Heavenly sent righteous cyclone.

My stance immoveable your Godly form I'll protect dutiful and ever so earnest. Tireless my arms will shield and deflect the unholy cause of all the most cruelest.

This to you my Dearest Friend I pledge sincerely never shall my interest wane or cease. Eagerly I'll speed to your troubled hour oh so bravely steadfast my alliance will always remain.... never to decrease.

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No Doubt

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Short Poems

There was never any doubt

Until the haze clouded over you

And that's when you burned out 

I thought you would get through

 

But as it becomes clear

Our friendship is done

But I still love you my dear

No matter how much you shun

 

All I can do is guess

Always blaming myself

All this causes is stress

Of course you can't trouble oneself

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

not my best, but it's nice to be back. I hope someone at least enjoys this and that it speaks for itself. More to come about this.

The Lost Ones/ My Lost Friend

I locked myself behind this door to cut the probability of random events, and pretense. Foul intent is a common trait now days. There is no more loyalty, friends are potencial foes, and cunning enemys were your friends along, waiting for chance. This is life, today beneficial ties constitutes friendship, and love, it is dead, and been gone for awhile now. We live a ackward dance, in a mascaraed ball, masking self, and in pretending we forget who we are. Thus we are strangers, we are strange, and becoming stranger, betraying our reflections. So uncomfortable in the gaze looking back from the mirror, you have to look away, eyes saying you can fool everyone else, but not self. In the end you are your own worst enemy, and need a new name. But its never to late to be yourself, your real friends are still thinking of you, time and again.

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Cop Friend

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2013

I just met you

And you and I seem to be

Getting along pretty well

 

But this is just the beginning,

Who knows what will be next

Probably a good friendship

 

Because I already know

That a relationship is

Quite far out of the question

 

We have only known each

Other for a few days

But I can tell

 

That we will end up being

Very good friends

So here's to our friendship

 

~Chrystal

Written on 

April 5, 2013

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The guy I wrote this about is a jailer. He asked for a poem, so I wrote him one. There would have been more to the story, but he is married.

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MY BEST FRIEND

Nights can fall and shadow fills my heart , all i have to do to, to find faiths and see true love is those eyes, there is no lies only purity staring back at you, right to the core of my soul and i know, if sometimes, i feel i have lost faiths in my human fellows, those eyes take me back to hope and i know, love is real…

Author's Notes/Comments: 

sleeping on my bed right now, the best loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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I Have an Unknown Friend

I have an unknown friend, who lives in the sky

Why I question him, I do not know why

I should not go to look for him, they say

But I know he'll want to look for me someday

I wonder, I ponder, even as I sleep

I dare not awake, for I have gone too deep

But again, the sun calls to another abrupt wake

Alone again, to find an answer for my sake

I take another step foward, for this I will fight

Forever wrapped in this question, how it echoes through the burning light








Tim McCravey, U.S.M.C.

I have a great friend and his name is Tim McCravey.

He joined the Marines instead of the Army or Navy.

He bravely fought in the Persian Gulf War.

It's people like him who Americans are thankful for.

 

During the war, I wrote to him and he sent me twenty bucks.

Anybody who has Tim for a friend, has plenty of luck.

He and I were friends thirty years ago and we're still friends today.

It's very nice to know that he's patriotic to the USA.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Timothy McCravey.

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facebook friend

 

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(^^image from mashable.com^^)


the only definition

that seems fittingly so,

is that a 'facebook friend'

could be anyone...

you simply do not know,

the 'unknown zone'

may be the place they

call home,

it's somewhere 'out there',

not here, and not gone.


so dear facebook friend,

with communication

so penned,

wherever you are,

i cannot say,

but you've been 

a dear friend,

forever and a day,

you are always there

with you cute

profile picture,

smiling as we chatter,

through the strains

of life's strictures,

i never met you,

and yet blindly, 

we converse,

about everything online, 

in fact, all in the universe,

you're there when

it's raining,

and even in the snow,

carved in digital 

realities, which

little of I know,

but now the time has come

for me to clean up 

this list, and i fear 

i must delete you,

oh, please don't 

be pissed!

exactly you're 

mission, i dont 

have clue, but 

believe me my dear,

our friendship's 

like glue,

on my page you

are hidden, 

so you won't notice

you're not there,

til your next quip

or comment,

attempted to share.


we never exchanged 

phone calls, or

met for a beer,

but my inbox is open

so you can email

all year, 

you live miles away,

but believe me 

of this,

you're as close 

as you were ever,

even though we 

n'er kissed,

if there's one 

thing to learn

from this digital void,

is that social networking's 

for fun, an accessory,

to be enjoyed,

because although

we are spirit,

this life is so,

so much more,

our friendship conceived

through this virtual birth,

but truly my friend,

our names on a list

does not show

our true worth.



 

3:04 PM 8/11/2013 ©


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Author's Notes/Comments: 

What exactly is a 'facebook friend'? If you have never met the person, it is a friendship without a person. It is a name on a list. Oh, come on....we ar better than that!! ...hehe....