PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

My friends


Sometimes I feel like I don’t have a partner
My impression of friends has only grown darker
But now the past is left dead
And now there’s nothing to dread
Because my mind has now moved on to a much better place
Now I can end my one only wild chase
The friendship can finally commence
There are no words I know to describe this exuberance
In all honesty, I love all my friends.
They rejuvenate me almost every day
And I can always be myself around them                                                                                                             I no longer have masks where I can hide from
The past is left blank like there’s nothing to hide
There are no vivid memories that we have left to bide.

 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.