Poem Collections - Various Authors

**BoIRaGi** · September 24th, 2007, 01:16 PM

YOU'RE NEVER ALONE

You're never alone, I'm always near,

When your troubled, down or blue.

All you have to do is call me,

I'm always here for you.

It doesn't matter where I'm at,

It doesn't matter when.

When you need someone to talk to,

I'm here to be your friend.

If you need someone to hold your hand,

or a hug to say I care.

If you need a shoulder to cry on,

for you I will be there.

So never think you are a burden,

when the weight gets to be to much.

You might find if look hard enough,

a good friend could be the right touch.

You're never alone, I'm always here,

through the good times and the bad.

I'm always here to be your friend,

I don't like to see you sad.
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A Friend Most True

Wendy Hinson

I need to know if you’re my true friend,

will you be by my side until the end?

Can I tell you my secrets deep,

and trust them in your heart you’ll keep?

We are neither of us without our flaws,

can you accept mine as I will yours?

I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,

will you be there for me when I need you?

No matter how busy I will make time for you,

if you are busy will you make time for me too?

I will take your hand and comfort your tears,

will you hold me and soothe my fears?

I will give you joy and many warm smiles,

can we share that even across many miles?

I will not forget what’s important to you,

will you remember what’s important to me too?

With you my most favourite things I’ll share,

If only I know do you truly care?

If you can accept me as I do you,

then I will know you are a friend most true.

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Nishithiny · September 25th, 2007, 01:08 AM

Wow really touchy poems dextor love u bro

**mina** · September 25th, 2007, 04:20 AM

**Prova** · September 25th, 2007, 05:05 AM

Hey these are goood....Thanks for sharing..

Boiragi i loved the first one...

kijo · July 6th, 2008, 10:28 PM

A Psalm of Life

Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, - act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solenm main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

**mina** · July 9th, 2008, 12:49 AM

What happened to our love?
It used to be so bright
Loving, laughing, caring
Then soon caught the night

You were my one and only love
Cared for you too much

Then something happened
And slept with that man
You deceived me
I never felt so desperate

But I try to forgive you now
And try not to think about before
I love you so much
It just hurts to ponder now

Everything I have
Is because of you
Everything I bought
Was because of you

I just love you so much
I'm scared to lose you

by Gary R. Hess

kijo · August 7th, 2008, 08:29 PM

A Lover's Call XXVII

Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little
Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you
As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?

Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of
Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon
Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice?

Or amongst the books, seeking human knowledge,
While you are replete with heavenly wisdom?

Oh companion of my soul, where are you? Are you
Praying in the temple? Or calling Nature in the
Field, haven of your dreams?

Are you in the huts of the poor, consoling the
Broken-hearted with the sweetness of your soul, and
Filling their hands with your bounty?

You are God's spirit everywhere;
You are stronger than the ages.

Do you have memory of the day we met, when the halo of
You spirit surrounded us, and the Angels of Love
Floated about, singing the praise of the soul's deed?

Do you recollect our sitting in the shade of the
Branches, sheltering ourselves from Humanity, as the ribs
Protect the divine secret of the heart from injury?

Remember you the trails and forest we walked, with hands
Joined, and our heads leaning against each other, as if
We were hiding ourselves within ourselves?

Recall you the hour I bade you farewell,
And the Maritime kiss you placed on my lips?
That kiss taught me that joining of lips in Love
Reveals heavenly secrets which the tongue cannot utter!

That kiss was introduction to a great sigh,
Like the Almighty's breath that turned earth into man.

That sigh led my way into the spiritual world,
Announcing the glory of my soul; and there
It shall perpetuate until again we meet.

I remember when you kissed me and kissed me,
With tears coursing your cheeks, and you said,
"Earthly bodies must often separate for earthly purpose,
And must live apart impelled by worldly intent.

"But the spirit remains joined safely in the hands of
Love, until death arrives and takes joined souls to God.

"Go, my beloved; Love has chosen you her delegate;
Over her, for she is Beauty who offers to her follower
The cup of the sweetness of life.
As for my own empty arms, your love shall remain my
Comforting groom; you memory, my Eternal wedding."

Where are you now, my other self? Are you awake in
The silence of the night? Let the clean breeze convey
To you my heart's every beat and affection.

Are you fondling my face in your memory? That image
Is no longer my own, for Sorrow has dropped his
Shadow on my happy countenance of the past.

Sobs have withered my eyes which reflected your beauty
And dried my lips which you sweetened with kisses.

Where are you, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping
From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need?
Do you know the greatness of my patience?

Is there any spirit in the air capable of conveying
To you the breath of this dying youth? Is there any
Secret communication between angels that will carry to
You my complaint?

Where are you, my beautiful star? The obscurity of life
Has cast me upon its bosom; sorrow has conquered me.

Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!

Where are you, me beloved?
Oh, how great is Love!
And how little am I!

Khalil Gibran

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