Friendship and Love Poems

Friendship and love poems - Friendship is a profound relationship including faith, care, exchange, loyalty, understanding, compassion, and intimacy. Being able to trust and rely on a friend is a best part of friendship.
We all crave for best friends but when we have them, we forget, in our busy lifestyle, to tell our friends how much we value them.

However expressing friendship feeling can be quite difficult as the simple adjectives such as “Best friend”, “admire friend”, “devoted friend” “faithful friend” and ‘dearest friend’ may be considered as insufficient. We may need to express it more thoroughly, perhaps in a form of friendship and love poems.

Writing friendship and love poems to a friend will not only touch him/her heart but also remind us of our loving, caring, youth, adventurous and funny nature.

Love Letters Writing Letters of Love Of all letters, the love-letter should be the most carefully prepared. Among the written missives, they are the most thoroughly read and re-read, the longest preserved, and the most likely to be regretted in after life. .... More in love letters writing

Friendship and Love Poems

Love and Friendship

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree—
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That, when December blights thy brow,
He may still leave thy garland green.

Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)

To a Friend

I ask but one thing of you, only one,
That always you will be my dream of you;
That never shall I wake to find untrue
All this I have believed and rested on,
Forever vanished, like a vision gone
Out into the night. Alas, how few
There are who strike in us a chord we knew
Existed, but so seldom heard its tone
We tremble at the half-forgotten sound.
The world is full of rude awakenings
And heaven-born castles shattered to the ground,
Yet still our human longing vainly clings
To a belief in beauty through all wrongs.
O stay your hand, and leave my heart its songs!

Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)

Friends

Now must I these three praise
Three women that have wrought
What joy is in my days:
One because no thought,
Nor those unpassing cares,
No, not in these fifteen
Many-times-troubled years,
Could ever come between
Mind and delighted mind;
And one because her hand
Had strength that could unbind
What none can understand,
What none can have and thrive,
Youth's dreamy load, till she
So changed me that I live
Labouring in ecstasy.
And what of her that took
All till my youth was gone
With scarce a pitying look?
How could I praise that one?
When day begins to break
I count my good and bad,
Being wakeful for her sake,
Remembering what she had,
What eagle look still shows,
While up from my heart's root
So great a sweetness flows
I shake from head to foot.

William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)

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