Friendship day poems
On this warm Friendship Day occasion, it would be great to share some nice Friendship Day poems with your dear friends and colleagues. If you can write your own poem, it would work wonders. In case you are at a loss for words, you can always submit one of the many poems that have been written for friends. Poets have written their feelings for friends in the sweetest words.
Here’s one from HW Longfellow, one that highlights the true essence of friendship:
I shot an arrow in the air
He fell to the ground, he did not know where;
Because, so fast it flew, the sight
He was unable to follow him on his flight.
I breathed a song in the air
He fell to the ground, he did not know where;
Because who has such sharp and strong eyesight,
What can follow the flight of the song?
Much, much later, in an oak tree
I found the arrow, still intact;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found it again in the heart of a friend.
-HW Longfellow
Aren’t friends really the angels we meet on earth? That is what Aizabel Parinas says in this short but beautiful poem:
I believe in angels
The kind that heaven sends
I am surrounded by angels
But I call them friends.
– Aizabel Parinas
It’s sad how often we forget to connect with old friends in our fast-paced lives. Busy schedules, tiring days, mundane work, take too much out of our lives. But is it worth forgetting a friend in the middle of the busy schedule? Well, look at this poem and it might make you feel like you’re calling an old friend you haven’t talked to in years.
Around the corner I have a friend
In this great city that has no end;
Yet the days go by and the weeks rush by,
And before I know it, a year is gone
And I never see my old friend’s face
Because life is a terrible and fast race.
He knows I like him just as well
Like the days when I rang your bell
And called mine. Then we were younger
And now we are busy, tired men:
Tired of playing a silly game
Tired of trying to make a name for himself.
“Tomorrow,” I say, “I’ll call Jim,
Just to show I’m thinking of him. “
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes
And the distance between us grows and grows.
Just around the corner! – still miles away. .
“Here’s the telegram, sir …
‘Jim died today.’
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end:
Around the corner, a missing friend.
– by Charles Hanson Towne