Comments received on poems by Friendship
Low self-esteem can literally destroy a human being.
RSM0812 said:
I wish i could write like you. My work is dribble compared. Your poems are going to rhyme forever in time.
July 4th, 2026 14:56
RSM0812 said:
I wish i could write like you. My work is dribble compared. Your poems are going to rhyme forever in time.
July 4th, 2026 14:56
A broken mirror.
RSM0812 said:
An angel crying is a great pic to represent this write as well.
July 4th, 2026 13:47
RSM0812 said:
An angel crying is a great pic to represent this write as well.
July 4th, 2026 13:47
A broken mirror.
RSM0812 said:
This is the shit why your pen writes itself or something. It is everything perfect, perfect verse has to offer. The way you twisted the last line is remarkable and is one of the best poems on the sight.
July 4th, 2026 13:44
RSM0812 said:
This is the shit why your pen writes itself or something. It is everything perfect, perfect verse has to offer. The way you twisted the last line is remarkable and is one of the best poems on the sight.
July 4th, 2026 13:44
A broken mirror.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, what a powerful poem. The broken mirror becomes such a compelling thread from beginning to end, carrying the themes of trust, distortion, and misplaced blame with tremendous emotional force. By the final stanza, the heartbreak feels complete without ever becoming melodramatic. Outstanding write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 3rd, 2026 08:38
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, what a powerful poem. The broken mirror becomes such a compelling thread from beginning to end, carrying the themes of trust, distortion, and misplaced blame with tremendous emotional force. By the final stanza, the heartbreak feels complete without ever becoming melodramatic. Outstanding write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 3rd, 2026 08:38
A broken mirror.
Syd said:
Brilliantly written 👏 I can feel the emotion in the piece.
- Syd 🍄
July 2nd, 2026 13:41
Syd said:
Brilliantly written 👏 I can feel the emotion in the piece.
- Syd 🍄
July 2nd, 2026 13:41
A broken mirror.
Paul Bell said:
Even in death he gets to you it seems.
Always hard to come back from betrayal, but even leaving it seems sends boulders rolling down the hill.
July 2nd, 2026 11:54
Paul Bell said:
Even in death he gets to you it seems.
Always hard to come back from betrayal, but even leaving it seems sends boulders rolling down the hill.
July 2nd, 2026 11:54
A broken mirror.
Salvia.S said:
This wrecked me. “You were the glass I trusted most— To clear the fog, to ease the pain— But all you did was feed the ghost.” That’s the most honest thing I’ve read about betrayal in a healing space. “Masters of the cold exchange” and “surgical, cold-blooded sting” you named it exactly. Thank you for writing this.
July 2nd, 2026 11:20
Salvia.S said:
This wrecked me. “You were the glass I trusted most— To clear the fog, to ease the pain— But all you did was feed the ghost.” That’s the most honest thing I’ve read about betrayal in a healing space. “Masters of the cold exchange” and “surgical, cold-blooded sting” you named it exactly. Thank you for writing this.
July 2nd, 2026 11:20
A broken mirror.
sorenbarrett said:
Well written in poetic verse it contains good rhyme and flow. Its content contains a great deal of expressed pain and feelings of deception. Well done.
July 2nd, 2026 08:41
sorenbarrett said:
Well written in poetic verse it contains good rhyme and flow. Its content contains a great deal of expressed pain and feelings of deception. Well done.
July 2nd, 2026 08:41
Broken dreams.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, this really moved me. The recurring imagery of contracts, ledgers, cards, and game boards creates a powerful thread of betrayal and imbalance, while the closing repetition, \"You win. You win,\" lands with quiet finality. A deeply affecting piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 1st, 2026 22:47
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, this really moved me. The recurring imagery of contracts, ledgers, cards, and game boards creates a powerful thread of betrayal and imbalance, while the closing repetition, \"You win. You win,\" lands with quiet finality. A deeply affecting piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 1st, 2026 22:47
Broken dreams.
peto said:
Thought you were more of a fighter than this suggests friendship
Fantastic writing as per
Very emotional
July 1st, 2026 12:01
peto said:
Thought you were more of a fighter than this suggests friendship
Fantastic writing as per
Very emotional
July 1st, 2026 12:01
Broken dreams.
arqios said:
This one speaks to the heart and the daring to dream 🕊️🙏🏻
June 30th, 2026 22:52
arqios said:
This one speaks to the heart and the daring to dream 🕊️🙏🏻
June 30th, 2026 22:52
Broken dreams.
sorenbarrett said:
Nicely worded it reads of a fixed game already determined before it started. Deception seen as the trump card. Well written
June 30th, 2026 18:36
sorenbarrett said:
Nicely worded it reads of a fixed game already determined before it started. Deception seen as the trump card. Well written
June 30th, 2026 18:36
To lose it all.
Soman Ragavan said:
30.6.2026
A poem that paints despondency but this is in the nature of poetry. “blurred path, hollow peace…” etc. The greatest poetry stems from sadness and disillusion. The restless stage happens mostly with advancing age. We know the days are numbered and we wonder what we will leave back. “No holy fire to light the vital spark...” Hoping to succeed somehow, to find happiness. “And I am tethered to the rising flood...” : the feeling that we are bogged down, a feeling of helplessness. This is a compact poem but one that transmits the thoughts and feelings that many poets experience.
“That beautiful sentiment echoes the famous line, \"Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought,\" penned by the English Romantic poet Percy Bysshe Shelley in his poem To a Skylark. It perfectly captures why deeply emotional art, poetry, and music resonate with us so profoundly” ---From the Internet.
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June 29th, 2026 22:27
Soman Ragavan said:
30.6.2026
A poem that paints despondency but this is in the nature of poetry. “blurred path, hollow peace…” etc. The greatest poetry stems from sadness and disillusion. The restless stage happens mostly with advancing age. We know the days are numbered and we wonder what we will leave back. “No holy fire to light the vital spark...” Hoping to succeed somehow, to find happiness. “And I am tethered to the rising flood...” : the feeling that we are bogged down, a feeling of helplessness. This is a compact poem but one that transmits the thoughts and feelings that many poets experience.
“That beautiful sentiment echoes the famous line, \"Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought,\" penned by the English Romantic poet Percy Bysshe Shelley in his poem To a Skylark. It perfectly captures why deeply emotional art, poetry, and music resonate with us so profoundly” ---From the Internet.
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June 29th, 2026 22:27
To lose it all.
soheil khodaparasti said:
You are most welcome. It was a pleasure to read your poem, and I am delighted that my comment resonated with you. Wishing you continued success in your writing.
June 29th, 2026 20:08
soheil khodaparasti said:
You are most welcome. It was a pleasure to read your poem, and I am delighted that my comment resonated with you. Wishing you continued success in your writing.
June 29th, 2026 20:08
To lose it all.
soheil khodaparasti said:
Dear poet, I greatly enjoyed reading your poem.
What impressed me most was your careful authorial control. Rather than stating the speaker\'s anxiety outright, you allow it to unfold through a succession of sustained metaphors—the blurred path, the spinning compass, the absent map, the empty page, and the rising flood. Each image broadens the emotional landscape while remaining firmly connected to the central theme of uncertainty. The result is a poem that invites readers not merely to observe the speaker\'s dilemma but to inhabit it.
I would also like to consider the closing line: “Waiting for a sun that will not shine.” To me, it suggests a profound sense of resignation. The speaker recognizes that the clarity they long for may never arrive, yet remains unable to move forward without it. What makes the ending especially poignant is that it is psychological rather than factual. I wonder whether the choice of “a sun” rather than “the sun” subtly reinforces that sense of subjective experience, reflecting the speaker\'s state of mind rather than asserting an objective truth.
June 29th, 2026 16:01
soheil khodaparasti said:
Dear poet, I greatly enjoyed reading your poem.
What impressed me most was your careful authorial control. Rather than stating the speaker\'s anxiety outright, you allow it to unfold through a succession of sustained metaphors—the blurred path, the spinning compass, the absent map, the empty page, and the rising flood. Each image broadens the emotional landscape while remaining firmly connected to the central theme of uncertainty. The result is a poem that invites readers not merely to observe the speaker\'s dilemma but to inhabit it.
I would also like to consider the closing line: “Waiting for a sun that will not shine.” To me, it suggests a profound sense of resignation. The speaker recognizes that the clarity they long for may never arrive, yet remains unable to move forward without it. What makes the ending especially poignant is that it is psychological rather than factual. I wonder whether the choice of “a sun” rather than “the sun” subtly reinforces that sense of subjective experience, reflecting the speaker\'s state of mind rather than asserting an objective truth.
June 29th, 2026 16:01
To lose it all.
sorenbarrett said:
Very well composed with great poetic style it raises the issue of forging forward under risk or retreating and loosing all. It is in this indecision that battles are won or lost and the decision not an easy one. Well written my friend and a fave
June 29th, 2026 14:14
sorenbarrett said:
Very well composed with great poetic style it raises the issue of forging forward under risk or retreating and loosing all. It is in this indecision that battles are won or lost and the decision not an easy one. Well written my friend and a fave
June 29th, 2026 14:14
To lose it all.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this really hit me. The uncertainty woven through every stanza is deeply human, and the emotional weight never lets up. Powerful write, Friendship. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 29th, 2026 13:39
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this really hit me. The uncertainty woven through every stanza is deeply human, and the emotional weight never lets up. Powerful write, Friendship. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 29th, 2026 13:39
Happy Birthday, my brother from another mother.❤️
mylastwrites said:
What a beautifully well written poem. You touched the heart of what true friendship is all about. I loved it. Thank you for sharing.
June 27th, 2026 17:51
mylastwrites said:
What a beautifully well written poem. You touched the heart of what true friendship is all about. I loved it. Thank you for sharing.
June 27th, 2026 17:51
Mother nature, give me a break, it\'s too damn hot.
spilleronsheet said:
Truly agree with your words that rhyme, painting an image of recent times, may Lord relieve us from this damn summer of worst times…very well penned dear poet
June 27th, 2026 15:58
spilleronsheet said:
Truly agree with your words that rhyme, painting an image of recent times, may Lord relieve us from this damn summer of worst times…very well penned dear poet
June 27th, 2026 15:58
Mother nature, give me a break, it\'s too damn hot.
orchidee said:
Good write F.
June 27th, 2026 10:31
orchidee said:
Good write F.
June 27th, 2026 10:31
Mother nature, give me a break, it\'s too damn hot.
sorenbarrett said:
So well written in wonderful rhyme and good meter it speaks of too much heat, relentless and merciless hot weather. Nicely imaged in words.
June 27th, 2026 08:47
sorenbarrett said:
So well written in wonderful rhyme and good meter it speaks of too much heat, relentless and merciless hot weather. Nicely imaged in words.
June 27th, 2026 08:47
A strong woman.🌹
orchidee said:
Good write F. Aww, I never threw any bricks at ya! (heehee).
With the BS poem - when it hits the fan, be sure to be facing the other way - so Confucius said (probably). lol.
June 26th, 2026 11:11
orchidee said:
Good write F. Aww, I never threw any bricks at ya! (heehee).
With the BS poem - when it hits the fan, be sure to be facing the other way - so Confucius said (probably). lol.
June 26th, 2026 11:11
A strong woman.🌹
sorenbarrett said:
The description of a strong woman as the titile states. Well described and worded. A strong work.
June 26th, 2026 09:38
sorenbarrett said:
The description of a strong woman as the titile states. Well described and worded. A strong work.
June 26th, 2026 09:38
A strong woman.🌹
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, this is a heartfelt celebration of quiet strength. The imagery of roots, mountains, willows, and gentle fire all comes together to honor resilience without ever confusing it with force. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 26th, 2026 09:34
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, this is a heartfelt celebration of quiet strength. The imagery of roots, mountains, willows, and gentle fire all comes together to honor resilience without ever confusing it with force. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 26th, 2026 09:34
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