9 essential friendship poems for life
The saying goes that "whoever has a friend has a treasure". Friendship, that strange relationship of trust, affection and affection between two or more people to which they do not link blood ties but their own contact with each other, is something practically essential for the human being.
Having friends helps us live our lives with positivity , sharing our life experiences with like-minded people and helping us to mature, learn and grow as well as being able to rely on them in difficult times.
Friendship has been valued since antiquity, having been the object of reflection and research both from philosophy and from different sciences. This concept has also been the inspiration for numerous artistic works, including poems of great beauty that try to reflect the importance of having a true friend. From among them we will see a selection of friendship poems .
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9 friendship poems
Then we leave you with a total of nine very beautiful friendship poems, which we can read to inspire us and reflect on the importance of those people who surround us and to whom we are united by affection, having chosen each other to share part of our lives.
1. Friendship (Carlos Castro Saavedra)
Friendship is the same as a hand that supports fatigue in another hand and feels that fatigue is mitigated and the path becomes more human.
The sincere friend is the clear and elementary brother like the spike, like bread, like the sun, like the ant that confuses honey with summer.
Great wealth, sweet company is that of the being that arrives with the day and clarifies our inner nights.
Source of coexistence, of tenderness, is the friendship that grows and matures in the midst of joys and sorrows.
This Colombian poet expresses in his verses the support and consolation offered by sincere friendship with someone, as well as the joy and affection with which he enriches our lives.
2. Some friendships are eternal (Pablo Neruda)
Sometimes you find a special friendship in life: that someone who enters your life changes it completely.
That someone who makes you laugh without ceasing; that someone who makes you believe that there are really good things in the world.
That someone who convinces you that there is a door ready for you to open it. That is an eternal friendship ...
When you are sad and the world seems dark and empty, that eternal friendship lifts your spirits and makes that dark and empty world suddenly look bright and full.
Your eternal friendship helps you in difficult times, sad times, and great confusion.
If you walk away, your eternal friendship follows you.
If you lose the way, your eternal friendship guides you and makes you happy.
Your eternal friendship takes you by the hand and tells you that everything will turn out well.
If you find such friendship you feel happy and full of joy because you have nothing to worry about.
You have a friendship for life, since an eternal friendship has no end.
Neruda wrote these verses in order to make us see how friendship helps us move forward , to delude ourselves with the day to day and to share and make us see the hope of a better future.
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3. My friend (Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)
My friend, I have much need your friendship. I thirst for a companion who respects in me, above the litigation of reason, the pilgrim of that fire.
Sometimes I need to like the promised heat in advance AND rest, beyond myself, on that appointment that will be ours.
I find peace. Beyond my clumsy words, beyond the reasoning that can deceive me, you consider in me, simply the Man, you honor in me the ambassador of beliefs, of customs, of particular loves.
If I differ from you, far from undermining you I magnify you. You ask me how the traveler is questioned,
I, who like all of us, experience the need to be recognized, I feel pure in you and I am coming to you. I have the need to go there where I am pure.
It has never been my formulas or my wanderings that informed you about what I am, but the acceptance of who I am has made you, necessarily, indulgent to those adventures and those formulas.
I am grateful to you for receiving me as I am. What should I do with a friend who judges me?
If I still fight, I'll fight a little for you. I need you. I have the need of helping you to live.
The author of "El Principito" expresses in this poem the need of a friend who does not judge him, that supports him and respects him and that he accepts him unconditionally .
4. Poem to a friend (Unknown)
I can not give you solutions for all the problems of life, nor do I have answers for your doubts or fears, but I can listen to you and share it with you.
I can not change your past nor your future. But when you need me, I'll be with you.I can not stop you from stumbling. I can only offer you my hand so you can hold on and not fall.
Your joys, your triumphs and your successes are not mine. But I really enjoy when I see you happy. I do not judge the decisions you make in life. I just support you, stimulate you and help you if you ask me.
I can not draw you limits within which you must act, but I offer you the space necessary to grow.
I can not avoid your sufferings when some pain breaks your heart, but I can cry with you and pick up the pieces to put it together again.
I can not tell you who you are, neither who you should be. I can only love you as you are and be your friend. These days I prayed for you ... These days I began to remember my most precious friends.
I am a happy person: I have more friends than I imagined.
That's what they tell me, they show me. It is what I feel for all of them.
I see the brightness in their eyes, the spontaneous smile and the joy they feel when they see me.
And I also feel peace and joy when I see them and when we speak, whether in joy or in serenity, these days I thought of my friends, among them, you appeared.
You were not up or down, or in the middle. You did not start nor finish the list. You were the number one nor the final number.
What I know is that you stood out for some quality that you transmitted and with which my life has been ennobled for a long time.
And I do not have the pretense of being the first, the second or the third of your list. It is enough that you just love me like a friend. Then I understood that we really are friends. I did what every friend: I prayed ... and I thanked God for you. Thanks for being my friend
This time it expresses how much friendship should be valued, not as a position or competition for being the best or the worst but as a relationship of affection and sincere concern for each other . This poem has been attributed to Jorge Luis Borges, but it is not the work of this author.
5. Poem of friendship (Octavio Paz)
Friendship is a river and a ring. The river flows through the ring.
The ring is an island in the river. The river says: before there was no river, then only river.
Before and after: what erases friendship. Do you erase it? The river flows and the ring is formed.
Friendship erases time and thus frees us. It is a river that, when flowing, invents its rings.
In the sand of the river our footprints are erased. In the sand we look for the river: where have you gone?
We live between forgetfulness and memory: this moment is an island fought by incessant time
This friendship poem reflects how this link is built over time , flowing and reinventing itself through time.
6. Friends who left us forever (Edgar Allan Poe)
Friends who left us forever, expensive friends forever gone, out of Time and out of Space! For the soul nourished by sorrows, for the heartless, perhaps
Although he is best known for his novels, Edgar Allan Poe also made several poems. In this short example we observe how the author expresses the sadness that overwhelms him when contemplating how they bury a friend.
7. Friendship along (Jaime Gil de Biedma)
The days go by slowly and many times we were alone. But then there are happy moments to let be in friendship.
Look: it's us.
A destination skillfully drove the hours, and the company sprang up. There were nights. To their love we kindled words, the words that we later abandoned to rise to more: we began to be the companions who knew each other over the voice or the sign.
Yes now. Gentle words can be raised-those that no longer say things-float lightly in the air; because we are enzarzados in world, sarmentosos of accumulated history, and is the company that we form full, leafy of presences. Behind each one he watches his house, the field, the distance.
But shut up. I want to tell you something. I just want to say that we are all together. Sometimes, when speaking, someone forgets his arm over mine, and even though I am silent I give thanks, because there is peace in the bodies and in us.
I want to tell you how we brought our lives here, to tell them. Long, we talk to each other in the corner, so many months! that we know well, and in the memory the joy is equal to the sadness. For us, the pain is cute.
Oh, time! Everything is already understood.
This well-known poet of the twentieth century speaks to us in this poem of the memory and the longing for lost friendship , of what was shared and of what the support of those who are our friends suppose.
8. Poem 8 (John Burroughs)
He who, when you leave, sadly misses you He who, upon your return, receives you with joy The one whose irritation is never noticed That is the one I call a friend.
The one who gives the most promptly He who is the same today and tomorrow He who will share your grief as your joy That's who I call a friend.
He who is always willing to help The one whose advice was always good The one who is not afraid to defend you when they attack you That's who I call a friend.
This text is a fragment of a poem by the naturalist John Burroughs, who establishes different elements of what he considers, perhaps in an idealized way, friendship.
9. The friends (Julio Cortázar)
In the tobacco, in the coffee, in the wine, at the edge of the night they rise like those voices that in the distance sing without knowing what, along the way.
Lightly brothers of fate, dioceses, pale shadows, the flies of habits frighten me, they hold me up so that I stay afloat while I swirl.
The dead speak more but in the ear, and the living are warm hands and roof, the sum of what is gained and what is lost.
So one day in the boat of the shadow, of so much absence will my breast warm this ancient tenderness that names them.
This well-known writer expresses in this poem his concept of friendship and different elements that remind you of your friends from the past .
