The Friendship poems are some of the most common, as they inspire poets to show their feelings for their friends. Having friends is of great value, many of us have them since we were children and some become almost siblings.
Friendships are the family we can choose in our lives with whom we share sadness and happiness. There are many authors who have dedicated part of their works to friendship, exalting it as it deserves.
It is never too late to dedicate a poem to your best friends, value that bond that can unite them forever. Next we will show you friendship poems so that you dedicate and remember great friends.
List of friendship poems
“I grow a white rose” – Author: José Martí
Cultivate a white rose
in June as in January,
For the honest friend,
who gives me his free hand.
And for the cruel one who rips me off
the heart with which I live,
Thistle or nettle cultivation
cultivate a white rose.
“How did you say, my friend” – Author: Rubén Darío
How did you say, my friend?
What love is a river? It is not weird.
It’s certainly a river
that, joining the confluence of the detour,
going to get lost in the sea of disappointment.
“Friends are so…” – Author: Robert Lowell
Friends are so
but so creepy beautiful
that I would yell at them
Welcome!
Joyful, full of tears,
so they came from hell.
«The friends» – Author: Julio Cortazar
In tobacco, in coffee, in wine,
at the edge of the night they rise
like those voices that sing in the distance
without knowing what, along the way.
Lightly brothers of fate,
dioscuros, pale shadows, they scare me
the flies of habits, they put up with me
to stay afloat in the meantime.
The dead speak more but in the ear,
and the living are a warm hand and a roof,
sum of gains and losses.
So one day in the boat of the shadow,
of so much absence will shelter my chest
this ancient tenderness that names them.
“Friend” – Author: Pablo Neruda
Friend, take what you want,
penetrate your gaze into the corners
and if you wish, I give you my whole soul
with its white avenues and its songs.
Friend —with the afternoon make it go away
this useless old desire to win.
Drink from my pitcher if you are thirsty.
Friend —with the afternoon make it go away
this wish of mine that all the rosebush
belongs to me-
Friend if you are hungry eat my bread.
Everything, friend, I have done for you.
All this that without looking you will see in my naked room:
all this that rises up the right walls
—like my heart— always looking for height.
You smile friend. Does matters!
Nobody knows how to hand over
what is hidden inside
but I give you my soul, an amphora of soft honey,
and I give you everything
Except that memory.
That in my empty inheritance that lost love,
It is a white rose, which opens in silence.
«Friendship» – Author: Carlos Castro Saavedra
Friendship is the same as a hand
that in another hand supports his fatigue
and feel that the fatigue is mitigated
and the way becomes more human.
The sincere friend is the brother
clear and elemental as the spike,
like bread, like the sun, like the ant
who confuses honey with summer.
Great wealth, sweet company
is that of the being that arrives with the day
and clarifies our interior nights.
Source of coexistence, of tenderness,
It is the friendship that grows and matures
in the midst of joys and sorrows.
«I drink to our friendship» – Author: Jorge Javier Roque
Worth this friendship that I have for you
To toast a future together
That no matter how much time has passed
We still have a world to live.
“Talking about friendship and love” – Author: Zenaida Bacardi de Argamasilla
To say love is to release your breath and let out a deep sigh.
Saying friendship is like opening the door and letting in a soft and deep feeling.
To say love is to make pain sweet and sacrifice dear.
To say friendship is to make the understanding and quality of the company warm.
To say love is to find the compendium of all the desires of life.
To say friendship is to find the cloak of tenderness, comfort and peace.
“Friend” – Author: Fernanda Laguna
I was going to tell you
life is not easy.
But now
not to say something obvious I tell you
-wait for it to occur to me-
Will it have to be as complicated as life
so that we are at his height?
“Friendship at all costs” – Author: José de Arias Martínez
Soul to soul, that’s how it’s born
a true friendship,
by dint of being very sincere,
heart to Heart,
it is a delivery of love,
No contracts or promises.
Because there is acceptance
without needing forgiveness
for it is given without reserve,
friendship you keep it,
when there is only love
“To Carmen (Veintimilla)” – Author: Dolores Veintimilla
Less beautiful than you, my Carmela,
Go that flower to decorate your hair;
I myself have caught it in the prairie
And affectionate my soul sends it to you.
When dry and withered one day falls
Don’t throw it, for God’s sake, on the shore:
Keep it as a flattering memory
Of the sweet friendship that united us.
“Poem for a friend” – Author: Víctor Zúñiga García
“Friends… we will always be friends
to count our sorrows one by one
and we will have as witnesses
to the sun, to the wind, to the night, or to the moon.
We will travel to a distant world
to search with all the effort
And we will be like the walker
who rides looking for his dream!
Friends always above all things
how thorns and roses go together
regardless of distance or time
you will be the rain… I may be the wind.
And so we will continue as few do,
looking in life for our crazy dreams
And if something happened, listen to what I tell you
For all time… I will be your friend!”
“Poem 8” – Author: John Burroughs
He who, when you leave, misses you sadly
The one who, upon your return, welcomes you with joy
The one whose irritation never shows
That’s who I call a friend.
He who gives sooner than asks
The one who is the same today and tomorrow
The one who will share your sorrow as well as your joy
That’s who I call a friend.
The one who is always willing to help
The one whose advice was always good
The one who is not afraid to defend you when attacked
That’s who I call a friend.
“Of friendship” – Author: Alfredo Buxan
To Enrique Fernández and Mayte Gómez
Because it’s not good
to confuse the breath with the cold of the soul,
nor is it good for man to live alone,
nor is the table cornered in the living room kind
with only a withered plate on the tablecloth,
and the crumbs.
Come see the dust of things, take me out
of this swamp without light. I lost
the habit of friendship and it weighs on me
like marble every afternoon at home,
without leaving me I want your voice
between the walls like common rain.
The beat of silence around.
The goodness of your sweet company.
I long for your voice because I already confuse
exhausted, the trembling breath from my mouth
with the cold of the soul
“To friendship” – Author: Alberto Lista
The sweet illusion of my first age,
of the crude disappointment the bitterness,
sacred friendship, pure virtue
I sang with a voice now soft, now severe.
Not from Helicon the flattering bough
my humble genius conquer seeks;
memories of my evil and my good fortune,
stealing from sad oblivion just waits.
To no one but you, dear Albino,
owes my tender and loving chest
of their affections consecrate history.
You taught me to feel, you the divine
song and generous thought:
Yours my verses are and that is my glory.
“I will come back if my friends come back” – Author: Ángel Marino Ramírez V.
I will come back if my friends come back
And if the blood of the century stops
I will return with the won and the lost
Satisfied with the snow adventure
I will return because the song of the sea calls me
With its murmur of deep loneliness
I left in the middle of a parade of tears
And I will return in a caravan of walking experiences
Return for the glories of withered ashes
By the plea of eager genes
For the dreams of the spilled bodies
And for the tree that waited for me in silence
I’ll be back when my friends come back
Because history has no bars
And the sheets have no doors.
“New friendships” – Author: Raúl Henao
The fire took hold of the carved frame
of new friends
who always walk arm in arm with the first
stranger passing under an umbrella.
The last days of April had the hardness
of the plowshare.
Hands sent by telegraph, kisses with packaging
toothpaste, landing encounters
of the stairs. The face or tail of the coin that
lasted in the sharp afternoon air
like a razor blade.
By candlelight threatened in the morning
it was not known if that girl
I was going in or out of the bathroom.
“This is friendship” – Author: Arjona Delia
if loneliness invades
you can count on me!
I will light your path
I will always know how to listen to you!
I always offer you my shoulder
in case you need to cry,
reach out your friendly hand
I’ll help you walk!
Because it’s all about
true friendship,
give confidence, give shelter,
with complete sincerity!
“Friendship Sonnet” – Author: Garza Humberto
I gave up everything to be your friend
when you were a flower of light and surprise;
My confession, maybe you don’t care
I’m telling you anyway.
Your symphony of tuberose and punishment,
my skin torn in pain, does not kiss,
and like a white cloud today it crosses
my dream and the ears of my wheat.
Today my blood flows quietly…
It seems that I edit my agony
in the rosy marble of your forehead.
I wait, the affliction of my elegy,
with the accent of his sorrowful voice
do not tarnish the brilliance of your day.
“Friend, never forget you” – Author: Minerva Dirksz
How to forget you, friend?
How, how? If I am like a shadow by your side.
How can I forget you dear friend, if I am always in your thoughts.
How to forget you friend, if with your touch to the heart, your presence is already noticeable.
How can I forget you friend, that one day without hearing from you I feel like dying.
And if one day you can’t find me, friend, it’s because I haven’t forgotten you.
In that absence there will be a reason.
But my friend, I could never forget you.
I will always be your loyal friend.
“My best friend” – Author: Mireya Orozco
my soul friend
My dear friend
are you my mother
and the best of my life.
always my confidant
Always my advisor
always the most sincere
And never treacherous.
You are the most beautiful
and I thank you
for being
My best friend.
“My friend” – author: Pablo Cingolani
My friend
come home soon
Tell me everything,
Change everything for me
what do i need today
your resurrection
your liberation,
Your revolution.
«A friend is…» – Author: Verónica R. Marengo
A friend is the one who walks by your side
both in good and
in bad times.
He is the one who shows you that he loves you
with small everyday details.
It is who listens to you and without being
I agree with you, he doesn’t judge you.
He is the one who reproaches you
that you didn’t call him
showing you how much
that you care
A friend is the one who guesses
what worries you
and without asking you anything
try to make you feel good.
It is he who laughs with you.
It is the one that strengthens you
with his words.
a friend is the best
what can happen to us
«Definition of friendship» – Author: Diego E. Loayza G.
Friendship… dreamlike flash
the greatest feeling
The most fruitful land
is the shelter
where we seek peace
And poetry and a journey
where does the friend walk
It is where we turn on the smile
And we turn off loneliness
A magical place…