Beautiful words true friends and rest. Poems about friendship and friends

There are friends for a minute
For money, day and night
When it suits them
They evaporate away.

There are friends in misfortune
There are friends out of boredom
There are those who
You can't call friends.

There are friends out of habit
There are love friends
There are friends at work -
That's why they are colleagues.

There are friends in bed
There are friends in a hurry
When it suits them
They turn to dust.

There are friends on the sly
There are friends for show
There are friends and to no avail,
For a lifetime and once.

There are friends and by letters,
There are friends along the way
There are friends from idleness,
But… are they friends?

There are hearsay friends
Which are easy to lose
Still, you have to decide
To call someone a friend.

How does this transformation take place?
Random people you meet into sincere friends?
But souls just want to communicate,
And this world is getting better.

In distant cities and different countries.
And maybe on the street alone
They live. But sooner or later
They are destined to meet.

Lucky chance is circling somewhere nearby.
In a crowd of people, or in a foggy haze
Looking for each other soul mates
On this unforgiving land.

I know it's not easy to find FRIENDS like you.
You warm my heart with your smile!
You always try to understand, console, cheer.
You are ready to share sorrow and joy with me.

I can trust you cherished dreams.....
I am very, very lucky to have
You!

I'm good with my friends
I am always happy with them.
All grievances are powder
Going nowhere.

Let's forget all the troubles
Let's just leave happiness
carbonated water,
We remember the taste.

Let's remember the colors of summer
colorful balls,
How did we let them into the sky -
From night to dawn.

We played catch up
Didn't sleep late at night
And the next day -
We are not lazy to have fun.

How to sit in the evenings
Watched all sorts of films
Drank cola, ate chips,
Peacefully immersed in dreams...

Friendship is a warm wind
Friendship is a bright world
Friendship is the sun at dawn
A fun feast for the soul.

Friendship is only happiness
Friendship is one thing.
With friendship, bad weather is not terrible,
With friendship - life is full in spring.

A friend will share the pain and joy,
A friend will support and save.
With a friend - even an evil weakness
In an instant, it melts and leaves.

Believe, keep, appreciate friendship,
This is the highest ideal.
She will serve you.
After all, friendship is a valuable gift.

You suddenly settled in your thoughts
Not as a lover, but as a friend.
And you are many years older
You can answer almost everything for me.

Communicate simply and easily
Even though you are far from me.
And through the network you send me hello
I send you greetings in return.

We can discuss something
Or we can just shut up.
I feel there is a connection between us
Don't explain it in words.

Warmth lives in my heart for you
And I'm grateful to fate
that let you into my life.
And betrothed me with a strong friendship.

Never change friends.
They cannot be exchanged like coins.
You will understand it later -
There is no closer friend in the world.

Never lose friends
That loss cannot be measured.
An old friend won't come back to you
You can't replace him with a new friend.

And do not offend friends -
Resentment will become a wound on the heart,
Even though friends know how to forgive,
The door to their soul will be closed.

Friendship must always be protected.
This feeling is longer than a century.
Best friend will never betray
There is simply no one more devoted!

Do you need to call a friend?
When it's dark on the way
When the road is not known
And there is no strength to go?

When trouble is on all sides
When the sun is night
Will he not see
Won't rush to help?

After all, he can not eat and sleep,
When all of a sudden!
But ... if you need to call a friend -
It's hardly a friend...

How much I want to say
How much different events passed...
Well, I do not live with loneliness:
Stayed a bit, and perished.

A collective sense of childhood
I was instilled by my parents.
About the Feeling of Shared Magic
Would you like to ask me?

Well, how about without friends-comrades-in-arms,
Without support ... well, so as not to slip!
Also higher mathematics
Prove the theorem about life!

So I rejoice in the days that with the sun,
What is snow to me, what is heat to me - all equally.
And my friends are here, side by side,
And we walk in the same direction.

And grandchildren on diapers painting,
And already the hair with gray hair ...
It was difficult - they didn't quit.
It will be fun, won't you quit?

So, I need to know, in demand -
A tsunami of pride in the body ...
And on the heart with a stamp
Sealed songs of sorrow...

I feel, and therefore I foresee
In human communication, though not closely familiar,
And I'll see a man a hundred miles away,
At least he keeps his thoughts under lock and key.

And if a friend always understands, supports,
He will advise how to proceed,
And if he does not hold sympathy,
That and in communication will begin to wriggle in words.

And all the comrades only need you,
So that they get something out of you
And when poor, and sick, and cold,
They renounce and shun themselves.

There are only a few friends in the world,
And there will never be a hundred of them.
And those that are in friends - in the photo, in the faces,
Will appear when the cold comes

There are people who can't understand me
There are those to whom I will open my soul.
After all, it's hard to imagine life without my dear
And without relatives, whose name is FRIENDS.

I'm lonely in this small world
At least one in five is a friend of your friends.
My life is no longer interesting to me -
Tired without a purpose to follow it.

But there is one thing that gives me strength
And does not really let die:
Friends in life help me out,
I am ready to die for you!

All meetings with you are a pleasure,
A surge of huge creative ideas.
Perhaps this is my destiny -
Gather around the best people!

I am terribly grateful to my fate
For all the friends you gave me
That I was so generous, I am royally gifted:
Life would be meaningless without you!

They leave us dying
Friends: fly to heaven.
Their souls are waiting at the gates of heaven
But we remember their voices.

We remember their smile, joke,
Their gestures, looks, and again
We are happy for a moment
In a dream, hug them all alive.

We store gifts carefully
And the case suddenly in what year
We remember so vividly
What freezes in the throat lump.

It happens that in a faceless crowd
A familiar silhouette flashes by:
You run after him with a cheerful cry,
Forgetting that the friend is no more.

But what are distances to us death;
Our life is a horse in bells.
Friends leave, dying.
Friends live in our hearts!

My friend, thank you for being you!
Thank you for always looking online
For the fact that, talking to you over trifles,
My soul sometimes flies up to the clouds.

Thank you for the concern, participation to me:
I am very grateful for all this to you!
You, like no one else, are able to feel,
In my soul, sometimes a broken thread.

And having caught it, you try to connect:
Yes, masterfully so that the knot can not be seen!
Thank you dear friend, I appreciate it all:
Thank you for everything, for everything, for everything

What is friendship? Light hangover ardor
Resentment free talk,
The exchange of vanity, idleness
Ile patronage shame.

Everyone in the world talked about friendship,
But only I myself suddenly understand
What is only for you now in the answer,
After all, you are my true, faithful friend!

And so that in our life it does not happen
You can be sure - I will always come!
I want it to be equal
We are joy, happiness, sorrow and trouble!

Today I want to say
What is friendship in our world,
So that everyone can accept it,
Realize that there is no better friendship.

Friendship is the fairy of kindness
Friendship is the maid of honor of hope,
Friendship is much higher than vanity,
It is neglected only by the ignorant!

Friendship gives us those people
With whom it’s not scary on the road or on reconnaissance,
As the number of friends grows
The chance is growing to take the highest mark.

After all, with friends twice the fun
Three times safer and more reliable,
Four of us with friends, we are bolder,
Five times to the enemies, we are more careful!

Love and friendship are distinguished
But how do they want to distinguish?
They are equally willing to buy
Only we are told to hide one.

Empty thought! Deception in vain!
There is friendship tender, passionate,
Constricts the heart, moves the blood,
And although it hides its dangerous fire,

But with a girl she's fine
Always looks like love.

How do I start eating candy?
My friends are countless.
And the candy is gone
And there are no friends in sight.

For candy each friend,
So it blows her out of the hands.
Well, why do I need this friendship?
I myself love candy.

It's very sad, sometimes, to make mistakes,
But there are such "friends"
It's only worth the trouble to meet,
They cannot be found anywhere.

And there are others who
They walk with you through life.
They won't write history about them,
And the textbook will not be published.

Only if it gets hard for you
Or, let's say, it suddenly bakes,
Give your strong hand
And lend their shoulder.

And always, no matter how hard it is,
They put their lives on the line.
Appreciate a true friend.
And just kick the others out.

I have invisible friends
Which I have never seen...
I felt kindness in them,
Reading their comments over and over.

Invisible people wrote from the heart,
What made them, I can not understand ....
Their wonderful words sounded here in silence,
and forced to live .... and there is no turning back.

What do I know about them? And everything and nothing...
But only one thing is clear - they are beautiful in soul!
And happiness and trouble will be divided into two,
Will make the heart beat again not in vain.

Thank you invisible friends
For appearing in life for a minute ....
Every second is precious to me
I love you .... and remember all the minutes!

AT modern world technology,
Glancing around the neighborhood,
You think that very many
We call it "my friends".
And tired of life ambitions,
unrealized ideas,
I want to see faces around us,
Dear and dear people.
A lot has been written about friends.
I just want to add,
A friend is not the one with whom they drank together,
And not the one who patted on the shoulder.
And not one who is happy to give advice,
With whom the path of life has brought,
With whom did you study once, somewhere ...
No, guys, they're not friends.
A friend is not the one who jokes and laughs,
And not the one who appreciates style and verse.
Friend - in your problems is known,
In joy and sorrow for two.
He doesn't need your gratitude
And they do not litter with words.
Asadov wrote about such friends,
They do, they don't say.
They don't have little souls inside,
I wish you simply, without fuss,
Drive away the pathetic fake,
But appreciate sincere friends!

Friendship is a warm wind
Friendship is a bright world
Friendship is the sun at dawn
A fun feast for the soul.
Friendship is only happiness
Friendship is one thing.
With friendship, bad weather is not terrible,
With friendship - life is full in spring.
A friend will share the pain and joy,
A friend will support and save.
With a friend - even an evil weakness
In an instant, it melts and leaves.
Believe, keep, appreciate friendship,
This is the highest ideal.
She will serve you.
After all, friendship is a valuable gift.

Let's gather at the table
Not for the potion to intoxicate us,
And in order to keep friendship
Himself the way she was.

Let's gather at the table
Without any overseas pickles there,
So that there are our faded solos,
As if the branches of one trunk.

Let's gather around the table.
Let's part our gray hairs,
And our minds will become one
And our revelations, and deeds.

Let's gather at the table!
It doesn't matter who has one, there will be one,
With whom again, as in youth, is sung,
And youth was a common cup for us.

Let's gather around the table
At least once a year, because more often we can not,
And we will not add so many new songs,
So that everyone can console us.

Let's gather around the table.
Well, how much do we need for fees?
To collapse ridiculous fences,
Which maturity has brought us.

Let's gather around the table
And with us those whose song is not finished,
They live as long as we remember it
As long as our pain for them is light.

Everyone in the world talked about friendship,
But only I myself suddenly understand
What is only for you now in the answer,
After all, you are my true, faithful friend!
And so that in our life it does not happen
You can be sure - I will always come!
I want it to be equal
We are joy, happiness, sorrow and trouble!

In life we meet a lot of people,
Everyone is walking past and only one
Suits you like a breath of oxygen
With which it is not terrible to live up to wrinkles.
Without friendship in the world is much more dangerous,
No one will tell, no one will understand.
One blind hope in God
Which is unlikely to help.
They all seem to be different,
By character and mind.
But a real friend would not give offense
In any situation, you are no one.

Friends! Thank you for being!
What are you next to me!
Alien to you, I know, envy, flattery,
Words that hurt.

Always ready to listen
Give advice, advice.
And if trouble suddenly comes -
Support, comfort.

Your smiles are like flowers
They give me joy, lightness.
You are full of vitality.
How good I am with you!

Thank you for your kindness
Responsiveness, participation.
My friends! I love you!
I wish you all happiness!

Do you need to call a friend?
When it's dark on the way
When the road is not known
And there is no strength to go?
When trouble is on all sides
When the sun is night
Will he not see
Won't rush to help?
After all, he can not eat and sleep,
When all of a sudden!
But ... if you need to call a friend -
It's hardly a friend...

A thread winds from heart to heart -
It only gets stronger with age.
Neither burn nor cut it,
Not weighed with accurate scales.

We keep it carefully
Sometimes we embellish a little
With your imagination,
But we hold on and don't let go.

And it's worth just naming
She will immediately respond
To immediately support again,
After all, that thread is called Friendship.

It happens often, making mistakes in people,
We are in a hurry to call the wrong ones friends.
We judge others superficially,
Distinguishing false, true friends.

Comrades of our bad habits,
Those false friends are more dangerous than enemies.
We are looking for master keys in them from all problems,
And we find only flatterers ...

Not those friends who are naughty with you who are together,
They will call you to leave the lesson,
And they will treat you with a cigarette at the entrance,
And laugh at your trouble.

After all, there are a lot of false friends around you,
Friends can be counted on fingers.
friend in difficult moment will be there
And it would be an honor to give a helping hand.

A friend will present the bitter truth to you
In your most reckless moment
A reliable shoulder will set you up
And protect you from various troubles.

And if you help a friend as a friend,
That stumbled and almost fell
That friendship will only become more precious.
I would call it male friendship.

So, let's go through life boldly,
Making loyal friends.
And our happiness will be without limit,
And every day will be brighter.

There are not many friends -
Known for a long time and all.
When difficulties are at the threshold,
When suddenly a lot of problems -

A friend will be with you inseparable,
And he will never betray.
All the clouds are overhead
Your divorce at a time!

I never get bored with him
And fun time flies.
I so want this friendship
Long time to save me!

There are not many friends
Count them on your fingers...
Therefore friendship with you
I always consider it an honor.

In today's world of technology,
Glancing around the neighborhood,
You think that very many
We call it "my friends".
And tired of life ambitions,
unrealized ideas,
I want to see faces around us,
Dear and dear people.
A lot has been written about friends.
I just want to add,
A friend is not the one with whom they drank together,
And not the one who patted on the shoulder.
And not one who is happy to give advice,
With whom the path of life has brought,
With whom did you study once, somewhere ...
No, guys, they're not friends.
A friend is not the one who jokes and laughs,
And not the one who appreciates style and verse.
Friend - in your problems is known,
In joy and sorrow for two.
He doesn't need your gratitude
And they do not litter with words.
Asadov wrote about such friends,
They do, they don't say.
They don't have little souls inside,
I wish you simply, without fuss,
Drive away the pathetic fake,
But appreciate sincere friends!