For amazing Sofi

I wish apon a star,
The shining star I walk under,
While coming back from a friend..
The wishes she makes is:
She could go away and never return...
What should I do..?
What will happen to me if she leaves?
Will she take me with her?
My wish is that she will
Take me with her and we will be the bestest of friends god ever made!

What if my wish
Doesn't... come true..?
And I will spend my entire life without a friend...
A friend who will cherish our friendshp as I do?
What will happen?
Will we stay friends?
Or will we tear apart our friendship and give it to another?

A friend...
Is, what they say,
Someone who stand by your side through the worst...
And the bad too!
Will she go away,
But still stand by my side?
Will our hearts still be connected as one?
As though any other friend would?
Or is she really my friend?

Questions..
Questions..
And more question...
That can only be answered by her..
But will my 'friend' answer them?
Will she throw down her guard and answer all the questions..
I have been longing for the answers...

As we walk under the wishing star,
Back to my home,
She asks a question...
I notice,
The quetion is the one I have been longing to ask...
I look into her worried eyes and say:
"Of course I'm your friend!"
And then,
She asks one more question;
If she leaves,
Will I go with her?

A shining clear tear rolls down my cheek,
Thinking,
How could I worry and question myself?
She is too my friend!
So there for she will take me with her,
And we will travel together having adventures beyond our wildest dreams!
"Where will we go?"
I answered,
Whiping away my tear!

When people question themselves..
About a friend..
They should answer:
'A friend is a preson who will always take you with them, on any adventure they will have!'

2 My friendly peepz on ere

I don’t expect you to understand me
I know how I act
the words that I say
the things that I feel
and the way that I live my life
are all mysteries to you.
You held me
you cherished me
and now you watch me disappear
fading into the mist of a darkened wood
heading down paths you dare not tread
and opening doors you thought locked for good
But that’s where we’re different
you and I
where you saw safety
I saw a prison
Where you saw a closed door
I saw opportunity
Where you saw taboo
I saw nothing but emptiness and lies
So no, I don’t expect you to understand me
No more than I understand you
and your laws
and your petty ideals
But I ask you to let me live
as I let you
Give me the freedom I crave
Spare me your ill tongue
or your spiteful gaze
I offer neither to you
All I seek is the freedom I need
the freedom to open the doors
the freedom to chase my trails
and the freedom to follow the dreams that suit me
That is all I ask of you
and that is all I ask of the world.
Because I can break all of the ties that bind me
save the ones imposed by my fellow man
in a senseless bid for safety
in a world missing all notion of compassion
I can throw my shackles aside
and unlock my own chains
all while rotting in a world devoid
of even the basic concept of understanding

For all my Zedge Friends

Thank you for being my friend
On this strange place called Zedge
Although we may be worlds apart
Our hearts and minds are close
We make each other laugh
And sometimes even cry
Even though we will never meet
You still make my life more complete.

I don't need to mention your name since you know very well this is meant for you--the only one online untouched by superficial reasons that abound this social quagmire.

I ventured into my seething self;
once again, dirt into dirt,
to see, soul to self,
how emptiness welcomed its twin.
I find no scent of pity,
having sought none,
but sought I did, still, to gentle
my caresses of what
remained, torn and mangled
by wanton waste
yet wanting more of the same,
knowing life
was nothing if not for the struggle
to rise above the
muck.
It wasn’t even hope that gentled
my touch, for hope
has become but a joyless word
in the heart of one who has burrowed
her way into the necessities of awareness,
a word coined, yes, but for those
who still believed they were destined
for some greatness,
having been chosen
by some nefarious god
to be its eyes into the chaos of a world.
I know not the road anymore,
if ever I did,
and what words I speak in emptiness,
drop without a clang in the cobblestones
of an uncaring universe.
I am absoulutely alone,
as you are,
and dust to dust we meet,
or drift away,
until your words and mine,
or whatever insight of mine, or yours,
we share today, are, once more,
and again, gone, from ken
and sight, until someone else’s footsteps
in some future time,
tread, in equal ignorance, the dirt
of the ones we’ve left
behind.

to all zedgers

Can We Still Be Friends?

by Kathleen Sheppard

I was cold and hurting
lost out in the night
wandering and searching
for heaven's light

I saw the night sky clearing
when you spread your rainbow wings
But little did I know
what joy you would bring

From that moment on
a friendship did start
you kissed away my tears
and sheltered my heart

I bless the day God
sent him from above
But then I grew fearful
for I had fallen in love

I told you this feeling
and what did you say?
You said you liked our friendship
and that's how it would stay

I cried for a friendship I thought I lost
But then felt your warm, gentle hand
You then whispered in my ear
that by my side you'll forever stand