GOODBYE POEMS
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Bye
You left without a goodbye,
Leaving me to wait nearby,
Making me to wave at the passerby,
Maybe you will come by.
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Abifarin Victoria
Have I Lost You
Why did you leave without saying goodbye
Or was it because l pretended not to like you
I found a way to communicate with you
But you only replied once
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Upendo Chimwezi
New Beginning
They say true love last a life time till forever
So what do you want me to do
I am always gonna cry because I miss you
Tell me how can I kill this love
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Ibthlhal Abdul
Our End
Hot streaks of white rolls down my cheek
As he holds me ever so close to his heart
The beat of it is like a sweet lullaby reminding me how much he loves me
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Morgan Mccane
A Dry Leaf
"Trust" was our land
And we were immature seeds
A downpour of "love"
We bloomed into a Tree..
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Minu Chaudhary
My Lost Friend
I cannot say goodbye
Because I still need you
I know you will be back
Though it is hard to believe
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Amoit Percis
Until Then; If There's A Heaven.
Promises I've made I shall always keep,
From the day we made our first toast.
Now, months and it still aches so deep,
For you're the one I still love the most.
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Az Mo
A Boy Named Sue
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
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Shel Silverstein
On Aging
When you see me sitting quietly,
Like a sack left on the shelf,
Don?t think I need your chattering.
I?m listening to myself.
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Maya Angelou
The Wait
I wait for the one who promised
Promised to return
Not just return
But return for a lifetime
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Eddah Ayuma
Free Town
Trudging down the route,
the dark and feared one,
Cornellia saw a small angel turned demon
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Yusuf Olabisi
If We Knew
If we knew when friends around us
Closely press to say goodbye
Which among the lips that kiss us
First would 'neath the daisies lie
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Anonymous Americas
Goodbye S.s.
Go away girl, go away
and let me pack my dreams
Now where did I put those yesteryears
made up with broken seams
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Spike Milligan
Joey
I thought I would go daft when Joey died.
He was my first, and wise beyond his years.
For nigh a hundred nights I cried and cried,
Until my weary eyes burned up my tears.
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Robert Service
Have A Nice Day
'Help, help, ' said a man. 'I'm drowning.'
'Hang on, ' said a man from the shore.
'Help, help, ' said the man. 'I'm not clowning.'
'Yes, I know, I heard you before.
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Spike Milligan
Sylvia's Mother
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy,
too busy to come to the phone .
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's trying
to start a new life of her own.
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Shel Silverstein
Thunder
There will be thunder then. Remember me.
Say â?? She asked for storms.â?? The entire
world will turn the colour of crimson stone,
and your heart, as then, will turn to fire.
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Anna Akhmatova
Closings
1
"Always Be Closing," Liam told usâ??
abc of real estate, used cars,
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Donald Hall
Prosody 101
When they taught me that what mattered most
was not the strict iambic line goose-stepping
over the page but the variations
in that line and the tension produced
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Linda Pastan
In My Dreams
In my dreams I am always saying goodbye and riding away,
Whither and why I know not nor do I care.
And the parting is sweet and the parting over is sweeter,
And sweetest of all is the night and the rushing air.
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Stevie Smith
Zone
At last you're tired of this elderly world
Shepherdess O Eiffel Tower this morning the bridges are bleating
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Guillaume Apollinaire
Goodbye
Waft on, thou upward breeze
From the warm south!
And on her wayward mouth
Imprint my far farewells
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Leon Gellert
Gone
THE last, late guest
To the gate we followed;
Goodbye -- and the rest
The night-wind swallowed.
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Henrik Johan Ibsen
Ghost Elephants
In the elephant field tall green ghost elephants
with your cargo of summer leaves
at night I heard you breathing
at the window Don't you ever
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Jean Valentine
Gentle Gaoler
Being a gaoler I'm supposed
To be a hard-boiled guy;
Yet never prison walls enclosed
A kinder soul than I:
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Robert Service
A Couple More Years
I've got a couple more years on you, baby...that's all.
I've had more chances to fly and more places to fall.
And it ain't that I'm wiser...
It's only that I've spent more time with my back to the wall.
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Shel Silverstein
Late March
Saturday morning in late March.
I was alone and took a long walk,
though I also carried a book
of the Alone, which companioned me.
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Edward Hirsch
Buick
As a sloop with a sweep of immaculate wing on her delicate spine
And a keel as steel as a root that holds in the sea as she leans,
Leaning and laughing, my warm-hearted beauty, you ride, you ride,
You tack on the curves with parabola speed and a kiss of goodbye,
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Karl Shapiro
Untitled 4
Mother! Darling mother, you are seeking me I know,
And I feel thy love will follow through the world where'er I go;
But I cannot come, dear mother; I am sadly altered now:
The once fair wreath of innocence that garlanded my brow
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Owen Suffolk
A Drought Idyll
It was the middle of the drought; the ground was hot and bare,
You might search for grass with a microscope, but nary grass was there;
The hay was done, the cornstalks gone, the trees were dying fast,
The sun o'erhead was a curse in read and the wind was a furnace blast;
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George Essex Evans
The First Quarrel
I.
'Wait a little,' you say, 'you are sure it 'll all come right,'
But the boy was born i' trouble, an' looks so wan an' so white:
Wait! an' once I ha' waited--I hadn't to wait for long.
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Rondel
Goodbye! the tears are in my eyes;
Farewell, farewell, my prettiest;
Farewell, of women born the best;
Good-bye! the saddest of good-byes.
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Franà§ois Villon
The Ghost's Leavetaking
Enter the chilly no-man's land of about
Five o'clock in the morning, the no-color void
Where the waking head rubbishes out the draggled lot
Of sulfurous dreamscapes and obscure lunar conundrums
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Sylvia Plath
The Abandoned
SHE sat by the wayside and wept, where roses, red roses and white,
Lay wasted and withered and sere, like her life and its ruined delight;
Like chaff blown about in the wind whirled roses, white roses and red,
And pale, on night's threshold, the moon bent over the day that was dead.
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Mathilde Blind
Stars In The Sea
I took a boat on a starry night
and went for a row on the water,
and she danced like a child on a wake of light
and bowed where the ripples caught her.
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Roderic Quinn