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Goodbye Alliteration Poems | Alliteration Poems About Goodbye

These Goodbye Alliteration poems are examples of Alliteration poems about Goodbye. These are the best examples of Goodbye Alliteration poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Waiting---Alliteration


Wistfully waiting and watching at the window, wishing and wondering. Will all this wanting be wasted? The evening embraces my empty arms, and eventually the essence of exquisite pain exudes from my eyes.. Our fabric of our future is faded , the feature of my fantasy was fabricated from a fevered fight for a fresh start.. Oh, be gone you beast, bewitch another...I, a bystander now, bequeath this boulevard of bones, to a better belle than I..
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My Love

My love I can not find you anywhere, 
I feel like I lost my soul somewhere, 
because you are my soulmate, 
and us being apart can not be fate. 

You did not leave because you wanted to, 
It just was just something you had to do. 

I was not right, All I wanted to do was fight, 
and knowing you was the love of my life, 
yet I would not make you my wife. 

I know that's what you really wanted 
and now I am feeling haunted, 
by the things I should have done, 
and you being the only one 
I ever loved and will love forever, if it was'nt for me we will still be together. 
 
But you are gone 
and I can not go on, 
so I must say good-bye, I'm leaving myself to die.


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Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


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tribute

Tribute

From the start, the cupped hands of my heart
caressed the knowledge we were one.

Perked ears, pitched command, the Look…
no one questioned who was in charge.
I danced to the tune of a shipload of spunk
secure under sail aboard the mini Furry Fury.

As the years took their toll and frail took control,
 there was no mercy for me, no ‘Sorry Ms V;’
only ‘Snap, get my snack!  Snag that clinker in back!’
Sixteen years a friend…Prima Donna to the end.

From the start, the cupped hands of my heart
caressed the knowledge we were one.

She left me today, in much the same way:
cupped hands ringing tear drops 
from the dishrag of my broken heart.