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Personification Goodbye Poems | Personification Poems About Goodbye

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I thought it was my imagination, when 
I saw it coming,
I felt the warm, intimate air, coming closer
And closer and closer into my left side of my face,
I gave him the instance and manner of His presence

What a pleasant activity to termination
His face was contentment, 
What a surprise kiss!

My mind was gratified, since I liked
Him first…
My facial expression, show it all, when my 
Eyes started an ending blinking,
He motion to my left eye, and wipe the 
Frozen tear, 
His fellows observe attentively 
As he took chocolate in his pocked, and give it to me,

It felt like, it was my first kiss ever…
As we both gave an innocent smile, it was
we danced in the middle of the road,
with no music, only the heartbeat in our hearts present,
pretend like we the only creatures in the planet. 
Oh, I was so sad when it was time for me
To go.
if only i can get a second chance to dance with him again,
another chance to kiss, to communicate, to share and to love,
my life would be compete.

another chance to share that feeling none can take away.
Kiss goodbye! 
he emotionally kissed my hand,
And motioned his hands with a fake and unpleasing
Goodbye, he was sad,
But we both knew that we’ll see one another,
Soon, before the next flight! 
When the car was in motion, he gave me a quick smile
and inner pierce of his beautiful eyes
Kiss goodbye, I smiled
Kiss goodbye I thought
Kiss goodbye, he’s gone
Kiss goodbye it is.

Copyright © Ncumisa Siko | Year Posted 2014

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Slowly so sneakily you crept into my life
Destroying everything in your path
You simply don’t care do you?
Leaving your slime everywhere 
Eradicating everything you touch
Moving on to your next innocent victim
You revolt me and I detest the sight of you
I heaved when I saw you today
Well I’ve got news for you
I know your little game and ITS OVER
I’ve put the pellets down and you are trapped
Goodbye slug forever

Jan Allison
4th September 2014

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014

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He Loves Me No More

Because he no more loves me, 
I will have to go back to my solitude - 
my only friend, before I met him. 
Now, today after many years in love 
he is throwing my adoration 
through a severe hurricane; 
forgetting to protect me. 
My man - the only man 
I have ever loved; 
he no more loves me. Why? 

Suddenly, all my expectations 
dissolved, disappeared; 
gone to another continent, 
even to another atmosphere - 
anywhere, but here with me. 
He no more loves me. Why? 

How I wish, this very moment 
to be invisible, 
As my dreams and thoughts 
are turning into hatred. 
He no more loves me. Why? 

Sobbing is echoing louder 
than the silence surrounding 
my dark room. 
I will be living patiently out of love. 

He no more loves me. 
I am never included in any of his plans, 
neither those of yesterday, today, or tomorrow. 
How I wish to remember 
only the good times we had together; 
but now, there is no present or future 
Because he loves me no more. 
I am old, and have not 
Much time left. 

Written By 
Therese Bacha

Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2015

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my Royaume

I've never thought that i would feel this way,
But it finally happened somehow someday;
And i drowned in the deep oceans that looked at me.
I got dazzled by this smile everytime i see
These petals opening softly revealing wonderful pearls;
And everytime this breeze fonndles my skin, my heart twirls.
How i wish to stay forever in this acropolis of passion!
How i admire those two loyal guards fulfilling their mission!
Look at the heavens sparkling in those skies
Making it hell when it comes to goodbyes...
But some dreams are meant to never come true,
Like the one of falling asleep next to you
Because, as they say, the moon is not allowed to rise on the majestic wooden cross
But what a shame of this culture and what a terrible loss...
I had to accept to fall back on earth
A place where cruelty took birth!
Even though they broke my wings, i'll climb as high as i can get
To try and find the heavens that i would never forget.

Copyright © dreamersis poems | Year Posted 2014

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life story

A road going along the river
that is calm and long
the width varies with time
the tide swallows the ride

The motion of water
is curling up and down
with the ripples and gorges 
going around

I do not care for reasons any longer
but it had made me stronger
I could think of moving ahead now
and live king size the plough

Myself had been stunted by the time itself
A faith alive with the shine and rhyme
I do not know the care of causes any more
The life goes by like anything that strands

Just how long it had been is not the question 
but it had been a bit favoured
just wish to move ahead and do something now
A Lot has been left behind like a low and rusty crown.

Copyright © anurag bansal | Year Posted 2016

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Can I say

Shaking earth, you call me? Can I say, some moment please?
Just had my meal, pretending to sleep
The hustle of life-chants me a lullaby, helping me to forget the lows
This small hut, my modest abode- Made of clay, a part of your life.
It’s trembling now, falling into pieces
I am not asking for more, I know it’s yours- the soil and we mortals both
The air we breathe and the sound of wind- this and more and henceforth
But can’t bear the pain, the fellows cry, how can you show no empathy
Just had my meal, pretending to sleep
Can I say, some moment please?

Copyright © SWATI SINHA | Year Posted 2015

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Richer than rich

Richer than rich!
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad Author
& A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet

Has football gone completely mad!
A sport of all now to be had!
Boys and girls play it today.
I wonder, is it for the pay?

Talk is now, if one does go.
To China, that’s overseas, you know.
If here you have made your name.
There you would be one of fame.

I mean a million pounds every week!
No doubt one will work, so to speak.
But kicking an air filled ball.
Ain’t worth one million pounds at all!

Still, if I was offered a payment so.
Off I would blinking go.
I’d write a verse every day!
Rest of the time I’d count me pay.

lol (The new mad Author)

Copyright © STANLEY Harris | Year Posted 2017

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The Heart of Balmville

*The Heart of Balmville

A living thing I was; I graced your land.
Three hundred years and more, I stood with pride.
A focal point to meet with friends to stand,
or drive the intersecting roads beside
the wall that sheltered me, your blessed tree,
you thought long-standing for eternity.

The 'Heart of Balmville' often you called me;
so many grew up in my view's embrace,
and took for granted that my vision be
forever etched within this Balmville space.
Inside your small historic park I stood
preserved for years in my dear ancient wood.

My statuesque magnificence now gone...
your hearts are saddened, missing my great limbs.
But with my stump, may memories hold on
while picture of my leaves and branches dims.
May 'Heart of Balmville' live within your heart...
I, Balmville Tree, at last from you depart.

Sandra M. Haight

~4th Place~
Contest: Any Poem Trashed in a Recent Contest
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Judged: 09/04/2015


Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

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Fare Thee Well

In the dusk shadow and light
Shimm‘ring dark and glancing bright
The last of times they see both sides
In different worlds they do reside

The time to say their last goodbyes
Both know that what they‘re doing‘s right
For shadows live in darkness well
And light in brightest heavens dwell

A last refrain, a sense of pain
Maybe someday they'll meet again

The shadow then turned to a spark
To guide all shadows in the dark
The light returned into the sky
To flash the shine, high up to fly

Copyright © Akari Akisame | Year Posted 2015

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Blue and Black roses.

kiss midnight goodbye and watch its dark petals float away on the night breeze,.kiss 
midnight goodbye and bask in the rays of the morning sun.,render the past gone and wash 
in the dew of your dawn. Kiss midnight goodbye and with it the queen of the stars and her 
banquet ...,I kiss midnight goodbye and embrace my new beginning because in your eyes i 
see the map of my world.. I watch everything come to ease in a stare,the other side of 
darkness,painless and no less beautiful. A wordless understanding but an understanding 
none the less.,comforting;But not of my lamentations but of my subconsious need..a 
seemingly ever present presence..the pen of my thoughts.

Copyright © Aaron Kibirige | Year Posted 2010

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The perfect smile

i took so many bad choices in life
i screwed up even when i had a wife
i can play the game of blame
But its time i face the shame

Disappointment i have left
My life now is in a cleft
In my being the sun has set
From now on only sadness i will get
We know about sins of the father
i pray God won’t let it go further
It’s all ripped open raw
Now everybody saw

A flawed human being
Running up the hills fleeing
Away from eyes judging
Hiding all my smudging

Doing drugs to feel better
But being called by a debtor
Selling your soul to the highest bidder
Praying the debtor will reconsider

Losing loved ones in this awful race
Still barely have courage to save face 

Copyright © GERT WEWEGE | Year Posted 2017