Best Adios Poems

Adios, Roseanne



Roseanne's racist tweet caused big trouble

So she voiced remorse on the double

     The Trump-loving comic

     Appeared catatonic

Her hit show was tossed to the rubble



In secret she now keeps opinions

But where are Roseanne and her minions?

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You told me there would be no other, 
and I would be your only lover,
together our two hearts would always beat as one.

But those damn tours kept getting longer,
while your desires kept getting stronger,
till they exploded like a bullet from a gun.

Your shattered promises ripped...

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Searching for thy bright sun
seeing a dimly lit star
Look away in remembrance
Of a once burning flame...

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(I am inspired to write this poem by three Hollywood Movies (1)* The movie: Art of crying
(2)** The Cruel Intentions II (3)*** Julienne Moore starer (I don't remember the 
name of the movie)





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Yo vengo todo el camino a Mexico'.
Para, ver el mundo..
Para, ver las cosas Diferentes.
Ahora al rato.
Yo si me tiempo viene.
Para, ver el mundo.
Para sober que el.
Prtaisa esta terinado.

Adios amigos'...
Adios amigos'...
Adios amigos'...
Adios amigos'...

Yo se mundo este lleno, de cosas diferente.
Las cosas diferente.
Ahora el rato.
Porqel el amor...

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I traveled all the way from Mexico.
To see the world.
To view the different things.
So now and then.
I know my time has come.
To see the world.
To know what heaven's done.

Adios' Amigos...
Adios' Amigos...
Adios' Amigos...
Adios' Amigos...

I know the world is full of different things.
Different things that really catch...

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Sí, ya me marcho.
Largo el camino.
Intenta ser feliz.
Tú te quedas con mi mundo:
los árboles,
los pájaros, las flores,
el crepúsculo sobre las montañas,
esas nubes que siempre me miraban,
el colibrí perfumado…
Recuerda el agua del gato,
las semillas a las palomas visitantes
y al cartero salúdalo de mi parte.
Muchas cosas extrañaré.
Mi...

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Your face on a magazine published before I was born
The other pages torn to make paper boats and spitballs
But the page you live on is as fresh as it was decades ago
As if someone was afraid to touch it for the fear of desecrating something...

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Someday I would want to be living in the entire world not just one place
Someday I would want to dissolve in water and not just be swimming
Someday I would want to evaporate and not just be flying
Till that day, as every other I am living


Someday...

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I have to say to you good bye
I ask myself every night why
I always have sad goodbyes
You walked away from my heart

Time now to say adios my princess
I will learn to be without
The soft touch of your sweet kiss
Your laughter that warmed my heart

Now I...

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ADIOS MACHO IMAGE

It used to be-
How many times I’ve said those four words –
To put it bluntly    a real man was hairy
If bald    he grew a beard and moustache    and
I mean a HUMDINGER!
Check out the old...

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A candidate for mayor
Has been sexting with a stranger.
In cyberspace, his nom de plume
Is, get this, Carlos Danger!

He once got caught and lost his job
And promised to reform,
But lying, to a politician,
Seems to be the norm.

So Weiner (yes, that is his name!)
Continues to campaign,
Although from...

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The sky is crying
My eyes are raining
My heart is hurting
This love I used to live for is fading
Those lips I used to melt for are vanishing
But like a fool I’m still waiting for your phantom
You whispered your adios hopelessly
So why I’m expecting your return hopefully
You...

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What a way to go,
The greatest show, 
Most on this planet, bidding adieu. 
Brilliant Jacko is no more, 
Yet his spirit still haunt’s the corridor. 
It seems it was his “EVERLAND’, 
He wrongly named it “NEVERLAND”. 
Although he lost it to bad debt, 
Hasn’t really...

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In Pamplona at the Running of the Bulls folks will cheer,
stampeding through the Spanish city as fast as they go.
The great kick some people get running with bulls in the rear
may be a matador’s dream, but it’s one I’ll forego.

In nightmares I’m racing, feeling the...

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