Best Bye Poems


Bye Yesterday, Hello Today

Bring a cup and fetch my Tears,
Because tomorrow has been for Years.
Life challenges, my favorite Seat,
As my fear dances to my Heartbeat.

Day and night, I don't Care,
As poverty, the cloth i Wear.
Happiness travels in Dreams,
Yet with hope,possible it Seems.

Drunk, a way to Forget.
Yet once awake, it's time to Regret.
Questions, i ask Myself,
Even though no answers on my Shelve.

Here i am slowly Sinking,
In that ocean called Thinking.
As a new day keeps Wishing,
Maybe Faith is what's Missing.

After all is said and Done
Like the rise of a new Sun,
The hope for a better Tomorrow,
Is the path i have chosen to Follow.

Premium Member Breakfast of Good-Bye

Breakfast of Good-bye


fine remnants softly linger
along the edges - reminiscence,
soft ruffling of a curtain
tickled by a warm summer breeze,
cold scent of passion’s pillow
pressed into the face of yesterday,
lost shoe recovered from act one
flamboyant curtain call,
damp towel draped across a chair
auburn strands entwined,
dripping heart shape
foggy shower door,
wine glass blessed
her gentle passing kiss,
music faintly loitering
amid fading dream,
note that begged forgiveness
for the moment stolen,
fine wine, soggy pasta
breakfast of good-bye.



7/10/2015

Premium Member Hush-A-Bye, Baby You Have Stolen My Heart

An infant so very small, with its little noise that never does impose.

small little hands, ten perfect little fingers, small little feet, ten perfect little toes
 
kitten softness, invites a fingers touch, a kiss on its nose. 


Hush-a-bye, baby, flawless pure love, princess in pink, a prince in blue

it snuggles and steals mortal's and God's soul with just a coo. 


7/30/2019
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.


Where Did You Go

Where did you go?

Where did you go?
Yesterday you were here,

But now you lie still
Your eyes closed,

Gentle face,
Facing up towards the sky,
Up towards the stars,

I know this is the way of things,
That we must all one day let go!

But still, we cry out,
Where did you go?

Your laugh, your knowing eyes,

Waiting for us,
Welcoming us with a smile,

It seems so clear,
standing here,

so quiet,

No more machines
clicking,
Everything surrendered,

We never knew how much time
was left?

But now we know,
It’s passed,

And as we push back your hair,
We see,

It’s time to
let you
go.

John Roberts (dedicated to my beautiful Mum)

Premium Member ~ Bye ~ : -(

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Its time to say bye! 
I have no reason why?

This site was fun from day to day.
Poetry came in a fun way of play.

Goodbye to all my friends.
Don't worry this won't be the end.

Maybe later I will be back.
With a better nit knack.

I never believed in writers block.
But I've been accused of hanging out with this flock.

Now I know writers block is true.
I will miss every single one of you.

Later I will explain things  in my blog.
How the soup is an addicting hog.

Who knows how long it will take p.d. to post again.
I will always come back and read all my favorite poet friends.

To all my commenter's or he & she that placed me as a favorite poet.
WOW! To all my comments and you know it.

Even the poets I never got the chance to know.
Thank you all for making my poetry grow.

Right now it's time to say bye!
Every now and than I will say Hi!

Everyone sooner or later has to rock & roll.
This is my cue to go!

Always BY; P.D.

Premium Member Hello, Good-Bye, So Long On Cd

You say you like to ride in my pick-up truck,
to sing karaoke, and drink some beers,
but how can you say country music sucks,
when your rappin' nearly burns my ears,

Well, you can think and say, but by the way,
I'm also gonna speak my mind,
'cause country music is what I'll sing 'n' play,
if you don't like it, kiss my behind,

And you don't have to stand in line,
to kiss where the sun don't shine,
good country music, to me, sounds fine,
but your yappin' rappin' just ain't my kind,

Yea, I'm a country boy, deep to the core,
if you can't tell by now, you're blind,
and like I've said many times before
that crap in rappin' just ain't my kind,

I know you don't like my snake skin boots,
though my cowboy hat you say is fine,
but cowboy boots are part of my country roots,
since way back, a long long time,

Yea, you don't have to stand in line,
to kiss where the sun don't shine,
good country music, to me, sounds fine,
but your yappin' rappin' just ain't my kind,

Yea, you don't have to stand in line,
to kiss where the sun won't shine,
and if my boots don't turn you on,
then I reckon you'd best get gone,
So hello, good-bye, so long,

But, before you go, If you don't mind,
leave a kiss where the sun don't shine,
since country music doesn't turn you on,
and my snake skin boots don't turn you on,
Yea, I reckon, you'd best get gone.
So hello, Good-bye, So Long.


Premium Member Good-Bye Daddy

Daddy, much too soon you left,
Leaving your family so bereft.
I know you didn't want to go.
Oh, Daddy how I miss you so!

Your voice no longer will I hear,
And that alone brings many a tear.
Your loving hugs I'll also miss,
I won't forget your gentle kiss.

A man of principle and pride 
You remained until you died.
A life lived with integrity
Will be your lasting legacy.

Rest in peace my dearest Dad.
I'm thankful for the time we had.
Your earthly journey now is through,
But I will never stop loving you.

7/4/13
Dedicated to my dad, Earl Horger, Jr
who passed away 6/27/2013

Premium Member Bye Bye Fly

Today I saw a pesky fly
He buzzed around all day …
Until he landed on my lunch
So I zapped him with fly spray!


Now you’re really in the sky
Rest in peace little fly

Jan Allison
9th November 2014

P.D. Bye

There’s a peach of a girl named P.D.
Who is a friend of both you and me
She’s gone away
I already miss her today
Her kind words and Queen Slam poetry



*If you find another sad limerick let me know*

Hard To Say Good-Bye

I remember your smile and that twinkle in your eye.
How I miss those talks at the table by your side.
The blessings you had were very many it’s true.
A husband by your side with four children too.
Wife, Mother, and Nanny were the names you took.
Sometimes you liked to sit and read a book.
Above all you were loved and they stood by your side.
Even on that darkest night when we all cried.
We know the love you have for someone never dies.
But sometimes when we think of you we still cry.
Because sometimes it’s hard to say Good-bye.

JSergi


Bye Gadaffi

Gadaffi!  That hole in your temple 
will put a full stop to your trample 
of the poor Libyans.  
So, now the Syrians 
say, "Assad, step aside; that's a sample."
© John Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Hug the Memory and Say Good Bye

People always forget every good thing you do…
Even after you go out of your way to help them..
With everything you have and everything you got…
Without thinking twice.. They will let you down…
We always meet someone for a reason…for the best or for the worst..
If they want use you... for their own selfish reasons..
Forgive them and forget them… Don’t hate them…
Don’t waste your time on them.. Just let that feeling go away..
If they want to test you…let them do it in their own way ….
But Pass the test in your own time... In your own way..
If they want to teach you… Learn the lesson well..
You get the chance to learn a new things again..
We are all humans.. We all have our mistakes…
No one is perfect.. No one is correct…no one is a saint…
If someone is not treating you right... let that feeling be away ..
If someone is not keeping their promises they made 
Just remember promises are just are human words until is proven in anyway..
So start a fresh.. Hug the memory and say good bye ..
Wish them  all the best  in life  with all your heart in anything come what may..
Then move on.. Just walk forward but please don’t look back...
It might hurt you.. it might stab you many times in the heart for everyday..
Tears will drop down countless times…
 will feel like you are dying every moment passing by…
But you are going to be airtight…you are going to move again..
You can’t ever change what is done.. 
But you can always change what is to happen..
So with all the lessons.. Experience tears and sadness..
With all the mix of it ...Life will go on..it will always lead on..
So Trust me when I say…In time… everything is going to be alight...
and will make you stong to face it next time..!!



Dilu Wijegunasekara
10th of August 2019

A Demoralizing Good-Bye

To poetry she said good-bye
Now I live with a Broken Heart
Her words could make me laugh or cry
Or tear my inner soul apart

In a devastating Free Verse
To poetry she said good-bye
My inkless quill rides in a hearse
As an uninspired quill must die

Skat's words: an image to the eye
Emotions, feelings, come to life
To poetry she said goodbye
A requiem; bagpipes and fife

Read the words from her loving heart
Believing there's no reason why
An Angel of Poetic Art  
To poetry she said good-bye  


Dedicated to     Skat A     Respectfully submitted...Flipper

Premium Member Bye -Bye Becca Good-Bye

Bye -Bye Becca good- bye, but why, it’s not clear?
How can we dance if you leave my sweet dear?
You’re a big girl; your life, your choice, your year
Come with me and enjoy the dance and cheer

How can we dance if you leave my sweet dear?
Time to let loose, take your first batch of beer
Come with me and enjoy the dance and cheer
Would there be a chance, will you consider?

Time to let loose, take your first batch of beer
Ignore childish gibberish their insignificance
Would there be a chance, will you consider?
Just keep in mind you make a difference

Ignore childish gibberish their insignificance
From time to time risk is necessary
Just keep in mind you make a difference
Respect you deserve in your sanctuary

From time to time risk is necessary
You’re a big girl; your life, your choice, your year
Respect you deserve in your sanctuary
Bye -Bye Becca good- bye, but why, it’s not clear?



It is so frustrating having everyone always telling you what you could or couldn’t do

10/3/2016

unmetered Pantoum
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

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