Best Good Riddance Poems
I welcomed you twenty twenty, a brand spanking new year
But all you brought with you was death, misery and fear
So I'll be glad to see the back of you and cant wait 'till you're gone
And I hope for better times in the year twenty twenty one.
You've left behind some' bad stuff' like covid nineteen
But hopefully it'll be defeated when they roll out the vaccine
Wearing masks and not seeing family, well that's been quite hard
But while you still lurk about, I won't drop my guard.
World leaders were floundering, not quick enough to act
Putting their economies before people and that is a fact
If only they'd looked at history, like the great Spanish flu
They'd have been a lot wiser and would've known what to do.
The news reported acts of kindness in every country
Like front line health workers who risked their lives for humanity
Sadly many of those brave heroes died needlessly
Because governments were too slow to provide proper P. P. E.
Viruses are nothing new and they'll come back again
We must stop destroying mother earth for financial gain
Upsetting natures balance causes these viruses to thrive
Mankind really needs to take notice if he wants to survive.
Cramming animals into cages is a pitiful sight
But mother nature is watching and is preparing to fight
Razing forests and dumping rubbish and polluting the sea
Is a recipe for disaster that'll bring untold misery.
So good riddance or go do one, many people will say
I'd remove all records of you if I had my way
People will always remember you for bringing misery and tears
And there will be much joy and relief as twenty twenty one nears.
When the clock strikes midnight, so happy I'll be
As twenty twenty sinks into the dark annals of history
But stay awake mankind and listen to the experts that know
I don't want to be the one saying "well I told you so".
Written 27th December 2020
2020 to 2021 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mohan Chutani
With no toilet seats carelessly left propped up
Oh, now I can be such a comfortable pup
Please take your Playboys straight out that open door
Then shut it quickly; I can take no more!
Be gone with you, take all your shoes
Your hairspray, make-up and your girly blues
Three weeks of the month you loved me fair
For the other week, I lived in fear
MY shoes? Why you foul beast! Your odor eaters
Didn't work! Your smelly boots rest in sewers
Where they belong with that greasy hair goo
That left ugly stains on pink pillows once new
Your pants were too tight, I couldn't get them off
I can now wear my own; no longer you'll scoff
And as for your cooking my health has improved
Your name on the rent book, phew! finally removed
The credit card tab from your pub is gone now, too
That hussy barmaid can deliver it to you
And your shavings that clogged up my bathroom sink
Will be mailed to your mistress fast as you can blink
At least she knew how to look after a man
In bed with you was like a flash in the pan
At least barmaid Betty purred when this Highlander taunted
She was sensuous, delectable and she knew what she wanted
I'll remember you most when viewing pond scum
You sure were a loathsome son of a gun
I'm leaving this pit, too, so what the heck?
I'll send a new address for the alimony check
You'll get your money like you earned it before
Dancing naked on the pole in the floor
I took you in, clothed, cared and fed
But it wasn't me that was in your bed
What good would it do to have everything
And you have nothing
You can never claim anything as your own
Because anything is owned by God
Your friends, your possessions, the people that you love
You don't have nothing
God determines it like that
When you don't have nothing
That is when you have everything
Am I talking in jumbles?
Why does God want it like that?
Why does He want you to jump a lot of hoops
Only to the end to leave everything
He is nuts!
That is all I can say
Kidding aside God
Forgive me but there is no logical reason
for what You say
for what You do
And I don't want to think of it
As You are going to do something else anyway
No one can figure it out, You out
And I gave up trying
I like things the way they are
You say - NOT
Okay I don't like the ways things are
You say.....what?
(My ears perked up listening to You)
He knows when I don't mean it
There is no way getting around You
I gave up
You got it God
Whatever You want
Whatever You say
I don't careeeeeeeeeeeeee
Lol
I do care
That is the problem! Lol
Nobody is going to shed any tears for you.
This has been the last time and we are through.
I have tolerated your egregiousness for too long.
It is easy to see all along, you were wrong.
It seems since you have decided to roam,
I can at last attain a peaceable home.
The walls show the marks of your irascibility.
Impetuous actions have damaged indelibly.
How could you attempt to keep me on a shelf,
when you could not even control yourself?
It seemed like your abuse was going to last.
Thank God all your actions are now in the past.
My attempts to conciliate were to no avail.
I do not care if you rot in hell, or in jail.
So much talk of love is hocus-pocus,
mumbo jumbo gibberish with relish.
You miss it when love's lost,
but getting rid of it, when it goes off, is worse.
You can't take it out into the woods and run away.
You can't just switch it off without a raging fight or a good-bye shrug.
You have to go through all the tragic stuff played out drearily:
"I'm sorry to say I've had enough"
"I simply don't love you anymore, we've grown apart"
"I've met someone else, much better for me than you ever were"
"I'm tired and frankly sick of you"
Such stuff is far more than losing love, it is messy active rebellion and rejection.
Out of love is sad, when you were so much in love.
But you can find love again if you haven't already done so.
And you can be in love, more than once, at the same time,
so losing a love or two can be a good thing.
A love lost can be good riddance.
The most prolific animal in our Kingdom is the Red Herring.
You don't need to be a "Sherlock Holmes" to figure that out
A Red Herring is a deliberate attempt to divert attention..................."look over there"
Please help control the Red Herring population today.....You can do your part
by opening up your eyes, and exposing the lies.
"It is error only, and not truth, that shrinks from inquiry."
[Thomas Paine ]
Serenity appears for all to behold
mountainous lake unfelt by cold
your body sinks in waters deep
time and misery to now unfold
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Sponsor: John Freeman
Contest: Rubaiyat Form
in hind sight
now when i sit down and
go over the
past in my mind
i have come to realize
that i never truly
loved you
i have also discovered
that i was never happy
with you ever because you
had this way of
making me fell bad about
myself from the very start
i am glad you decided to leave
good riddance to bad rubbish
Good riddance 2022!
I’m glad to see you go,
But maybe from your negatives
Some joy will start to flow.
A brand new year begins with hope;
The slate is fresh and clean,
So happiness may yet become
A part of our routine.
No illnesses, no canceled flights,
No hatred, anger, death –
Just sweetness and a sense of peace
Imbuing every breath.
Though optimism isn’t
Something natural for me,
Perhaps life will be much improved
In 2023.
Oh, what a year this past year has been'
I hope we don't see one like it again.
First a tsunami in the Far East;
Thousands killed-to say the least.
Mudslides and earthquakes in diverse places,
We found out how fragile the human race is.
Next came the hurricane season,
When our own southland was battered beyond reason.
More hurricanes than ever recorded this year,
Filling multitudes with terror and fear'
Katrina and Rita destroyed the most.
Why, there's still much destruction along the Gulf coast.
American refugees dispersed 'cross this great land.
Adequate relief help had not been planned.
But our people responded and the help finally arrived,
'Though many were rescued more dead than alive.
Lost cities, businesses, families and homes,
The impact will be felt for years to come.
Flooding even occurred in our tiny state-
Roads and bridges destroyed, and fields became lakes.
This whole earth is crying out for redemption,
But multitudes still are not paying attention.
Yet none of this caught God unaware,
Even though many folks thinks He doesn't care.
Now a new year looms before us,
And God's still on our side- yes, He is for us'
Someday soon we'll hear a trumpet blast,
And we'll be free of trouble at last.
In God's perfect timing, all will be fixed.
Perhaps this will happen in two-thousand-and six'
Happy New Year"
Arthur Ball(H.S.L.P.)
January 1. 2006
One New Year’s Eve, a frigid night,
We visited a friend
For a festive celebration
We were happy to attend.
On leaving, though, we found our car,
Its windshield quite a mess.
An egg was smashed across the glass;
It froze, as you might guess.
It took us ages just to scrape
Enough away to drive,
Our freezing toes and fingers
Taking hours to revive.
Some other New Year’s eves evoke
Strong images, as well,
Of parties, dinners, shows and friends,
All safe where mem’ries dwell.
Alas, tonight, there won’t be much
To conjure up, I fear,
Except we bade good riddance
To a really awful year.
Good riddance 2013, you've been a really bad year.
You've brought me nothing but pain, misery and tears.
Because of you, my life has been destroyed.
You would've been a great year to avoid.
Mom died in March and Dad died in July.
You've been the worst year of my life, that's something I won't deny.
I have something to say that is certainly true.
2014 will surely be a better year than you.
I'm glad that you're about to become a thing of the past.
Goodbye and good riddance 2013, you can kiss my ass.
Joseph Robinette Biden
now commander in chief yay
manning ship of state
tossing anchors aweigh
heavily pierced tattooed
donning sheepish pirate(s)
at heady roiling waterway
fending off trolling rapscallion
much more thrilling
than watching cabaret
January twenty first two thousand
twenty one marks his first full day
wherein Oval Office finally
flushed, ousted, and zapped,
whose paternal ancestry
begat genealogical linkedin émigré
name unknown, nevertheless
one Johann Trump born within
Bobenheim am Berg, a village
in Palatinate, Germany circa 1789
moved to nearby village of Kallstadt
where his grandson, Friedrich Trump,
the grandfather of Donald Trump,
born in 1869 gamboled
upon grassy fairway
whereby grandson notorious
to grandstand and gainsay,
but especially renowned
windblown coiffure
kept intact courtesy "fake" hairspray
said product he did fulminate
against and inveigh,
cuz he envied (as does yours truly)
the trademark thatch sported by J.F.K.
At long last, a stalwart adept candidate
unwittingly saddled
with onerous figurative freight
COVID-19, homelessness, joblessness
sober statistics impossible mission to inflate,
whose physique slender and lightweight
boot pulleys and levers of power
he quite savvily can operate
personable and suave demeanor doth resonate
allowing, enabling, and providing
law and order to materialize,
and accomplishments downplayed
(unlike previous commander in chief)
whose braggadocio would never underrate.
Concern still prevails
regarding that woman user
egging fascistic paramilitary
white supremacist ilk
twittering as a digital schmoozer
hell bent on sowing anarchy,
cuz other Democratic contestant
did not defeat
soured at prospect their man beat
(him - who shall not be named again
ranks as a sore loser)
nevertheless, an oafish shill bruiser.
If prognostications allowed me,
at bedtime, when a supine American,
one garden variety and generic
sleepy Joe among madding crowd
will experience glee
at prospective buoyancy, decency,
fraternity, harmony, jollity, levity,
nobility, prosperity, serenity, tranquility...
wishing no ill will toward
former forty sixth president.
Goodbye prince of dark
God within is a living spark:
Now I'm going to have some fun
And it's only just begun!
Commencement writing this poem
began December 24th: 08:04:03 PM
ended December 24th: 09:23:17 PM.
Soon Auld Lang Syne
sung bidding goodbye
adieu two thousand nineteen
uttered from every gal and guy
transfixing living mortals
with good cheer well nigh,
while awesome pyrotechnics
light up night sky.
All across world wide web
hope springs eternal
rocking and rolling creatures
woke out their hibernal
phase, where new year
rings optimism jockeys
to thwart diabolical, infernal
offal, venal... bare beer bellies
race with full bladders
elbowing way to nearest urinal.
Infinitesimal metaphorical eye blink
yet,... utopian wishes
transcending personal resolutions,
while champagne glasses clink
booze legitimated, liberated
to quaff another drink
who knows mankind, and
all species may become extinct
climate change if anthropomorphized...,
a party spoiler rat fink
aye bet same phenomena,
that also caused human missing link
wild hypothesis, I admit
yours truly did misthink
merely speculating as
fingers spuriously plink
MacBook keyboard
upon completion, I will uplink
rhyme without reason,
than succumb to zeeland,
where dreams conjured courtesy
rapid eye movement lidded wink.
Though veritable stranger
to thee dear reader,
I read dull admit,
nonetheless hope ya summon true grit
threading thru maze of life adhering
to credos, dogma, ethics... mostly legit
yet take to the activist streets
if necessary and ABSOLUTELY vote
if prior to election day,
ye complete eighteenth orbit
cuz, commander in chief,
he will not concede nor quit
power monger loathe
to relinquish presidency
grounding country into
Grade A s*¡t
(use your imagination, and
sure call this mister a twit.
All joking aside,
yours truly wishes ye well
write and share, cuz
no doubt you got lots to tell
plus the writing process
cathartic, fantastic, therapeutic
to express concerns, emotions,
far out predictions... eke quell
or greater than mine,
an ordinary garden variety fell
ho...ho...ho... within Schwenksville I dwell.