Best Hasta La Vista Poems
Sail ~ Sail away
Blue Sky and Ocean
On a Bright and Sunny day
Sail ~ Out to sea
Big ship's coming
Time to leave
Goodbye ~have to go
To see ahead ~
What future holds
Please ~ don't be sad
Soon come a Whats-app~
"Pack your bags"
We're gonna be together ~ Despite stormy weather
Sometimes seas rough ~ that's when tough gets tough
Everything will work out fine ~ give it some healing time
There'll be a new tomorrow ~ joy comes after sorrow
Round and round ~ the world spins 'round
In a galaxy of stars ~ there's hope~ no doubt
"Hasta la vista baby" I'm on my way
Waves are ~rockin 'n' rollin ~ Big Ship sails....
Sail ~ Sail away
Blue Sky and Ocean
On a Bright and Sunny day......
I’m Breaking Up With You, P.D.
I’m breaking up with you, P.D.
This is the very last poem you’ll ever get from me!
So understand me, Poetry Diva, we’re seriously through!
My husband will certainly leave me if I don’t leave you.
Let me explain it like this, my lovely, lethal girlfriend,
I’m so addicted to PoetrySoup, my marriage will soon end.
I know for sure that you don’t care and you won’t cry,
‘Cause on to a better poetry lover you’ll quickly fly.
Well, Deadly Destroyer, I'll see you around - - -someday maybe -
But right now I’m breaking up with you, P.D., so this is “Hasta la Vista, Baby!”
06-11-2014
Contest: Any Poem #6 (03-13-2016)
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placement: 4th
Contest: I’m Breaking Up With You (06-19-2014)
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placement: 1st
Goodbye
Such a lonely, sad word
Sometime there is no recovery
No recourse
Just the inevitable
We say it so casually
Then turn away
Expecting the other to be
But eventually, they are simply gone
Final as the death of beginnings
Aspirations killed before realization
Unfriendly glares to smiling hellos
Damned before they start
I find little good in its sentiment
It is the termination of
What was; of what is;
What could be..if only
For there are better ways to part
Expressing good wishes--Love
Expectations of joys to come
Lingering with a heart smile
Hasta la vista--Until I see you
Auf wiedersehen-Until we meet
Arrivederci-See you soon
Farvel-Farewell
There are so many other options
So many ways to leave.
Finality arrives on its own.
Such a lonely, sad word--
Goodbye
(So many other languages have beautiful sentiments behind their parting phrases, why do we use one that is so final?)
p o k a
bye, yay, dag, ayo,
until, vale, slan, ciao,
ahoj, baai, later, ta ta,
aloha, soon, chau, adieu,
jaa ne, adios, antio, joigin,
viszlát, peace, daag, TTFN,
cheers, velom, addio, peace,
as-salaamu 'alaykum, näkemiin,
ja ne, tootle-loo, vaya con dios, shalom,
goodbye, nabadeey, dos svidaniya, hooroo,
namaste, donadagohvim, auf Widersehen,
sayonara, hwyl fawr, catch you later, tootles,
hasta la vista, happy trails, vida parayunnu,
take it easy, bhaalo thaakben, elalleqa,
Allah hafiz, khodaa haafez, tschüss,
au revoir, see you, take care,
so long, farewell, zai jian,
till then, I’m outta here,
God’s speed, al weda,
bidaa, see you soon,
tot ziens, bye-bye
The hot savannah in late September
Too far back to quite remember
Born in plains surrounded by the sands
An oasis of the treeless woodlands
To be uniquely chic I always tried
Yet it never showed on my solid hide
One day hiding from cheetahs in tall grass
With my stubborn cousin, (he’s an ass)
I noticed our complete lack of camouflage
And sparked an idea fleeing their barrage
We zig-zagged an escape from jaws and paws
And set to work on my mono-color flaws
Happily braying proud a-ha’s from my pipes
I trotted around showing off new painted stripes
Blending in reeds better than a horse
Looking suave and stylish too, of course
Jealous mammals barely keep control
When I strut my stuff at the watering hole
Drooling and licking lips in envy
Carnivores can’t keep their eyes off me
So to boring old coats, hasta la vista
Now I’m a savvy equine fashionista
Savannah’s newly striped and charming Libra
Hey lion’s and hyena’s, you can call me Zebra
*Wink*
*Sassy mane toss*
…..*RUUUN!
nice talking to you
but, I have to go right now
Hasta la vista
Alien Invasion
In Miami the invasion must be complete
Where did they come from and are they green?
Signs are everywhere
In shop windows signs read
“We speak English also”
How did they learn so quick?
How did they adapt so fast?
I understand they come from Cuba
A planet I’m not familiar with
One of them approached me today with
“Hasta la vista baby”
I guess that means the invasion is complete
All I could say was, “Take me to your leader”
And accepted my defeat
KUBO
The “kubo” now complete and done
With all the spirits and blessings
Adorned and commends
All sights of beauty existing
No faults of structure than woodborer
Can ever be commented to dissuade
One night or two or month long
Of couplings and bliss
Under the moonlight moaning
Pure gold of love shared
Oh, I know and we know we care
So much perfect for honeymooners
That no one would dare
Put a footprint like “hasta la vista”
Terms:
Kubo- Filipino term for a hut, a small dwelling made up of local materials, generally constructed in the suburbs.
“Hasta la vista” Spanish term for see you later.
Ding dong
Mom, there's a big kid
in a Terminator costume at the door
He asked does Sarah Connor live here
I played along with the joke, and said: Yeah, sure
I told him I like his costume,
and I really liked his gun
He said, "Hasta la vista, baby
But I'll be back, John"
You must have really scared him, mom
Coming out of the kitchen with a butcher knife,
looking like the Bride of Frankenstein
You really ought to stop it, mom
Because the kids on Halloween,
won't come trick-or-treating here next time
She told him that she was pregnant with his baby.
"Say What? " he said, "You kidding me?"
Her silence reenforced that she was speaking truthfully.
His last words to her were, "Hasta La Vista Baby,"
and alas, another dad is born a deadbeat.
You say you're open to negotiation
But you're truly guilty by association
Keep on picking the altruistic pocket
Startling victims like a pin in a socket
A level playing field is what we must play
We toil to gain notice, in our working display
Endeavours and efforts are all that we aim
Credence and rewards, in respectable claim
"Unsportsmanlike conduct," calls the referee!
But still you don't listen; no surprise to me
Cronyism hits hard when bad hands are dealt
Have you considered the pain your victims felt?
What do we see when we face the screen
Do we see angels and demons in their daily scene
Or premeditated dealings, a marked disrespect
Behind curtains closed an internal elect
The games you've been playing have gotten my goat
So, pardon me if my comments seem remote
I'll forge on without you, not linger for abuse
Your "hospitable nature" has just been a ruse
The damage is done, the table's been laid
Have we opened the door on this masquerade
Not for today, but for tomorrow as well
For we will have to see, as time will tell
Your true friends you count on only one hand
The same hand you used to plot a scheme so grand
Some folks might tell you to, "Kiss my Keester"
But I'll just leave you with, "Hasta la Vista"
You’re too selfish you think I’m talking about you!
Hoping the next girl I meet is much richer
So she don’t have the mentality her p**** is as good as cash
Call me genuine
It has to be more than that that you’re offering me
But definitely it is a weakness and you use it to exploit me
Make it drip and here comes the money tree
But only if it includes all of the Victoria Secret models in my bedroom
Yes, every single one if not - Hasta La Vista!
I’m stingy
But I can take care of me
I don’t believe in dipping in my federal reserve
And blowing it at a strip club and for what
Just to leave and go back into reality
Pain as a hobby
I’m outside in the big van asking for blood
But I will reserve you a plane ticket to get the f*** outta here
An artist unsigned and unheard of
But all of that has changed now
I started my own companies
Named it after my daughter and my future son King so
The whole family is making a killing
I can’t wait to see her pick up the mic
And pick up the pad and write
Hell, she can be an astronaut if she likes because her
Dad is in her life
I am robbing Peter and Paul
To make sure she has everything she needs
To be successful
If you get too close to the words I speak
You may see the yellow caution tape
I have you figured out outlined in chalk
Beware, I don’t offer hazard pay.
Kind of the way Yulli and I collaborate
It’s an incinerator
Your eyes ripping through the words
And causing a fire storm
Now you’re like superman can’t control
The heat rays
Don’t burn up yet
That’s the same thing that happened to Freddie Krueger
Once the flames engulf you
We coming for you in your dreams
Don’t go to sleep
Pain as a hobby
I mean what I say
Anon! The shadow chilled, mimikri and frosted with domineering dogma.
Thou wast trying escape and melt with thy magna carta.
The shadow was asking thee about crossroad and miniatur epic.
Who always doth fighting versus tyrannical peasant of lingua sacra?
Nay! The shadow given the souls and was sparkling in purgatory, but the light is so poor.
Accepted the unfathomable ferocity,
yearning all the while as patriacal era?
Aberrant behavior is chalked forth to tradition by robbed some of its faith, aroint thee!
Canonized the triumphant for dram of science or saint paramilitia?
Neither of these seems as blurring and ambigu answer.
Why should not members of the holy
suffering paranoia?
The shadow already blended patriach rebels, prithee!
His eyes twinkled criptically as luminated magenta and elegia.
The shadow built antedates canonization and say, "God-den Padre, gramercy!"
He goes through on his hurlyburly journey and ever reflected pareidolia.
Five beldams ate many doits, flying in the dunnest sky.
The shadow was striking tabor, unyoke, hasta la vista!
Deep inside of me
Lurks a fat and lazy presence
Like Darth Vader without his helmet
Cornerstone in my inner residence
We have always walked together
I'm only recently becoming aware
Of this life-draining saboteur
Whose influence has always been there
They're all out to get us, David
And nobody really cares
The devil, and the government
And none of this is fair
By the way, where are we going?
I'm hot, and I need a drink
I sure hope we get there soon
Because I need something to eat
I love you so much, David
I depend on you so much
The world is such a scary place
And everyone is attacking us
What does ACME mean?
Hey!!, why are you tying me up?
This is what the terrorists do
So you had better stop
(me)
The terrorists huh? blah, blah, blah
Remember seeing, What About Bob?
I'm going to launch your sorry ass
You stupid disgusting slob
Then I light the fuse
I look into his pathetic eyes
Hasta la vista, you piece of filth
And shoot his worthless ass into the sky
His face in utter terror
Feeling the awesome lift
I yell, It's just like you thought, huh?
You fat disgusting shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Prankster impulsive and brazenly,
put his foot out tripping too hastily,
Arnie in pursuit,
fool messing his suit,
last words heard; "hasta la vista baby!"