Farewell
I promise you will never meet me same again
Cos no stranger can hold my light to captivity any more
When a good girl turns bad she is gone for life they say
Farewell
I tried my best to get you back to track
I never left you in your hard moment
I cared I loved I give all my best
All I wanted was the best for you
I needed to see you make your dreams a reality
So I never cut off my hands of support towards your ambition
Your true desire was also part of my joy
I never wish to be left alone in the cold
I Just wanted to be with you all the way
But sorry now all I could say about our love story is
Farewell
It's a circle of confusion; it's the path long and dark.
It's trying to complete the puzzle that's missing the biggest part.
It's the flower without petals, wondrous yet left behind.
It's a world of imagination that comes from nobody's mind.
It's a lie that made me feel better, though I know it'll never be true.
I guess you could say this also the way I feel about loving you.
I'm often in a world of confusion, walking that path all alone,
and I know without that single piece, that puzzle will never be done.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so is hate and scorn,
and those petals that once grew here are now but bitter thorns.
So, tell me another lie but say it honestly,
and whisper how you really feel about loving me.
The chair sits empty on the altar floor,
its arms long held memories lost from sight.
Once carrying prayers, uplifting souls,
a silent witness to life now waiting in muted space.
As too my heart and soul are emptied
of the fullness of the humility of the living Christ
An empty silence stands where mercy stood,
a throne calling out to be restored in grace.
Yet in this disquieted quiet the voices
of the dearly loved homeless and un-fed are heard
As the altar watches prayers of devotion rise,
in the emptiness prepared for God to realize.
And His world shall pour its holiness back in,
like dawn returning after the night air has grown thin.
Fullness shall lay on the cushion where absence now sits,
filling the hollow with dignity and strength .
As the sun rises across the valley of the nave
of this incensed filled smoky sadness
A golden rosy light flows through upon the marbled vault,
as a quiet promise of a renewing earth.
Morning air is poised to carry prayers still unsaid,
as promises rising from beyond the dead,
And hope is reborn in radiant glory
out of a now breathing silence into a new unfolding story.
A syllable count
holds no doubts
the green leaf,
will turn to red
and then to brown
and crispy
in just one hand
gets crushed
released
and its then
the beauty
of something
becomes
nothing.....
We never
appreciated
the it....
Something
more than we
saw as
shining
a path founded
and gently
holding hands
kindly
of your castle
left in the sands.
My inner child
I hate the trembling
of this conscious
of my young cheeks
I wish suffered
the least.
But I swallow this
of the harrowing
of no built of bliss
but
how I came to miss....
Days I didn't sleep
for most of the days
of built we are of clay
and knocked of hay
I know my ways,
the scars I caused
I am a garden hose,
a killing
of a baby
as I sleep
in my dreams.
I hate
the welcoming
to this
reality,
scars
are harrowing
and I do not believe
you too
are over this.
justice for someone,
I can't pretend
to be on the mend
of this conscious.
I hurt and I destroy
like a heat seeking
missile of no phony.
The mistakes are not mine,
it was the creation of I.
I woke up these demons
and I can't control them.
Excuses are blasphemy
I made on a whim.
How justice should fall
like a triggering
of games of dominoes.
I am happy to lose.
Least I could do....
I look in a mirror
and see the severing
and for once,
I see her suffering....
It's clear that you love me
But i don't understand why
After the things I have done
And all times I made you cry
I've let you down many times
And put those tears on your face
I hate myself for creating you pain
Along with all your disgrace
I cannot fathom how you felt
Each time your heart was broke
The pain and shame you hid
Behind depressions dark cloak
You stood up for me each time
Even knowing I was in the wrong
Your love must unconditional
And it's grace I do not belong
You deserve someone who's worthy
And who isn't the reason you to cry
This is difficult because I love you
But it time that we say goodbye
In my opinion, I think, I feel
Actually, In truth, To be honest
As for me, To my mind
I’d just like to suggest ~
that we eliminate
these pointless pests
"Death approaches but we have no regret, when God questions us, we will stand erect”
It is only illusion
and I have no proof
that when the time arrives,
I will surely get to see His brilliant smile !
It is but a dream
that one day soon
He will stand before me and ask me,
"What have you done with your life !"
I have tried to live a life
filled with useful days
helping those less fortunate than I,
being human at every good turn.
The gray hair on my temple is a definite sign
that it won't be long before I meet my King
with folded hands and eyes lifted high,
I dare to ask, "Is there a place for me, Lord?"
It is only a spark of hope
burning bright in the kettle of my heart
I am praying that when my hourglass has sifted
through and through
God will say to me, " Sure I have a place for you! "
Evergreen
There will be one last word
I will say it to you
There will be one last sunrise
We will watch it together
There will be one last road
We will walk it together
There will be one last meal
We will share it together
There will be one last drink
We will toast it together
There will be one last breath
I will take it with you by my side
A wealthy gal and I once fell in love
We two spent all summer on the verge of
Planning our future marriage
Just us and baby’s carriage
Come Fall, she gave me the old college shove
Charlie was a gift, lifting us to thoughts, making us think of all the stuff we want to know.
Charlie was light, making all of our thoughts feel his light, making us want to participate in his debate with life.
Charlie was a man of God, working day and night for all of God’s delight.
Charlie was a lover of family and worked to grow heaven’s army, shining light to all that would listen, he made a path for us to follow.
Charlie was called home, and I am sure God was standing at the door, waiting for the amazing Charlie to make heaven light up with joy.
Charlie we will miss you every day, we will work hard to spread all of your words.
Charlie your spirit for life, is spreading like the fire of God, just like the words God spoke to Moses from the burning bush.
Charlie we lift prayer for you and your family; we are all keeping you in our thoughts and hearts.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Arose from the bowels of Holocaust
Deceit serrated t'belt the buoyance of war hailed call
Hail thee to hall, to avenge thy brother
Impelled mysteries of destiny reigned the doom of insuperiority o'er wary world
The heathen hath halt the assault o'er imperious arms
Armed with salt and thy brother's head and heart
Strangers decree and massacre of superiority lesserly spake this tidal turn
And chant the overture of impartial time
Dearest friend, O fiend of brotherly arm
Spickle saline hath mock the imperious heart
Chaste t'torn t'merely marr this parting passage
Risen from the bowels to face the decaying mortal vantage
Farewell at last
I say goodbye
My time is growing short
We meet once more
The last, I’m sure
Beneath a painted sky
When finally the world is lifted
From these words we speak
The shame, the fear, the doubt will crumble
Worthless, to our feet
With language as a cover
Just a fake facade
A camouflage of kind to ponder
Under aimless stars
I journey on to vagrant times
I fill my troth again
With dreams of a sweet tomorrow
And a heart now free from sin
Francis J Grasso...written 2025.09.11
Charles Kirk, conservative political activist, author, and media personality was assassinated in Utah on Sept 10, 2025
A world of common sense is stifled
A loss for all of us, indeed
Whoever killed him used a rifle
In vicious, vile, heinous deed
We knew him all and his compassion
Someone who spoke the honest truth
Defending freedom with a passion
And gifting hope to our youth
He may be gone, yet seeds he planted
Shall germinate and bear fruit
Ascend to Pearly Gates was granted
So sad his voice is now on mute
It’s one of those turning points
That twists the country on its head
Time shall make sense at this checkpoint
What we have lost with Charlie’s dead
Whoever did this want us chained
And walking left instead of right
May not this loss be their gain
Farewell, C. Kirk, one noble knight
September 10, 2025
A gentleman I know
who’s held in high esteem
left this world two days ago
smiling softly in a dream
His tombstone bore the words below:
‘Ended life as he began
Never uttered an unkind word
about his fellow man’
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