Gone Poems

Bee Gone

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Gone

She was the brightest ray of sunshine
That warmed a chilly day
A gentle cool breeze
That could blow those blues away

What happened to that sweet girl
That turned her heart black
Hatred in her soul
She walked away and never looked back!

Song of The Mafiosa President Gone Wild

(* WARNING * adult content and Humor and for the Christians: Consult your Strong's concordance for the word: "MAMMON" )
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Call Me WHAT?!*°
not to alarm- "Injun" . . . "Nigga" . . . "Spic"
mumbles no harm

Just get your £µckin' money off my neck!

Skinny dis'n' bi|ch'nz¹
be' spittin' un'a moon
hidin' from bull-whip'nz
now "Lawz" bull-shiz'n too

Butt: Je zuz .

You're gone

I wait upon the threshold, bare,
A hollow silence chills the air,
I call your name, but none reply,
Only my echoes, and they die.
Yet I linger, lost, sorrow on,
Yearning for a voice, long gone.
Hearing phantom calls everywhere,
You’re not there.

I remember when I held you near,
Your presence lingers, ghostly, clear,
I reach into the empty sphere,
As if you will

Gone Again

Into the sunset, I sailed away
On a pink bottomed cloud, at the end of the day.
Traveling light, my load left behind
In search of tomorrow, as I slowly unwind.

From pink, to red and then to black
How quick the mind can travel back
My cloud had sailed clean out of sight
And there I sat, alone at night.

The moon

Sad Man's Desire

I stepped on someone's gum
Now I'm part of a nation
I slipped on a paving slab
Now I'm part of another nation
Not that it’s up to my liking 
To change nations every day
But I can't argue if there are
So many nations that I don't have time to learn
Which one I'm a part of
At every moment of the

Where Have All the Birds Gone

Some say the summer sun,
drove them to the jagged peaks,
where they pressed their feet in snow,
and froze, defeated, swallowed by silence.

Empty skies above,
Hollow fields below—
Who will recall their vanished songs?
Who will cradle their echoes?

Others recall their beaks filled,
with plastics from tainted fields,
like cacti bristling through sand
choking the voices that once soured.

Some saw a trembling mirage.
A

The cells of a woman long gone

Consent.
Break it and your punished
Usually,
That's how the story goes
That's the way it's supposed to go

The hippocratic oath.
Ethics. Principles. Confidentiality.
A promise. A vow. A pledge
Beyond race
Beyond gender 
Beyond sexuality
An oath against inequality 
That's how it is to be taken 
That how its supposed to be took 

But what if?
What if those blinded by power decide to

is it 4 ever gone?

When I see u i feel something right inside of my heart,
I try to act different like I don't  care,but I really hate being apart,
I know I've changed and you have too but is it for the good,
Cuz one thing that will never change i loveu dont even know if it could,
All I'm saying

THOSE DAYS ARE GONE

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[Verse 1]
I thought I was fine
You weren’t really on my mind
That was until
You were gone

I got to town
I really liked the way you hung around
Turned my frown upside down
Then you were gone
I’m all alone

[Chorus]
Was it something I said
I’m sorry if I was wrong
But I don’t know
Why did you up and go
Was it that song
Could it

ALREADY GONE

We did not notice at first—
the small rebellions of memory:
a forgotten kettle on the stove,
the absurd claim that Tuesday had vanished,
names reshuffled as if in a deck too often played.

The mind does not fall—it recedes,
a shoreline eroded not by storms
but by silent, persistent tides.
Each day an abrasive grain,
each night a hush over once-luminous thought.

She remained

Gone or A Narcissists wife

Kicked in for crying,
Now there's a hole.
Put up a curtain,
To cover my soul.
Why can't I leave here ? 
My love is all gone,
I never imagined 
I would let this go on. 
20 years been chipping
At my hearts home, 
I barely noticed
Until I was gone. 
Where did I go ?
Where is the Me?
Open the cracks,
For everyone

No goodbye's and gone

Your divorcing words rip at me.

Like a callous young boy
who tears the wings off
of a butterfly,
then throw
Its butchered body
into the air
and yells "fly".

Although I still my my limbs
my days and nights 
are no longer beautiful.

Their memory not gone

True our loved ones have 
upped and gone before us

The memories we hold onto
are the company we keep

Their voices in our head
repeat the words we treasure

We are never truly alone
along this journey we call life

After I'm Gone

Fading from this earth I am
A mere shadow in the sky.
As my image disappears
Through the white clouds flying high.
Do not weep because you see
In your heart with you I stay,
Locked within your memory.

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