Farewell Goodbye Poems

–A Tribute to Michael Jackson

They said you danced like thunder cracked—
But your rhythm was more than blood and bone.
You moved through dimensions unseen,
Where silence whispered...

Read More

  Farewell! Farewell!
It’s time for my closing verse.
  How long the years
that bless and unkindly curse,
  till in a black wagon
 ...

Read More

I'll never forget

Vs 1
Your things are gone, You've moved away...
I only have myself to blame...
I call your number, but it's changed...
I can't get over, all...

Read More

The last stop 
Of any Journey
Is the first stop
Into the Unknown
...

Read More

When we say goodbye,
Time will not stand still.
Life moves on as it always has,
Forsaking my own will.

Don’t try to feel sad—
I’ll know it’s all a...

Read More

"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire".


After many cold winters, they met again, 
Under the poplar tree on a starry moonlit night.
Though they...

Read More

Saying Goodbye to a Web of Deception**

When did it become so effortless for him to weave his lies? Was it after their first anniversary, when...

Read More

I saw him in the corridor —
my mind stopped for a moment,
all my emotions rushing back,
stunned, yet I kept walking.

Once I was away,
I crossed a...

Read More

(Verse 1)
I remember the chill in the air,
When you said goodbye, like you didn’t care.
Your words cut deep, left me bare,
But I stayed silent, pretending...

Read More

Coal-brown smoke smudged lightly
with hesitant fingers
into the wet grey sky at the edges,
a yellowing of dried grass
scattered with copper berries
fallen from their vines,
a leaf spinning...

Read More

So many friends came to say goodbye
Remember the good times, not going to cry
You were such a part of everyone you knew
A special someone for...

Read More

George Wendt was an actor and he starred in "Cheers".
He loved to sit on that stool and drink plenty of beer.
He starred in many shows...

Read More

I’m awaiting in the port of my life for a sign 
From the world of those who have departed
For I trust, my beloved, in angels
And...

Read More

     Go. Go, already. The father told his son
         He bit his lip,...

Read More

a chill ...

not on skin - to marrow
if but for the frigid air
a horrid pattern would trace my cheek
though not nearly as horrid
as the one...

Read More