Farewell Goodbye Poems

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...

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(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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

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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...

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departure
 
i touched her face
then kissed her lips
and stroked her tears
as i turned away
 
her hair was long
i brushed it aside
and we kissed again
as never...

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Your needs unmet and, too, mine equally
fulfilled,—I s’pose it’s best to leave this where
it stands.—what other course could feel as fair?
But deep disturbances in mon...

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Death, death, Oh! Old Death
Old death makes everybody dry and sad
Death even makes kings who are grumpy and mad
Absolutely powerless, helpless and useless
Death makes us...

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2025.4.14.

I have started writing diary since May last year.
Eventually, my diary's style, transformed to poem like.
After five months of losing friendship with BB,
By the end...

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Oh poetry,
why do you not feel me.
I was once your poetic percolate,
the assonance to your consonance, 
spilling in silver ink,
upon Earth's raw fibres, 
but in...

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Far away across the ocean
a wave 
perhaps unique
moved across the swell.
The wind of progress stirred a surge
propelled momentum
unrolling our human story.
As the finite ocean is...

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The passing of an age.
We turn the final page and close the book.
We’ve cleared the stage and turn for just another look.

The dream has disappeared.
It’s...

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