Farewell Verse Poems

Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge,
Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended.
Here, the sacred message from a journey with...

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Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge,
Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended.
Here, the sacred message from a journey with...

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In the days that gradually thin, sprinkled with the last strands of sand,
Evening descends upon my old and warm soul,
Bony and stiff fingers, yearning for...

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Slowly You Fade Away
Before time erases your last shadow,
The eyes of the world have begun to blur your outline.
You dissolve slowly, before you get lost...

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Where fleecy clouds, on rosy-quilt meandered,
Motifs amethystine wowed tangerine horizon
Embroidering on magenta arc, designs crimson,
Beckoned by blushed-musings of marigold sun
Spraying amber gold, on burnt-yellow attire,
Scattering...

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Somethings are better
done to day – tomorrow
never comes

like mending fences
and pitching hay

meal on the table
and time to pray

grace in the morning
at the end of day

remind...

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Two Doves
Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away, lived two childhood sweethearts named Aiden and Adeline. Despite growing apart due to societal expectations...

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The heartache of farewell
Comes in layers and degrees of torment and suffering
Some good and Bad, some may say it is all good in the end
But...

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We were vacationing in the state of
palm trees and seashore in September's
mild loveliness.
Me, a sexagenarian widow,
hobbled by arthritis in my knees.
As my family enjoyed the...

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You will untie knots from your chain, with trembling hands whistling in the wind,
And you will be unstrung, in turn, from someone's necklace, like an...

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The ceiling sparkled;
I saw the big dipper, then the little one. 
The painters needed a bigger tip for their creative execution.
Without a warning to prepare,...

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I embarked on a train,
I was happy I was out of the rain,
But I was ambivalent about where I was going,
I was seated with the...

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It is a poet who sings
It's a writer who tells
His stories.

It is an author who expresses himself
He is a speaker of the highest esteems
Who review...

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I picked posies as I walked on by,
removing my red hair ribbon to tie.
   My life is sometimes tranquility ...
By morning the flowers...

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I was aware I may have lost my mind,
pinpointing on the time,
circular reasoning,
whether in front or behind.

Are thoughts a linear path like the heart?
Regarding sight,...

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