Subtle Goodbyes
I've been practicing how to say
Goodbye
Words are hurting
So i try casual ones
Unannounced like an uncertain hour
A place not named yet
X x x
You put a paid bill or a
Red rose in bed
A well folded towel beside it
A taxi rushes you to the airport
Cellphone is turned off
At the departure area you
Write another poem
It is not sounding sad
It's anxious for the next stop
Planes keep arriving
And leaving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Did Not Avoid You
we meet
and then i greet you
hello
you ignore me
by shifting your gaze
to the bus
you turned your head
left and right
right to left
and i wait for you to mind
me
and i stand still and look
at you still
you are bringing flowers
i think they are for me
you take the taxi
rushing
you close it and you do not
notice me crying
it rains and i get wet
and i take a walk back
to the park
the winds begin to blow
hard on my face
i take a taxi back to my
house
i close the door and
i sleep
you call me on your cellphone
i turn it off
and then you write a poem
that i am avoiding you?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Leaving And Glad
You've been here many years.
You've seen and made many shed tears.
But with patience and pray we've muddle through.
Now we can all just say so long, and goodbye to you.
I know you won't be sad if you don't hear.
One and all giving that great big cheer.
Your words and actions cut like a knife.
To you we were tools for you to strife.
Retirement for you certainly won't be much fun.
You will have so few with which you can shun.
You didn't worry when you show you didn't care.
Working for and with you was really quite a dare.
With your leaving no poem I must write.
Because you would treat it as trite.
But now I too can be bold and brash.
Some day my words will bring me cash.
For years I was named a trouble maker.
Like some others we were in a big shaker.
You blamed others when things went wrong.
Thats why your poem is so very strong.
They say prayer can move mountains this I believe.
Since now you've been told retire and leave.
You voiced don't dare write a poem for you.
Yet deep in my heart I felt a poem you were due.
poem by Lois M. Crockett
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The Wasted Landing - thoughts from an airport strike
In the hour of our departure O Lord
In our beginning is our end
To depart is to arrive yet not to arrive
at the same hour and place
in some other time zone
and in our departing is our arrival
and to arrive is to depart from where we have not been
and to depart is to arrive at where we will not go
into the departure hall from where we did not depart
into the arrival hall where we did not arrive
and the end of all our departures is our arrival
that we may arrive at where we did not go
and depart from where we have not been.
now and in the hour of our departure O Lord
I Tiresias have foresuffered all
on this self-same divan, or tired banquette
in the departure hall from where we have not gone,
in the arrival hall where we have not arrived,
and all our arrivings are departures
and all our departures are arrivings
departing from where we have not been,
arriving at where we will not go
the sun shines bleakly through the window panes.
into the planes the trim staff come and go,
laundered into skies we cannot breathe.
'All flights are cancelled';
'Sorry Sir, this ticket is not valid for this flight'.
I Icarus have suffered thus
in Greece, in Rhodes, on all connecting flights,
in Delphi where I was not warned,
in Cumae where I could not go.
Passport Control. Do Not Pass This Point.
Too hot the sun of Greece that day,
the sun I shall not see.
'Arrival Delayed'. 'Departure Delayed'
A cold coming we had of it:
the baggage heavy, and the escalator steep,
the information scanty and the children fractious,
and the people. Oh the people.
Cans. Packets. Yesterday's papers from yesterday's travellers.
Sandwiches we have not eaten.
Tread softly for you tread on my icecream.
Now and in the hour of our departure Lord
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Cant Stop Loving You
So youre leaving
In the morning
On the early train
But I could say everythings alright
And I could pretend and say goodbye
Got your ticket
Got your suitcase
Got your leaving smile
Oh, I could say thats the way it goes
And I could pretend and you wont know
That I was lying
Because I cant stop loving you
No, I cant stop loving you
No, I wont stop loving you
Why should i
We took a taxi
To the station
Not a word was said
And I saw you walk across the road
For maybe the last time, I dont know
Feeling humble
Heard a rumble
On the railway track
And when I hear the whistle blow
I walk away and you wont know
That ill be crying
Because I cant stop loving you
No, I cant stop loving you
No, I wont stop loving you
Why should i
Even try
Ill always be here by your side (why why why)
I never wanted to say goodbye
Im always here if you change, change your mind
So your leaving
In the morning
On the early train
But I could say everythings alright
And I could pretend and say goodbye
But that would be lying,no
Because I cant stop loving you
(cant stop loving you)
No, I cant stop loving you
(I wont stop loving you)
No, I wont stop loving you
Why should I even try
Because I cant stop loving you
(cant stop loving you)
No, I cant stop loving you
(thats all I can do)
No, I wont stop loving you
Why should i
(why should I)
Why should i
(tell me why)
Why should I even try
song performed by by Phil Collins
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The Wasted Landing. Thoughts from an airport in disarray.
In the hour of our departure O Lord
In our beginning is our end
To depart is to arrive yet not to arrive
at the same hour and place
in some other time zone
and in our departing is our arrival
and to arrive is to depart from where we have not been
and to depart is to arrive at where we will not go
into the departure hall from where we did not depart
into the arrival hall where we did not arrive
and the end of all our departures is our arrival
that we may arrive at where we did not go
and depart from where we have not been.
now and in the hour of our departure Lord
I Tiresias have foresuffered all
on this self-same divan, or tired banquette
in the departure hall from where we have not departed,
in the arrival hall where we have not arrived,
and all our arrivings are departures
and all our departures are arrivings
departing from where we have not been,
arriving at where we will not go
the sun shines bleakly through the window panes.
into the planes the trim staff come and go,
(they stay at Novotel Michelangelo) ,
laundered into skies we cannot breathe.
'All flights are cancelled';
'Sorry Sir, this ticket is not valid for this flight'.
I Icarus have suffered thus
in Greece, in Rhodes, on all connecting flights,
in Delphi where I was not warned,
in Cumae where I could not go.
Passport Control. Do Not Pass This Point.
Too hot the sun of Greece that day,
the sun I shall not see.
'Arrival Delayed'. 'Flight Cancelled'
A cold coming we had of it:
the baggage heavy, and the escalator steep,
the information scanty and the children fractious,
and the people. Oh the people.
Cans. Packets. Yesterday's papers from yesterday's travellers.
Sandwiches they have not eaten.
Tread softly for you tread on my icecream.
Now and in the hour of our departure Lord
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(re-edited)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I Cant Stop Hurting You
She looked at me with eyes that cut right through me and said
You must be blind
Let me tell you a little something about yourself
Youre the hurtin kind
I must admit after the pain and fight
Ive a sneaking suspicion that you might be right
I love you, I love you, I love you
But I cant stop hurting you
I want to, I want to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you, its getting bad
I dont know what to do
I see you packing up all your precious little things
That mean so much to you
I hurt you now youre moving out again
But we know just what youll do
Well see the error of our ways in crime
With conciliatory promises well change this time
I love you, I love you, I love you
But I cant stop hurting you
I want to, I want to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you, its getting bad
I dont know what to do
I love you, I love you
I cant stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you
Its getting bad, I dont know what to do
And when you go I miss you all night
The wounds heal from the scratch and bite
I dont know whats wrong
I dont know whats right
But I cant stop hurting you
I cant stop hurting you
We talk so coolly about the pros and cons
When I get hot headed I just cant hold on
I love you, I love you, I love you
I cant stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you
Its getting bad, I dont know what to do
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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A poem for you...
I write a poem for you today,
to get a place in your heart for ever
A poem that could tell you my love for you
I write my poem with emotion and affection
for you to understand my deep thoughts for you
A poem to love and a poem to understand its soul
A poem to enjoy and a poem to understand its happiness
A poem to think and a poem to understand its way of life
A poem to learn and a poem to understand its content
A poem to sing and a poem to understand its melody
A poem to cry and a poem to understand its sorrow
There are poems I have written but this is specially for you
The poem could tell you how important you are for me
There are words comes out freely from my mind to write poem
but there are no words to find my love for you
Those words can not missed as I miss your love today
Let me have all those words put in to my heart and
say I love to write a love poem for you
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright ©2004 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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The Poem Of All The Places I Have Never Been
THE POEM OF ALL THE PLACES I HAVE NEVER BEEN
The poem of all the places I have never been
The poem of all the dreams I have not seen
The poem of others poems written in lines I have never imagined
The poem of the infinite – what-is- not and ‘what- will- never- be
The poem of seas and suns and sounds and Shakespeare’s sonnets,
The poem of words and only words whose sounds do not mean what we feel
The poem of all I would not and cannot write
The poem that is not and never will be in me
The poem I do not write
The poem I am not
The poem lost
The poem which itself is not a poem
The poem of the last contradiction and the first
The poem beyond the poem hidden within the poem
The poem which will never be a poem
The poem which is not
The poem I cannot dream.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Destination Moon
Dont bother to call this room
Theres nobody here who can pick up
Or has stuff they need to talk about
And who wont be now
Checking out and flying
By rocket to the moon
By airplane to the rocket
By taxi to the airport
By front door to the taxi
By throwing back the blanket
Hanging down the legs
Thank you for the card with the cartoon nurse
But you see theres nothing wrong with me
You think, thats what you think.
Thats what they all say,
Before I blow you away
By rocket to the moon
By airplane to the rocket
By taxi to the airport
By front door to the taxi
By throwing back the blanket
Hanging down the legs
Soon the man who sweeps the room
Brings the secret telegram:
Commence official interplanetary exploration
Thank you for the card with the cartoon nurse
But you see theres nothing wrong with me
You think, thats what you think.
Thats what they all say,
Before I blow you away
By rocket to the moon
By airplane to the rocket
By taxi to the airport
By front door to the taxi
By throwing back the blanket
Hanging down the legs
By rocket to the moon
Crawl to the rocket
By coughing at the airport
By limping to the taxi
By throwing back the blanket
Hanging down the withered leg
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Scribbler's Stymie
Pen and paper in sight
I've got no poem to write
Staying up all night
I've got no poem to write
Although my mind is bright
I've got no poem to write
It's windy out tonight, should I go fly a kite?
I've got no poem to write
My ceiling, it is white
I've got no poem to write
It's 4: 59! Five, but not quite
I've got no poem to write
In your arms I'd feel so light
I've got no poem to write
I've had no sleep tonight
I've got no poem to write
Will you just hold me tight?
I've got no poem to write
Outside it's almost light
I've got no poem to write
It's late, off goes my light
I've got no poem to write
poem by Julia Grace
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I will not write an enigmatic poem to annoy the casual reader
I will not write an enigmatic poem
to annoy the casual reader
Nor will I write a jonquil one
as in some ornamental garden
set on a long forgotten shore
Nor yet a poem oleander like
those daffodils or buttercups
some sailors say they saw
on Far East Indian isles
But I will write a poem to burst
The polished bubble of the era
A poem to slam the
very ethos of the age
But not today I think because
Today, today, is for oranges
poem by Sean Joyce
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A City Sounding like An Airport
trust degree zero for security reasons
one after another one after another one after another through a wind of change through spied eyes
grace under airport-spirited sensation
immigration of free souls
custom channels of suspicious looks
living under the same sky
reality can be touched by scientific imagination
poetry of lost trust
poetry of uncertainty
poetry of freedom
an airport sounding like a city
a city sound like an airport
a voyager of a multi-faceted poem
I Cannot Write Any Other Poem
I CANNOT WRITE ANY OTHER POEM
I cannot write any other poem
But the one you ask me to write-
I write for you
And my words are your words
As my love is your love-
We are all and only 'we'
And nothing can ever stop our being a poem together
Which sounds only one sound one music one love.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Tomorrow
If you would noly treat me right
I'd stay here by your side
But I am down to my last cry
So I'm leaving you goodbye
You turned away from opportunities
To sit and talk things through
But now when I say I'm leaving you
You have so much to prove
So long to all my pain
Good night to my heartache
Goodbye sorrow
I won't cry no more
I'm leaving tomorrow
Stop writing me sweet letters and
Calling me on the phone
We argued constantely when I saw you
Always left me in the cold
I made the choice to finally go
Cause I can't stand this pain
It's time for my last tear to fall
And me to smile again
Sorrows and heartache goodbye
I'm leaving you
Don't wanna meet again
Has got to be the end
The end
The sun will finally shine on me
And clouds will drift away
There's something that's in store in me
That's my brighter day
Now I just can't wait
Tomorrow's too late
I'm leaving you today
song performed by by Brandy from Never Say Never
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A Not a Poem Poem
A Not a Poem Poem
I will not write a poem
For I am not a poet
I cannot makes things rhyme
I’ve tried for quite some time
So will I write a poem?
NO!
I can’t write poetry
I’ve tried to all my life
Once, I tried to write a poem
About a husband and his wife
It sounded really silly
So I crumbled it up into a ball
That’s why I decided
That I couldn’t write poetry at all
Am I gonna write a poem?
NO!
Well, I’ll try to write a poem
But it will be really bad
It will be absolutely lousy
It will be completely horrible
It won’t be up to snuff
People will say, “Who wrote this stuff? ”
Will my poem be good?
NO!
Can I write a poem?
NO!
Will I write a poem?
NO!
Well, what do you know! ? !
I wrote a poem!
And it’s a pretty good poem, too!
I guess I can write poetry if I try
The next time I’m asked to write a poem,
Will I say no?
NO!
Good Luck
Your good luck happens to us all,
Especially when the stagnant pond is disturbed.
Life will explain why your deeds are complete,
Here the dice are rolled for the future, and we command.
The lost angels of the One Above are against us,
Now they fly out to lower planes, we have occupied
Higher planes to escape, and escapades such as these
Shall be wrong in feeling, we have not transgressed.
Your good luck is again arriving to take the place
Of bad luck.
Your enemy has lost over you, over your place,
They decided the higher planes were yours.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Poem About The Poem About The Poem
THE POEM ABOUT THE POEM ABOUT THE POEM
The poem about the poem about the poem
Written in dream
And forgotten in sleep
Comes back to me slowly now
As if it had been away on a long long journey
And is reluctant to come home-
I write it
But it really writes me
And when I try to make sense of what it means
It tells me its ambiguities
Are more important and interesting
Than my clarity-
The poem about the poem about the poem
Written now
May not be a poem about a poem about a poem at all
But may merely be my own playing with words
Which take the place in my life
Of really living-
A poem about a poem about a poem?
Surely this is a mysterious thing
If it exists at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Life Is Uncertain- And Because Of This
LIFE IS UNCERTAIN
Life is uncertain-
And because of this we live in anxiety and fear-
The strong shape the future as best they can
But even they cannot overcome all Time and Circumstance-
Life is uncertain-
Writing a poem is not knowing where it will end
Or the way a line should be stressed
Or whether it’s writer is right to write this now.
Life is uncertain
In the smallest and in the greatest things-
Our life our death-
What will be with our loved ones-
If some of us pray to God so strongly
It is also because we need help with that uncertainty –
Lonely as we are
Afraid as we are
Uncertain as we are-
We pray to God
To help us make our way wisely
In this uncertain world.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I don't Write a Poem
I don't write a poem
but sprinkle my heart
on white papers.
I don't write a poem
but kiss flaming words
on the lips of volcano.
I don't write a poem
but croon a lullaby
for drizzling lids.
I don't write a poem
the poem writes me
and sets me free
from the life engulfed
by mirages.
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poem by Madhav Sarkunde
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Poetry Is Like A Beautiful Work Of Art
A poem has no write or
wrong,
How to write your poem
is up to you,
Visualize a perfect poem
That readers will love,
Adjust a poem as much as
you want,
Remember a poem is like
art,
You write it with meaning
and passion,
Add as much as your heart
desires,
Short or long it does not
matter,
Add a picture with your
poem,
Add a quote or a verse,
it is a poet's decision,
Always be proud of your poem,
Let the words flow when you
write,
A poem expresses a feeling,
thought and emotion,
Add a frame and hang it up
on a wall,
share your talents with the
world,
Poetry is like a beautiful
work of art.
poem by Derek James
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