Leaving Poems | Examples of Leaving Poetry

No more though I pine, may I rip from breast and thought This blind obedience to kind that claims all that is naught What trance belies and thus survives divided from the whole Ere natures heart must thus depart from customary roles As fleeting breaths do evanesce in splintered harmony Bids archeus farewell to dwell in brief obscurity What balm may...

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It's too dark for her. She daubs mascara on glass. The mirror has no arms... Night's just in the morning. There existing, the eyes ran Upon former years, tears The mood stops, reflecting Make faces, she's mine Broken embers from limbs Vice and crash, Both's empty blood — She's twisting surfacing Barbwire that Blocks out Shards...

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I have to leave you I am going to die soon See you in heaven...

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why must you be this way, we came united and you know our ways, you spreaded your wings and left, you have forgotten of what we descended of, and you left us ashamed, i cry alone in the dark, awaiting for your return, but in the end its just stone cold, i wish you came back but it will never be true....

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Does your so-called honesty only lead to tribulation? Honestly, life without you makes me feel nothing but blissful vindication- indication of all the time you stole out from under me. I was blind not to see the slyness hidden behind your eyes. And my foolishness nearly led to an early demise. But if you're a fox,...

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This is the day We break the bread Cup full of wine To numb the head This is the day When truth reveals The veil of lies A mind conceals This is the day We knew would be That thorny cap Of destiny Awaits the king Of hearts and minds Releasing all the Chain that binds This is the day A final feast Then walk to face The mighty beast A farewell toast A hug...

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Until we meet again Not by chance But by design Not by accident But by choices accepted or declined Not by coincidence But by the alignment of our souls Not by a fluke But by universal sparks that unite our unrelenting goals Not by a stroke of luck But by focus and a guided decision Not by blind impact But by stars on a predetermined collision Until we...

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When you feel you're always controlled, Like you've not got a choice, Always questioning if your ever enough, Letting others drown out your voice. Feeling like you can never win, No matter how hard you've tried, To be left sat stewing alone, Annoyed how many times you've cried. Forever the victim to their games, Enforcing the blame on to you, Eventually their mask will fall...

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Reaction my gut reaction to your leaving is one of relief since your love for me is long dead ...

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You leaving me destroyed me It's more than my heart can bare All I want and need in this moment Is a true friend who will care Someone to help comfort me But there is no one here All that is here for me Is a painful and growing despair Why you wouldn't stay I don't know But I can't keep...

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The house on the corner with the white swing Candles, wine and dreams The darkness that loneliness brings To forgotten mountains You no longer recall any of it We once wrote letters to strangers Pretending they were our friends But now we leave the candle unlit Because somehow it no longer matters I'll be leaving soon Too quickly to fit in a goodbye You'll be angry...

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They sing the songs of love to you. Is it because they think or hope that you will love them too? They promise that their trust is given to you. In exchange of course they expect the same from you. They laugh at your jokes and hear you out. But did they really get the jokes and see your doubts? They...

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It’s one in the morning. I zoomed into Lisa’s room and threw myself on the bed where she lay reading in a near virtuoso, Fosbury flop. She bounced, jostled by my mechanical bed wave. “I hate goodbyes,” I said, indignantly. “You’re not strong on hellos” she said, not looking up. “They’re so bone-marrow deep,” I went on, “they steal hope away.” “Did that...

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If the Muse bolts from me, I'll love her more still and pen heartfelt songs of forlorn rhymes; yet, I'll still wilt within internal climes of gloom from her forsaking me before I empty her spirit, for I've sometimes gone to cruel lengths to...

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The waves gently caress my feet, leaving traces of sand as they retreat, A weight presses on my heart, leaving me still, bound to memories, For I still see you beside me, as if you never left this place, The sunset by the waves reflects the tremor in my heart, reminding me of you, Here, buried in the sand,...

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