It's BYE

I remember a teacher said: One is enough, two is too much, and three is a poison that can kill a person. This is the third time. Too much of everything might kill, right?

It’s BYE

 

I hope sadness can be heard

I hope its cries will be shared

I hope people really cared

I hope not all are that crooked

 

I think it’s time for me to move on

I think it’s time I say goodbye to you all

I’ll miss the talk, the funny laughs

I’ll miss you all but not those cranks

 

I’ll miss blueblue, his eyes like skies

His words that are gentle, his caring mind

I’ll miss him sure, he was a friend

The reason why I even renamed myself in his end

 

I’ll miss a father, a buddy and friend

Another green figure, another green sent

He was a good man, better than most

But maybe because he knows, wise because he’s old

 

I’ll miss him who’s been a brother, a companion and a sage

Though cyber it might seem, he proved me a good man young in age

Although I think he’s acing, he knows just where I am

He knows just when to talk to me, or call me when perhaps

 

For you who’s been a buddy, a writing pal at most

I’ll tell you when I’m ready, I’ll write at any cost

I’m happy to be a friend to you, I’m glad you’re happy too

Just remember I’m a woman, don’t think I’m all but rue

 

To all who’s not been mentioned, I will remember you

To mamba who has pained me, you know you pissed me true

To Barry and to YIFY, your hard work will be paid

My many thanks to friends there, I’ll surely miss you all

 

To all who seemed like friendly, to all who looked like cool

Who acted a friendly neighbor, a helpful stranger too

It’s better you called me your enemy and hate me from before

Than declare me your friend to betray me and disappoint me to the core

 

So friends goodbye and fellow buds,

Blue is the color of the eyes of skies

Satriana is the name of the gal who might have lied

But don’t worry she’s gone though not has she died

 

 

 

 

Amata Luna

S a t r I a n a

 

 

Author's Note

I can only smile. Though I don't feel like it. I have shared a part of me. I think that's enough. WC friends, I've written a poem for you once. Consider this another one... but from another place. :)

Reviews

[CHRIS ANDES]

Too much of everything might kill, but there's still this thing called survival
=]

[Desmund Tiny]

this is so great and After reading this....... it made me cry...... this poem is heartfelt..... =3

[Ememuelle]

This is a loud cry. I loved it. Really well written and beautifully emotional.

[daydreamer]

Beautiful write. Bidding good bye is so poetic and touching. very neat delightful read. Good work

[Thea]

Aw, Amata...This is a touching piece...I love the description, it is so true...Your words flowed so well in every line...And I know that feeling when you're trying to smile even if you can't...Anyway, I love this piece...Thanks for sharing...
:)))

[Kuhr Gred]

i love the flow of your words.. ;) Great write.. :) Hello pala sayo :)

[Erin]

Thad for the review ur the first to review my writing yeah it's hard from my call but I have no computer so I try to work with it. I can't even send msgs lol. Sorry.

[Lizzy]

nice

[Suditi]

Oh my!
An amazing write.
Love it. :)

[Erin]

I love this. Truly.