Goodbye
rustling leaves in autumn
I whisper as arrives
the end of year,
and lifetime of coffee mugs
and crushed hopes
spill upon the page.
Goodbye
sorrow and load of heart
in my life I have loved
and lost, only to emerge
and learn life is about
re-creating ourselves.
Goodbye
doubt, no longer here
I have embraced the pain
that made me who I am,
being sunshine when
the sky is grey.
Goodbye
betrayal, I am wise and free
breathing in bloom
of magnolia trees,
knowing that sometimes
it’s best to move on and
forget,
and some things are better
left unsaid.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United
Posted for ‘Kerry’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads
52 Responses
“I have embraced the pain that made
me who I am, being sunshine when
the sky is grey.”…Oh this is lovely, inspiring & beautifully bittersweet.
Thank you so much, Sumana 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“re-creating ourselves”
Wiser and Whole, Your narrator glows! Mighty fine poem!
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
Sorrow, doubt and betrayal.
All things that weigh us down. Leaving us stuck in a moment. Stuck where we are.
We do have to recreate ourselves in the after. That rebirth can be so refreshing.
Sometimes it is best to move on, or you waste a whole bunch of time. They will come back when they are ready, if ever.
Indeed!❤️ Thank you so much, X 🙂 for your kind and thoughtful words ❤️
Ah, sometimes those good-byes which seem to be bitter initially turn out to take a sweet turn in the end!
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Mary ❤️
Oh this was uplifting and a fresh way at looking at life. thanks for the glory Sanaa! It was very much needed.
Thank you so much, hopeful 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is very beautiful and very real. I love the wisdom in “I have embraced the pain that made me who I am, being sunshine when the sky is grey.” Wonderfully done.
Aww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
Ah, how the bitter brings about the sweet, and the ability to be sunshine when the sky is grey! Beautifully written.
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I am hoping as a fellow poet your beautiful sad words of farewell are poetic and not personal but merely ideas that spring to mind without a pain in your heart Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
(They are poetic 🙂 )
crushed hopes and coffee mugs…. very evocative Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Luv the re-creating aspect of the poem, there nuances of rembrances tug at the heart, and the taste is bittersweet
A heartfully written poem Sanaa
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
much love…
Beautiful poem, Sanaa! Maybe life is a never-ending mystery, and our only job is to learn to be ok with this bittersweet mystery! Sigh….
Thank you so much, Panchali 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
embraced and unsaid — awesome – and really the best way to move on in many instances. Beautiful.
Thank you so much, Margaret 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
life is definitely about recreating oneself. Very true.
Thank you so much, Kerry 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
‘Goodbye doubt, no longer here
I have embraced the pain that made
me who I am, being sunshine when
the sky is grey.’
This one is my favourite. Lovely, hopeful poem. 🙂
Thank you so much, Tarang 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
I love the use of repetition – goodbye echoes throughout the poem, Sanaa, and resolve shines through the crushed hopes, sorrow and load of heart, doubt and pain, to flower in the final stanza.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Goodbyes and rebirths are made of pain and lessons… and smiles, too. We can’t grow if our bones and flesh and mind don’t stretch until they hurt a bit. You’ve taken on the voice of autumn, spoken the pain and why it is worth the sacrifice.
Thank you so much, Magaly 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I have to confess I like these type of poems better than the love poems–these seem more genuine to me. I really love this, the strength of experience and hard-won wisdom in it, and the construction of the poem itself. Wonderful stuff, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Shay 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
The attainment of wisdom is always bittersweet, but despite that, there is a thread of determination in this piece that is very heartening to see.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Rommy ❤️
‘Lifetime of coffee mugs and crushed hopes’ – what an incredible image that is. I am glad you are Sunny!
Aww! ❤️ Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
I especially love the last positive verses, the goodbyes to all the things that make you weak.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Such wisdom in this…Yes, there is much that is better off unsaid. Words can create chains that are hard to break.
Thank you so much, Susie 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
I like this so much better than your love poems…it seems so true and wise. And re-creating yourself – wonderful!
Thank you so much, Toni 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
knowing that sometimes it’s best
to move on and forget,
and some things are better left unsaid.
Classic last words Sanaa! Very appropriate and very clever response to an emotional matter!
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I like how you’ve turned goodbyes into hopeful beginnings
Thank you so much, Angie 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Many things are best left unsaid…and we could say, ” It is blessed to forget some things.” Perhaps forgetting, is a form of forgiving. A thoughtful piece.
Thank you so much, Annell 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Betrayal, something which I have known way too much of. I am reluctant to let people in.
For me, Autumn is my favorite season, yet November in particular is a time when I’ve lost a lot of people.
Thank you for your comment on my poem.
My pleasure, Cara 🙂 so good to see you ❤️