Another Goodbye

Her stomach lurched a little as she looked out of the plane’s tiny window.

The city she had called home for the last two years sped by alongside the runway.

All packed up for the next adventure, excited for the unknown that awaited her.

She caught fleeting glimpses from up above of the city she had come to love.

The city that had nurtured her broken heart and self.

The city that taught her how to fly again, figuratively and literally.

From having found home in a person to having found home in the city of hope, the memory of her journey made her yearn for home.

Butterflies fluttered across her tummy at the thought of starting over.

This goodbye had been well thought of.

Whenever she loved something, she lost herself to it.

She didn’t want to be lost just yet having found herself.

She needed adventure to move her calmed soul out of complacency.

Not all goodbyes are sad, some souls need more than just comfort.

PS: I had written this poem in 2018 and reading it again a few days back made me feel like I understand myself from back then better now. Older and wiser, eh? 

What did you think of the poem? I know it isn’t the best but I hope you understand the sentiments. πŸ™‚

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31 Comments Add yours

  1. tanvibytes says:

    It’s beautiful! πŸ’• Loved how hopeful it is, especially the line at the end! I agree not all goodbyes are sad, some are just necessary to transform or grow, which is a good thing! πŸ˜‹πŸ˜„

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  2. Nathi says:

    At this point in my life, I could totally relate to your words, Ru! Thanks for sharing it here πŸ˜‡πŸ™

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    1. Nathi says:

      I meant Moksha😬
      Never trust autocorrect😢

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      1. Happy Panda says:

        haha – πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

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    2. Happy Panda says:

      Same – I felt like my old self was telling my present me something important through this poem. πŸ™‚ ❀

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      1. Nathi says:

        πŸ’―πŸ‘

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  3. A goodbye is both, joyful and sad.

    When we were leaving navodaya school, I was happy that I am living in this cage but certainly, I feel strongly connected with every object, building, trees, hand pump, playground and garden there. Because my life evolved too much there here in past 7 years.

    You have to leave your past in the present to make your future. Enjoy every moment on the present.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      True – but sometimes you need to say goodbye to be able to say hello to a new experience. πŸ™‚

      Leaving school was hard – we spent numerous beautiful moments there. πŸ™‚

      Definitely – enjoy every single moment! πŸ˜€

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  4. Kritika says:

    Straight from the heart it is beautiful Moksha. Time is a great teacher.

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      It is a great teacher – I feel so grown up in a matter of a few years. Thank you πŸ™‚

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      1. Kritika says:

        Can understand.
        Welcome πŸ™‚

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  5. True not all goodbye’s are sad, this is so beautiful!!

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      Yes – sometimes goodbyes are important for us to grow! Thank you so much! ❀

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  6. Shruba says:

    It’s still lovely. We learn so much about ourselves when we look back at our old poems πŸ’œ

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      True – since we can now look at what we were going through more objectively – it helps us understand ourselves better. πŸ™‚ ❀

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  7. Shelly DS says:

    Lovely read! Some goodbyes are definitely not sad, but it takes maturity to see them as such

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      So true – some goodbyes are important for us to grow as people! Thank you ❀

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  8. This was so good!! Have you ever thought about writing a book of poems?

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      Thank you, love! I very rarely have inspiration to write poetry – but I have thought of writing a fictional sort of memoir once I’m older. πŸ˜€

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  9. Katie says:

    Oh my gosh, those last two lines! I really love this. I don’t often go back and read my old work, because I always have the urge to make changes and edits, but this is a good reminder that it’s important and can be really interesting and helpful, and illuminating, too.

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      SAME – I used to avoid reading my old stories and poems mainly because I was embarrassed by how childish I was but re-reading some of the stuff now makes me understand my old self so much better. πŸ™‚

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  10. Thenewwifelife says:

    It was beautiful! It’s emotional and true. Sometimes we have a hard time seeing the beauty that comes out of ugliness. A commenter above is right, it’s full of hope. That’s what we need more of. Simply Hope.

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      πŸ™‚ Hope is everything! Thank you! ❀

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  11. vaniheart says:

    I can really feel your emotions here , this hits home πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      Aww thank you ❀ ❀

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  12. bosssybabe says:

    This was lovely. I could feel your vulnerability here ❀️

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    1. Happy Panda says:

      Thank you ❀

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  13. It is a lot of growing up, I think. Well done.

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