Separation is a difference between two people and their distance from each other, or it may be not a difference, just travel, or it is one of the difficult things for a person, and separation leaves behind major and different things, such as diseases and the like, and here in this article there are words and messages about separation.
Words about parting
- Separation... sadness like the flame of the sun vaporizes memories from the heart to raise them... to its heights, so the eyes respond by sprinkling water... to extinguish the flame of memories... separation... a fire whose flame has no limits... only those who have been burned by its fire can feel it... his tongue has tears... and the talk of silence... and his gaze roams the sky... he is the killer The silent one... the dead conqueror... the wound that cannot be healed... and the disease that carries its cure... like a running spring that has dried up after its surroundings are green.
- When parting... let your eyes speak, and the one who loves you will read their blackness... and make your farewell a painting of feelings that artists are desperate to paint but cannot... this is the last thing that time will record in your credit.
- After separation... Do not wait for the rising of the moon to complain to it of the pain of separation... because it will set to throw away what it carried and return to us as a new moon... And do not stand in front of the sea to stir up its waves and add more than a hundred of your tears, because it will throw your anxiety into a bottomless bottom and return to us a calm sea again... and this... It is the year of the universe... one day it carries you and the other day you carry it.
- And you... what about you? You did not endure all the days... you did not stand there without moving, mourning the ruins, being wet with tears, being tossed with pain, and remorse eating away at you, and beating your palms with the melody of groans over what has passed... Will you restore what was... No... You will not return the river to its mouth... and the sun to its rising... Rather, you will be like someone grinding flour while it is ground... spreading sawdust... and you will repeat, “Once upon a time.”
- Why don't you lower the veil of hope... and bid farewell to the past with no hope of returning... Why don't you be like the moon or like the sea... throw away your worry and not pay attention to it... and come back to see how the days play their tune to the tunes of a promising future... If you have left a loved one, do not think that he will make up for it... everyone sees His beloved is like what you see... Even if the world is devoid of loved ones in your eyes... it is full of insight... So search like you searched beforehand and you will find someone who is equal to your lover and who raises him... Do not stop at any limit and life is without limits... everyone is striving while you are shackled to yourself... so you make others happy while you are miserable and you laugh at others... Around you while you were crying... then you would be among those about whom the poet said (and you made many people happy while you were miserable * and people made you laugh while you were crying).
- So in the morning, live under the sun of your day and do not pay attention to the sun because darkness has fallen over it... And think about your day and tomorrow... And in the evening, live under the moonlight of your night and do not pay attention to the sun of your day because it has gone and been replaced by darkness.
- This world is strange... everything has turned against me... and I came to water the roses... he says please, I don't want it!
- If you told me, the sadness I cast before me would go away... I have pain in my heart stabbed in me, sadness... what passed through the eyes of orphans.
- I am tired of looking for an anchorage that will comfort me... My sadness has been written for me since the day I said my name... and my sadness has become every anchorage that confronts me and leads me away... from the path of joy and makes me feel like trees.
- Oh, if only you knew how my longing increased in your absence... If your longing was the city of my longing, your eyes would be a country.
- I lose my life and leave if I see you upset... and I bid farewell to the universe for your sake, and leave my life for you... I beg you not to leave me, because my sorrows have increased... I want you to be by my side and all the people I don’t want.
- You told me to forget while I was in front of the frame every night... with tears in my eyes and pen ink in my notebook... and your picture despite the pain and the fact that it took away a lot from your nature... and betrayed the frame and I saw it in my sight... My love, I can’t help it and my eyes are the frame, how can I forget?
- Do not regret the love you lived...even if it became a memory that hurts you. If the flowers have dried up and their fragrance has been lost and only thorns remain, do not forget that they gave you a beautiful fragrance that made you happy.
- Never break all bridges with the one you love. Perhaps fate will decree that one day you will meet again, repeating what has passed and reuniting what was cut off... If the beautiful age has passed, who knows, perhaps a more beautiful age awaits you.
- If one day you decide to leave a loved one, do not leave him a wound. He who gave us a heart is never worthy of us sticking an arrow in it or leaving him a moment of pain that makes him miserable. How beautiful it is to have moments of beautiful times with us.
- And if the days separate you, do not remember the one you loved except with every sincere feeling and do not talk about him except with everything that is wonderful and noble. He gave you a heart... and you gave him a life, and there is nothing more precious than the heart and age in a person’s life.
- If you sit alone one day trying to gather around you the shadows of beautiful days you lived with the one you love, leave away all the feelings of pain and loneliness that separated you. Try to collect in notebooks or in your heart all the beautiful words that you heard from those you love, and all the sincere words that you said to those you love.
- And make in your days a collection of beautiful pictures of this person who once resided in your heart... his features and the sad sparkle of his eyes... his smile in a moment of clarity and his loneliness in a moment of distress... and the hope that one day grew and nurtured between you even if it had withered and died if you discovered that all the doors were closed and that hope had no hope. In it, and that the one you loved one day closed the keys of his heart and threw them in the basements of oblivion... Here I am just telling you that your dignity is much more important than your wounded heart, even if its blood covers the sky of this vast universe, it will not benefit you to call a lover who does not hear you, and to live in a house where no one knows you anymore, and to You live on the memory of a person who neglected you for no reason. In love, do not neglect the one who buys you... and do not buy from the one who sold you, and do not feel sad for him.
Messages about separation
- I knew how to cry from happiness... I knew how to laugh from sadness... I knew that tears are more merciful and true than those that console me... I knew that illusion is my path and no one can appreciate it... I knew that time is fleeting... I knew that the eyes that cried for me yesterday... came today to make me cry!!
- Pardon your heart and pardon you... You want to be honest, you have treated me well... My problem is that I have become addicted to your love... Simply put, you don't show me... Forgive your heart and thank you, and it's not easy... You want the truth in my hands to blind my eyes!!
- Yesterday, I found him in a delicious sleep... Halloum brought a deceitful lover of the soul... and I felt welcome and tears greeted him... I threw myself and put my head on his arm... and I sat hugging him and hugging him on my chest... and he made me hug the pillow for an hour!!
- It is a strange world, and people like it are strangers... If it had described it to you, it would not have described its human beings to you... It gives you everything you like from its pleasure... It tempts you and then drowns you in its sea... And it gave me my beautiful world and the poetry of a young man from it... And the one who created my world is the same one who destroyed it.
- It is my habit that I do not tread the path of friendship. I play openly and expose his blackness from his right hand. I extend five to him. And whoever turns away from me, I will be exalted. I will see his country. Because I am dear. My pride rules the soul, and the soul is not satisfied with the slightest difficulty.
- Like a sweet breeze, you hurt my silence, you steal the remnants of my laughter among friends, I imitate my friends, and they hear me, and my heart is with you, but they are strangers to me, and about you, some of them try to ask me when? And how? Where? Have you become lovers?
- I miss you always, dearest friends, a complaint from a wounded person who smiles in his wounds, a wound that I thought was good and his enrichment was not good, the tears in the eyes are bleeding, sad, a wound with the heart is present or absent, my worries are empty, my heart is a prisoner, what are the wounds of love, the pain of loved ones, the wound of a friend whose precious things are precious.
- Laughter is not a sign of comfort, while crying is sometimes indicative of sadness. Take an example from me: “My heart is wounded and I smile at you through sieves and grief. And if I cry, it is permissible for me to cry from the truth, from a wound, from injustice, from the shock of time, or it is permissible for me to cry to find comfort or as a result of longing or stabbing vinegar.
- The story died, and the situation embarrassed me, and I was unable to express my desires. Excuse me. There was only a sentence that fear put on a fence (My heart loves you, tricks, do not leave me). I said it, I am afraid I will cause you trouble, and if it were not for the cost, I would not have said it. Believe me.
- Sorry, as if I was investigating. I made a mistake. I hope Your Eminence, do not disappoint me. Sorry, as if I forgot or forgot the time and days about you. Take me. Just a moment ago, I passed by Tony to talk about your precious things to my eyes like you. I am not a bad person. I have not forgotten, even if my time and concerns limit me.
- It makes no difference to me whether time takes you or brings you. In both cases, death is closer to me than my shadows, either by death from longing, not the length of your absence, or by death from joy, not seeing you before me.
- Sorry for the absence, I was not negligent.. Sorry for the shortcomings. No, I was short.. I returned to you in the present and not in the past.. I apologize, perhaps I was late.. I put love in your absence as a judge.. and judged me to return if I did not see.. I returned to you, content with your love and satisfied. No one forced me the day I came to you and decided.
- If you fall from my eyes, I say (if you fall)... you come down to my heart and the loss is in my eyes... and if you leave from me, I say (I) are gone... what is the loss? If my eyes cry for you... and if you are lost after you, I say (I) am lost... she is lost without my years reaching you. …The word “I love you” from your lips is enough for me.
