Words about saying goodbye to friends

Farewell friends

There is nothing more difficult than saying goodbye to people whom we considered an integral part of our lives. We cannot imagine our days without them. They are the light that illuminates our paths. They are the true meaning of friendship. They have a place engraved in the heart, and without them we feel alienated and lonely. That is why we present to you here some expressions about saying goodbye to friends. And the extent of sadness caused by their separation.

Words about saying goodbye to friends

• Farewell moments are moments that resemble honesty, intense curiosity, and extreme tension, in which details are reduced, essences are dealt with, insight shines and the soul glows.
• Who among us can forget friends with whom he spends more time than he spends with his own family, who spends more time with them than he spends with himself.
• Who among us does not need a little of that magical mixture, capable of making you forget your worries and the worst misfortunes of time just by being with you, because you know that he will still be there, he will still be there whenever you need him, he will be by your side in any matter, he will be your advisor, helper, helper, congratulatory, and comforter. If engagement hurts you.
• My friend, it's time to say goodbye. We had a wonderful friendship story, but today is the day of farewell. The farewell boat was sailing, and the boat had a sail.
• Neither hello nor welcome tomorrow, if the separation of loved ones is tomorrow.
• In your absence, the universe is missing a person, and in your absence, I am missing the entire universe.
• When I left you, my friend, my eyes cried until they swelled, but I say, oh eye, why are you crying, and oh soul, expect a separation after having met him.
• Our hearts are united on the meaning of love in God. Will we separate after this? Who will share my happiness with me, console me in my sadness, and ease my worries in this time? There is a time when I did not find a friend with whom I could share my happiness if I was happy, so how can I have a friend with whom I could share my sadness if I was sad?
• Finally, I say goodbye to you, but I will write to you with your pen the word “meeting” after the farewell. You will not look for me, my friend, and I will not look for you, but I will find your voice rising in my heart and echoing in my ears, and you will find the echoes of your voices rising in your heart.
• Seeing absent friends in dreams is the most painful type of encounter.
• You were the hope that calms the moments of my life, expels sadness from my eyes, and you will become the dream and wish that separates them from my world for millions of years. Our destiny was to meet, and our destiny was to separate, and perhaps fates will be repeated, and we will meet. Crying is useless, and sadness is useless, but our path will remain strewn with roses. I always call out, Lord, give them the strength to walk, and give me the ability to wait, for life is in your hands, and the whole matter is up to you.
• We met on the paths of life, and time passed, and we moved on to suddenly find ourselves at the crossroads of departure, then hands would shake, and eyes would flood with tears to remain a memory among loved ones.
• Those who are absent will return on the day we do not expect them to return.
• I bid you farewell with tears in my eyes, and I bid you farewell, and you are my eyes. I bid you farewell with a flame in my heart, fueled by longing for my grief. I see you leaving, and you will never come back. I almost say, “Brothers, take me. I cannot bear a life that does not accumulate in my eyes, and you have left me.”
• Except, brothers in God, you have been a blessing to me in times of crises, and you have been a rose in the path of thorns, a rose whose fragrance exudes fragrance in my branches. If we do not meet on earth one day, and the cup of death separates us, then our meeting is tomorrow in a house where Yahya Al-Hanoun will be immortalized with Al-Hanoun.
• You remain my companion as I used to call you, and the letters of your name remain in my heart.
• Words fail to say goodbye, and only supplication from the Lord of Heaven can suffice for a new, bright outlook for the coming year.
• The afternoon sun extends the hand of a farewell, and tomorrow the breath of the meeting will shine. Bodies will be separated on the day of our farewell, and our hearts, by God, will not be separated.
• These old memories sweep through us, awakening in us images of them that were absent from us, and we fall asleep to the sound of a melodious melody, sending a warm dream into our hearts. Hot tears shine in our eyes, and the cries of our hearts grow louder, clinging to that friend. But in these moments, we may only have a hand waving to the departed traveler, hoping he will return. One day to live.

Thoughts about farewell

First thought:

Our love is like a spring breeze, and you are in my path the scent of jasmine

And the beautiful rhymes and the light of the world are days gone by quickly

It is as if they are moments because of their pleasure that makes the heart melt with longing to return

Days gone by with their memories, the sweetness of their meaning, and the treasure of their minutes

Yesterday's memories are so sweet, I wish they were still the way I used to see them

You are the title of friendship, I will not say goodbye

Rather, the memory will remain a hope for a meeting

A promise of inexhaustible prayers and renewed love. You are the heartbeat.

Second thought:

I feel at this moment that the world seems small to me

Happy, sweet days seem to me quick and short

But it is always life as it teaches us and as it passes through all people

At every time and place, estrangement and nostalgia, meeting and parting

Laughter and tears, her sweetest laughter is meeting and her warmest tears are separation

Yes, how warm are the tears of separation. I feel the heat of those tears even though they are held in my eyes.

Third thought: Days are fading day by day, and life is passing little by little, moments that I count, and even hours that I anticipate.

It is one of the most difficult moments I live these days

Those moments when the ghost of separation stands on the side of my path to it, and I cannot move for fear of meeting it

Those are the moments in which I will part with the people closest to me and dearest to me

Yes, it is a farewell for a few days, but for me, it is years, and centuries, then I say to the day of separation.

He felt parting

Many poets wrote about the bitterness of separation, and its impact on those who separated from their families and separated from them, and these are some of them.

Complain parting to convergence

Poem Complain parting to convergence The poet Ibn al-Rumi is Ali ibn al-Abbas ibn Jurayj or Jorgis, al-Rumi, a great poet, of the class of Bashar and al-Mutanabbi, of Roman origin. His grandfather was a loyalist of the Abbasids. He was born and raised in Baghdad, and he died there of poisoning. It was said: Al-Qasim ibn Ubayd Allah - Wazir, poisoned him. Al-Mu'tadid - Ibn Al-Rumi had satirized him. Al-Marzbani said: I do not know that he praised anyone, whether a superior or a subordinate, without him returning to him and satirizing him. Therefore, his benefit from writing poetry diminished, and superiors shunned him, and this was the reason for his death, and this is his poem:

Complain parting to convergence

And to Al-Kari, Al-Maaqi stayed up

And to solace, I am heartbroken

And to be patient what I find

And to the one who broke it

About me intentions as long as I long

And I folded my tampon on the air

When the hand of separation folded him

Patience, perhaps a difference

Coming soon and in agreement

The separation hastened, I wish it had not been hastened

Poem The separation hastened, I wish it had not been hastened By the poet Jamil Buthaina. He is Jamil bin Abdullah bin Muammar Al-Adhari Al-Qadha’i, Abu Amr, a poet who was an Arab lover. He was infatuated with Buthaina, one of the girls of his people, so people shared news of them. His poetry was filled with tenderness. The least of it was praise, and the most was about kinship, flirtation, and pride. This is his poem:

He hastened the separation, I wish it had not been hastened.

And there were signs of your joyful tears

You were joyful, and what you encountered was difficult for you, and you were not afraid.

Between the beloved, the morning of the morning of the morning

And I knew that when you left, there was no

Yet, certainty, and that is not a problem

You will not be able to return to Buthaina.

After dispersal, not a year later

Phrases about friends

• I hate farewell ceremonies. We do not say goodbye to those we love, because in reality we do not leave them. Farewells were created for strangers, not for loved ones.
• Joy again, but the wait may be long, and memories remain of the hope of meeting, the opening of the remaining doors, and the secrets of the ambiguous future.
• How wonderful it is to encounter a person beyond comprehension, who forces you to long for him, commands your soul to ask about him, and pray for him.
• There are people who are engraved in the memory, others that the eyes do not forget, and others that never leave the mind, and some of them live in the heart, but the one you love is the one who owns all your feelings together.
• Tears welled up at the farewell, sending tears of longing and nostalgia.
• You who stole the heart with your departure, take whatever memories you want, and leave us your picture that brings back all the memories. Thank you for being the best friends. May you always be in God’s care and protection, and I hope that we will meet together again.
• There are people who, even if they leave us, and their news and messages disappear, their memories remain, and their words remain alive in the hearts and never die.
• When you live important moments in your life, someone you miss will come to mind, and you wish to live those moments with you.
• My friend, without you, the world is difficult, inhabited by sadness, and covered by stillness. Joy in my world has become strange and happiness has become sorrow. Whoever owns the heart, you have become my relative, someone I love and adore to the point of madness. All my sorrows are sweetened with your presence.
• O departed, and beautiful patience follows him, is there a way to meet you that is convenient?
• My friends, when we are together, we are like the king of the reins of the entire universe. Each of us knows what makes the other happy and what saddens him. We are each other’s help. We are together as if we have experienced joy that no human being has experienced before us.
• This memory will remain engraved in the memory, our image together will remain in the mind wherever we go, and no matter how old we are, we will stay together even if we are in far away places. We will stay together because the era of friendship never ends, nor does it go away, as the bond of friendship cannot be broken by any force.
• Even if the days separate us and the bodies are far apart, there is a heart in the chest that beats for you, and lives with your remembrance, and recalls moments of torment, and meetings with loved ones, and sincere smiles, and souls soaring in the sky of creation. We will not say goodbye, but rather the memory and the images of love will remain high in the memory with the hope of meeting, and a promise. With unceasing supplication, and renewed and inexhaustible love.

A poem about a friend who manages sadness about you

Poem A friend who manages sadness for you is a fool By the poet Mahyar Al-Dailami, Abu Al-Hasan Al-Dailami, a great poet whose style is strong and whose meanings are innovative. Al-Hurr Al-Ameli said: Mahyar combined the eloquence of the Arabs with the meanings of the non-Arabs, and this is his poem:

A friend who manages sadness for you is a fool

And tears bring tears to your eyes, you are a hypocrite

If a heart suffers sorrow, it seeks sorrow

For his peace of mind, I will stay

The dissatisfied residents cried and the people were undermined

Comes and shouts of separation

But yesterday, a camel did not walk

By embezzling from me and no driver

Ask him about any of the advantages that I missed

My side has a shepherd and my side has a predecessor

The world hates us for our love, even if

She saw boredom that remained a deception and ambiguity

Except that we are ashamed of its woe

Soon and later are thunderbolts

It confronted Al-Hassan’s falsehoods, sniping at us and what not

Its decorations are nothing but hills and ditches

He smiled while the kissing gap was open

He sighed while the shaking palm was sticky

I hope for a fortune in her, and she is a spinster

And some people did not enjoy it, but it was burdensome

Did my brother die in affection or did Zakher become angry?

From living on me or undermining a high rise

There was a cloud, then a dove appeared

I was blind and she was blinding

I am counting the days for him, hoping for his recovery

I do not know that Al-Manoun raced

I make excuses for fear and doubt

How bad the facts happened to me

Whom I never forget, day and night

Yesterday morning passed before me and dawn

I prayed, but I did not answer. There is an obstacle

Your deafness prevents me from meeting an obstacle

The medicine has overcome the disease and is proven

He lost his opinion and was a wise doctor