Farewell Quotes for Friends
- It was destined for us to meet, and it was also destined for us to part, perhaps fate will allow us to meet again.
- The cry of sorrow is futile, and sadness does not help, but our path will always remain adorned with flowers.
- Even if the days separate us and our bodies drift apart, there is a heart within that beats for you and lives by your memory.
- We will not say goodbye; rather, the memories and images of love will remain towering in our minds with the hope of a reunion.
- You all have been the hope that comforts the moments of my life and dispels the sadness from my eyes, becoming a dream and a wish that distances me from my world by millions of years.
- I despise the ceremonies of farewell; those we love should not be bid farewell because, in truth, we do not part ways with them; goodbyes are for strangers, not for loved ones.
- Even the moments of farewell should not linger too long.
- There’s no point in saying goodbye, dear friend, as it only leads to separation.
Words About Farewell
- In every moment, we curse farewell a thousand times and shower it with blame and reproach, for it prevents us from remaining with those we love and befriend. But have we ever thought of blaming the meeting instead?
- Farewell moments are akin to sincerity, laden with curiosity and intense emotion; they distill trivialities and engage with precious gems, illuminating insight and igniting the spirit.
- No one truly loves farewell; it is imposed upon us, and we have no choice but to accept it.
- Separation is the parting of hearts, while farewell is the parting of emotions—how can one bid farewell to a loved one without causing pain?
- Farewells occur only for those who love with their eyes; for those who love with their souls and hearts, there is no separation whatsoever.
Farewell and Separation
- In farewell moments, speak your feelings without hesitation, fear, or shame, for perhaps life will not provide another opportunity to express what you wish to say.
- Since childhood, I have loathed farewells; for me, the word signifies a mini death.
- Every farewell, in one way or another, is merely a wound, painful and sorrowful, and gradually forgotten over time.
- Our hours in love have wings, while in separation, they have claws.
- The hardest thing for a person is to tie their memories to someone, turning separation into a state of amnesia.
- Some individuals are etched in memory, others are not forgotten by the eyes, while some never leave the mind, residing in the heart. But the one you love possesses all your senses—your heart, mind, eyes, and thoughts combined.
- Even if days part us and our bodies separate, within the chest beats a heart that lives by your memory, reminiscing the moments of heartache, the encounters with loved ones, the sincere smiles, and souls soaring in the sky of creation. We will not say goodbye; rather, the memories and images of love will remain prominent in our minds, with the hope of reunion and a promise of ceaseless prayers and ever-renewing love.
A Poem About Farewell to Friends by Ibn Zaydun
Gone is the closeness that once united us,
Replaced by the bitter absence from our encounters.
And now, as the dawn of separation has come,
We face the cries of farewell with heavy hearts.
Who will carry the news of our parting’s pain,
Lamenting with time that does not fade?
Indeed, the time that once brought us laughter
Now returns to bring tears over the joy we had.
The envy of our foes for drinking from this love led them
To wish discord, and Time responded: Amen.
So, let what was once a bond between us unravel,
And let what was once connected fall apart.
Though we may fear being separated,
Today we are together, and what we hope for is to meet again.
Oh, if only I knew, did we blame our enemies,
Did they achieve any part of the blame on our end?
We never thought, after you, except for loyalty to you,
That was our view, nor did we adopt any other faith.
What right do you have to acknowledge the eye of envy
With us, or to delight in those who distance themselves from us?
We saw despair ease our burdens,
And we had despaired before, but what makes despair entice us?
You dwell in us, and our hearts are forever longing for you,
And our eyes never dry even from the yearning.
We can barely, when your consciousness calls to us,
Endure sadness unless we grieve for you.
Our days turned dark with your absence,
And they once flourished with your presence.
For the joy of living was clear from our bond;
And the gathering of fun was pure from our closeness.
And when we fled the arts of connection,
We reaped of it what we desired.
May your promise be a bond of joy; you
Were never anything but a fragrance to our souls.
Do not assume that your distance from us will change us;
Distance has never changed lovers!
By God, our hearts have never asked for a substitute,
Nor have our hopes turned away from you!
Oh, lightning striking the castle, water it
For he who is pure in love and affection.
And ask there: do my memories of you
Hold any worth? Will this remembrance honor us?
And oh, breeze of the morning, convey our greetings
To one who, though afar, would welcome us.
Will I see fate bestowing on us favor
Even if it has not often granted us this?
Child of a kingdom, as if God created him
From musk, fashioning the creation from our clay.
Or perhaps, from pure silver, his charm glowing
With pure gold, displaying brightness and refinement.
If beauty bestowed its favors upon him,
Only occasionally does it appear to him.
As if it has inscribed, upon his cheek,
The flowers of the planets, as a charm and adornment.
What harm is there if we are not equal in honor,
When there is sufficiency in friendship?
Oh, garden that has often produced for us
Roses, blooming youth’s nectar.
And oh, life, you fill us with your blooming,
Fulfilling the pleasures, encourages us.
And oh, grace bestowed upon us, you are fresh,
In the softness of comforts, we pull away from its tail.
We do not name you in reverence and respect;
And your elevated status is an abundance for us.
When you stand alone and are not compared in any attribute,
Our expression gives clarity and distinction.
Oh, Paradise of eternity, substitute us with its tree
And the sweet river, rejuvenation and cleansing for us.
As if we have never slept, the reunion is our third,
And joy has closed the eyes of evening.
If the meeting with you has become rare in this life,
In the Day of Resurrection, we will meet you, and you will meet us.
Two secrets in the heart of darkness cloak us,
Until the tongue of dawn nearly reveals our plight.
It is no wonder that we remember sadness when we reflect
Upon it, and forget patience, leaving us behind.
We have read the anguish on the day of parting, inscribed
As a text, and have taken patience with us.
But your love, we shall not alter for any other spring,
Even if it quenches thirst, it leaves us longing.
We have not sought for a sky of beauty, of which you are a star,
Asking about it; we have not abandoned it, nor spoken loathingly.
And no selection avoided, distancing ourselves from,
But we have been returned, against our hatred, repeatedly.
We mourn for you when it pushes forth, illuminating our midst,
And within us lingers an ongoing melody.
Not the cups of wine reveal our qualities
Especially relieved, nor do the strings delight us.
Stay true to the pledge, as long as we remain faithful,
For the free man is one who upholds equity, just as our faith.
So we have not sought a friend beside you to confine us,
Nor have we gained a beloved who might sway us from you.
And though there may be a pull towards us, from the heights of his abode,
The moonlight of night has not beckoned us.
I weep in loyalty; even if you do not extend a connection,
The vision convinces us, and the memory is enough for us.
And in the response are provisions, should you intercede with it,
The pure hands that have ever guided us.
To you, from us, is the greeting of God as long as
There is an abundance of longing concealed within us.