Goodbye My Love Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Goodbye My Love
Goodbye my love, I so adore,
with my heart and soul and more….
Days and hours are getting closer
these gardens would soon be sans flowers
falling leaves of exuberant colours
fill´d the path of our sweet goodbye
morn, noon and evening mist, all try
to dry my cheek and saddest face,
never to mourn, I shall keep the pace
in French they say Partir c'est mourir un peu
my heart disagree though we must say adieu
if to leave is to die a tad
why must I be left alone and become this mad?
my being stays here, but my soul travels with thee, I bet
thy love so passionate I won´t ever forget,
and please, do not forget me
for without thee, life is not the same,
but If that happens, who is to blame….?
Your Bibi
Grey clouds, intrinsic cold weather
Friday A.D. the 13th Nov 2015
PARIS: Forget the bombing at Midnight 12 to 13th Nov 2015.
God protected us, sure! He led us the way.
AD. Wednesday 25 July 2018 -
the bombing in Paris and we were there (Midnight thursday 12 to friday the 13th Nov 2015)we could drive by taxi to the airport still, after that the streets around that area were closed by the police. This was not a narrow escape, but God's full protection, sure, because we were allowed to go to the airport and God said to us to go earlier than planned to the airport and we did that and after that the streets
were closed, but no one knew about those terrorists, everyone could read that in the newspapers the next morning and you could see this on TV that same night much much later than that midnight.
Grey clouds, intrinsic cold weather
Friday A.D. the 13th Nov 2015
PARIS: Forget the bombing at Midnight 12 to 13th Nov 2015.
God protected us, sure! He led us the way.
AD. Wednesday the 25th of July 2018
@ 3.03 hrs. AM West-European Time
From your poet's note it is clear that God's grace is most important. For him you were narrowly escaped from the bombing by the terrorists in Paris on 12th November,2015. This poem is delineated as lamentation astutely and incisively. I quote....... my being stays here, but my soul travels with thee, I bet thy love so passionate I won´t ever forget, and please, do not forget me for without thee, life is not the same, but If that happens, who is to blame….? Beautiful poem. Thanks.10
A beautiful poem of love lovingly penned. So touching and heartwarming. All lines of this spellbinding write are elegantly crafted. Thanks for sharing, Sylvia.10+++++
Days and hours are getting closer these gardens would soon be sans flowers falling leaves of exuberant colours fill´d the path of our sweet goodbye...............thought provoking....pulsating poetic expression dear Sylvia! (10)
Thank you so much, dear Poet, your comment and feed back represents the value and worth this poem ought to deserve as it must, I am thankful to you endlessly, Dillip. Thank you too for the 10.. GBU!
A perfect love poem. In a class by itself! Marvelous work, Sylvia Frances!
Thank you Practicing Poetess (what a cute name!) .for your sympathetic visit and your wonderful comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/8/2024 4:47:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
why saying an adieu while your being stays here?