In the beginning, is the end.
At some point of time,
Its just time,
To leave a job,
To leave a relation,
To leave a nation.
Some by choice,
So we may rejoice,
While some endings
Just are meant,
Pre written, predestined.
Perhaps a reluctant exit,
A heart-heavy bye bye,
At crossroads, we arrive.
Eyes we may half close,
Refusing to face
The uncertainty upfront,
Though questions chase,
No answers to hunt.
Then tears escape,
And sighs release
Lips we may seal,
Quiet and low we feel.
Each closure
Brings emptiness too,
Ends a phase of life,
Perhaps long overdue?
Look towards the new,
Watch the morning light,
The dawn adorns
A slightly golden hue.
Soak in the sun's rays,
May your energy renew.
You are enough,
To take care of you,
To yourself, do remind
To seek and look,
You will surely find,
Hope is within you,
Courage exists there too.
Give yourself quiet time to do proper closures
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