Letting Go Poems - Poems about Letting Go

Letting Go Of Past Mistakes

Pictures there upon the wall, each person once held me dear.
At times we were living together, now not one lives near.
Each has a life they must live and thoughts on which to ponder.
My life goes on, I grow old and still I can’t but wonder,
How different things could have been, if love we didn’t squander.

It’s

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there’s a kind of
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Letting Go

Like sand held in my hand,
I know I squeezed too tight,
Grain by grain you will drift away,
And with wind take flight.

I'll keep my hands wide open,
I'm stepping to the side,
So when you look about you,
Your space is open wide.

She Was the Story, He Was Just a Page

He loved her
like the last day of autumn —
knowing she'd leave,
but holding on
as if his hands could change the season.

She wasn’t just a chapter —
she was the entire book
he never finished,
because he kept rereading
the parts where she smiled.

He built a world around her absence,
talked to her like she still listened
in the silence of 3 a.m.

Letting Go of Yesterday

Laying in a hammock
Swaying back and forth
Reminiscing long gone fun
Remembering what was done.

Sitting on a swing
Poised above the ground
In your eyes are tears
About all the lost years.

You can't fix the past
But you can do this:
Loathe? I don't think so
Forgive your ex: let go!

The Art of Letting Go

A leaf lets go mild,
moving down through brilliant shine~
no war, no regret.
Even parting has its joy,
when the weather knows its time.

Letting Go

The feeling of letting go...
Letting go of what became the new norm
Letting go of my recent familiarities
Letting go of work which I live for at the moment
Letting go of control of what I seem to feel I have under control
Letting go of that comforting feeling of friends being in the surrounds...

Then I come to the

The art of letting go

She wouldn't let the guilt warp her mind into believing its perception of her
She knew who she was
And she was is a girl who's been deeply hurt
She knew deep down no one was coming to save her 
That she would have to see herself 
Hear herself 
And listen to her self 

The pain ached
It felt

Elegy for the wounds that raised me

Do I fear you, thank you, 
or hate you for hanging round. 
I fear I'd been somebody else
who stood on solid ground. 

I thank you, cause you made me this, 
but I hate the reasons why. 
I fear it might just free my soul
when you finally say goodbye. 

I hate you for staying here this

letting go

 

"Don't let the scars in your heart and
soul define who you will be in this life."

                                    Quote by _Constancet



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order

Letting Go, Trusting You

Everything feels like it’s right,
There’s no reason to take flight,
Yet inside, it’s not quite right,
Still feels heavy, not quite light.

I said “yes,” or so I thought,
But something keeps me standing still.
I want to give You all I’ve got,
Yet part of me resists Your will.

You see me trying to let go,
But there is still something below,
A

Pursuing and Letting Go

I run after a shadow,
not quite mine,
but one I want to be.

Perfect in my eyes,
not so perfect in others’.

Trying to change
because of judgment
you’d never expect.

In fact, it is true
people whisper and hate.

But years will pass,
and they will learn
their own flaws
are just as clear.

We all chase shadows,
sometimes close enough,
but some dreams
aren’t meant to catch
and that’s how

Let It Be

I gave my heart, it bled so deep,
Tried to hold on, but couldn’t keep,
Nights were cold, tears fell like rain,
Whispered low, let go the pain.

I searched for love, but it slipped free,
Flickers lost where light should be,
Through all the hurt, I learned to see—
Maybe sometimes you just gotta let it be.

What Do I Hold?

I see the shadow in your eyes,
The quiet war you try to hide.
Still, I stay, still I wait--
Drawn to every twist of fate.
On a bed of thorns, I close my eyes,
And count the tears I can't disguise.

What do I hold, when your hands let go?
What do I keep, when I already know?
I can't breathe in,

The Edge of Goodbye

I saw him in the corridor —
my mind stopped for a moment,
all my emotions rushing back,
stunned, yet I kept walking.

Once I was away,
I crossed a wall —
and broke down,
tears flowing down my cheeks,
words unsaid I couldn’t hold.

I wanted to stay,
to hold on to him,
but I needed to go —
to let go for my peace.

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