#go poems on Hello Poetry

Rhiannon Clayton 18h

Flames

She was setting her past ablaze to clear a path for her future.
She cast her worries and the chains of mistrust into the flames, letting go of what held her back.
Long had she lived, disconnected from her heart, estranged from her dreams.
Now, she reached for those dreams, and in the comforting light of the glowing embers, her dreams reached back…

-Rhia Clay

This piece was inspired by a scene from the Turkish Netflix series “Shahmaran,” Season 1, Episode 7. In this scene, the main character, Şahsu, burns letters from her past along with a necklace. This act symbolizes a change and the process of letting go of the past and the self-imposed “chains” that hold us back, preventing us from growing and fully embracing the life that lies ahead.

I can relate to this scene, as I have also been healing and learning to let go of the self-imposed constraints and worries that have held me back for too long. Looking back over the past 10 months, I can see significant personal growth. I believe this journey of self-discovery has only just begun, and a bright future awaits. Sometimes, we need to step out of our own way and trust the process, knowing that even if we stumble and lose our way, we will recover and find our way back to our path.

#flames #fire #clear #path #disconnect #letting #go #dreams #reach #light

Rhiannon Clayton 2d

Motion

At the end of the day, you have to let go of your disappointments and sorrows,
walk tall, and understand that the only way to succeed is to move forward.
Healing is found in motion, waiting to greet us on the other side.

-Rhia Clay

#healing #motion #forward #greet #other #side #success #disappointment #let #go

Dr Qaiser Mukhtar Jul 28

Emotional Sobriety

26th day of sobriety, of self-respect
Detox can be spirit-breaking.
It often feels like a slow death.
The cravings pulse with each heartbeat,
leaving you drained,
urging you to reach out —
perhaps by texting, sending an emoji,
Or maybe just "liking" a post
Consumed by the need to stay attached to what is familiar.

You dwell on old messages,
waver between memories of sweetness and pain.
But one day,
You find the strength to release them.
You erase the old threads,
delete the contact,
and reclaim yourself.
You might still relapse
until you learn to recognize the red flags
and to stand tall in your conviction
to avoid repeating the toxic cycle.

#sobriety #attachments #addiction #toxicity #pain #letting #go #dr #qaiser #mukhtar

Belinda S Richmond 5d

Let them Go

If they don't like, or
want to be around you,
then let them go,
If people appreciate you,
they will let you know,
no time for discouragement,
This I do deplore,
You can tell Satan, and
his demons
that they can hit the door,
You need no negativity
in your space or Life
No headaches, confusion,
bickering or strife,
People can be so onery,
Trying to make you feel low,
If you want to have Peace
then just
LET THEM GO!!!

B.R.
Date: 8/4/2025

#go #bye #headaches #confusion #bickering #strufe #ornery

BloodOfSaints Jul 31

To, you.

If we meet again
and I think we will
maybe in another lifetime
you won’t remember
what you did to me.
Not the breaking,
not the silence,
not the way I begged with eyes you never understood.

And still,
I’ll try find you.

I’ll walk through the lives I’m given
searching for the shape of your hands,
the way your voice hesitates before lying.
I’ll know it,
even in another language.

Some loves aren’t meant to be safe
just permanent.
Etched into the soul
like a name we forget
but still flinch at when it’s spoken.

But if I catch a glimpse of you
on a crowded street
or in the eyes of a stranger
I’ll stop.
I’ll look.
And I’ll let my heart break
all over again.

Because loving you
was never a choice.
It was a sentence
I accepted
lifetimes ago.

I’ll look for you
Even in places
I know you aren’t.

Because love like this,
doesn't just die
even when we do.

Final

#love #obsession #letting #go #goodbye #sadness

Setty Ncube Jul 27

Echoes of a Fading Presence

Like a tattoo
in the apple of my eye,
their memory is etched
deep into my heart.
When I open my eyes,
I see their story—
how they entered my world,
how their presence
made my heart dance.
My smile stretched wide,
echoing the joy
that bloomed in my chest.

And then—
it hits me.
They’re gone.

Maybe in their memory,
I’m no more than a footprint
at the edge of the ocean,
erased
by the current
of newer tides.

But why?
I whisper to myself,
cradling the ache
of what never became.
Was any of it real?
Or was it only me—
lonely,
seeing love
in everything that breathed?

My heart bleeds...
but let it.
Maybe when it’s dry,
the hurting will stop.
Then again,
perhaps my memory
will fade too—
like a shadow
sinking with the sun.

Maybe we aren’t meant
to hold too tightly
to the ones we meet
in this brief life...

Still—
I miss them.

By Setty Leon

I wrote this in a moment of stillness, when memory felt louder than presence, and absence lingered like a shadow.

To anyone who has loved deeply and lost quietly—you’re not alone.

#reflection #loss #memory #love #letting #go #grief

Rhiannon Clayton Jul 18

Letting Go

I am ready to enter the next stage in my life, where fighting means letting go and allowing things to flow, and life isn't just about survival.
Where change doesn't signify failure, and life opens to me, and I receive it, without fear.
I'm uncertain where this destination will lead me, one thing is for sure, it won't be here...

-Rhia Clay

#letting #go #survival #fighting #allow #stage #life #destination #here #sure

Rhiannon Clayton Jul 7

Praise

I thank God for continued healing.
I have had to yield and allow my body to endure the hurt, releasing my ego more times than I can remember.
Though I have been saved and revitalized countless times.
There is healing in this rain, and growth flourishes in his presence.
Joy flows through like water through a dam, released through prayer and faith.
God has never lost sight of me, even when I could no longer find myself.
No words can measure my thanks.
Still, I raise my hands in praise anyway.

-Rhia Clay

#praise #measure #kindness #let #go #thanks #christian #god #sight #healing

Maria Etre Jul 4

Blushed and Flushed

We made love
till even love
blushed
and
had to look away

Flushed: (of a person's skin) red and hot, typically as the result of illness or strong emotion.
"her flushed cheeks"

#love #poetry #let #go #feel #heal #adult

Rhiannon Clayton Jul 2

Letting Go

A spiritual journey is funny.
Just when you think you've lost, you've actually won.
Not because you gave up, but because you learned to let go...

-Rhia Clay

#letting #go #lost #won #spiritual #journey #funny #think #gave