Beautiful Love Messages
- My love for you grows without hesitation; your image never leaves my mind. I always envision your lovely face, enchanted by your charm. Since the moment we met, I knew I had found the love of my life, my other half – you complete me. Even my small eyes have seen the magic that emanates from you, and I have become captivated by it.
- The warmth of your body and spirit enables me to endure every cold sensation. Your love illuminates my world like stars, filling my face with an ever-present smile.
- No image can surpass the beauty of your face in my imagination. This face has taught me the meaning of love amidst all the sorrow and distress. After meeting you, I forgot what it feels like to worry and found immense happiness; I felt safe, fully alive in your presence. My life is now filled with joy and love, thanks to you. I love you.
- I am fully aware that your charm and charisma stole my heart the moment we met. I sometimes doubt whether I am deserving of such a profound love. You are my companion in both joy and sorrow. I wonder how I could face life without you? From the very first moment, everything within me changed. You are truly the angel that God sent me from above to renew my life and give it flavor.
Beautiful Love Thoughts
- When you smile, the night loses its consciousness, the moon stifles a sigh, and a star falls from the sky.
- I love you deeply; don’t ask me for proof — do you see a bullet asking a victim for evidence?
- Perhaps my soul could not reach you, and my eyes could not see you, but my heart will never forget you. If the eyes do not witness, the heart will never forget.
- I will never forget you. When I search through my faded papers, I find your picture with the words “I will not forget you,” and that image sends a pulse through my heart, reminding me of your love etched in my memory while the papers scatter, leaving your image in my mind.
- Love is the only game where two individuals can win together or lose together.
- Love may begin with a single word, but it can never die with a mere word.
- The greatest love is not the one that dazzles us at first sight; rather, it is the love that sneaks into our hearts without us realizing it, like suddenly discovering that it is the air you breathe.
- A person may sell something they have purchased, but they will never sell a heart that has fallen in love.
- I raised my pen and wrote down my feelings. The moment I saw you, my being trembled. You are my sun, my sky. So let me drown in your everlasting sea of love. You, my lady, have taken residence in my heart and penetrated my soul, erasing my sorrows. You are my joy and my remedy; will you not come to me?
- Do not ask me about the dew; nothing could be softer than your voice. Do not ask me about my homeland; I have established it in your hands. Do not ask me my name; I forgot it the moment I fell in love with you.
Beautiful Love Poems
Presented here are two love poems by the renowned poet Nizar Qabbani:
Say “I Love You”
Say “I love you”
To enhance my charm,
For without your love, I cannot be handsome.
Say “I love you” so that my fingers
Turn to gold and my forehead becomes a lamp.
Now say it, do not hesitate;
Some loves do not accept delay.
I will change the calendar if you love me,
Erasing seasons or adding chapters.
The old era will end at my hands,
And I will establish a capital of women instead.
I am a king if you become my beloved,
Conquering suns with ships and horses.
Do not shy away from me; this is my chance
To be a messenger among lovers.
I’ll Say “I Love You”
I’ll say “I love you”…
When all the old languages of love cease
And nothing is left for lovers to say or do…
Then my task will begin…
To reshape the stones of this world…
Transforming tree by tree,
And planet by planet,
And poem by poem…
I’ll say “I love you”…
And the distance between your eyes and my notebooks
Will disappear…
And the air you breathe
Will pass through my lungs…
And the hand you place on the car seat
Will be my hand…
I’ll say it when I can,
When I can summon my childhood, my horses, and my soldiers,
And my paper boats…
And reclaim those azure moments with you on the shores of Beirut…
When you trembled like a fish between my fingers…
And I covered you, as you dozed off,
With a sheet of summer stars…
I’ll say “I love you”…
The wheat stalks need you until they ripen…
The springs until they burst forth…
And civilization until it can bear fruit…
The birds until they learn to fly…
And the butterflies until they learn to paint…
And I practice prophecy
Needing you…
I’ll say “I love you”…
When the borders finally fall between you and the poem…
And sleeping on a piece of paper
Is not as easy as you think…
Outside the rhythms of poetry…
Nor to embark on a dialogue with a body I cannot pronounce…
Word by word…
Verse by verse…
I do not suffer from the complex of intellectuals…
But my nature rejects bodies that do not speak with intelligence…
And eyes that do not ask questions…
For my condition of desire is linked to the condition of poetry…
A woman is a poem I die writing…
And I die when I forget it…
I’ll say “I love you”…
When I heal from the split personality that tears me apart…
And I return to being a single person…
I will say it when the city reconciles with the desert within me.
And every tribe departs from the shores of my blood…
Which the sages of the third world have carved into my flesh…
Which I have endured for thirty years…
That marred my masculinity…
And issued a judgment of eighty lashes against you…
On charges of femininity…
Therefore, I will not say (I love you)… today…
And perhaps I will not say it tomorrow…
For the earth takes nine months to blossom a flower
And the night suffers so much to birth a star…
And humanity waits thousands of years to birth a prophet…
So why can’t you wait a little longer…
To become my beloved?