Lovers
The term “love” transcends mere affection, encapsulating feelings that run deeper than simple longing. Love can encompass a variety of emotions that are often complex and difficult to articulate. Those who are in love find themselves in a state of ecstasy, with a psychological condition that dominates their thoughts. In this piece, we present some of the most beautiful and heartfelt expressions for lovers.
Beautiful Expressions for Lovers
- It is true that I have never met anyone who cares for me as you do, or who feels jealousy on my behalf like you do, but I challenge you to find a love and passion that can match what I have offered you.
- I wish to become the queen of your days and thoughts, longing for your voice at all times, capturing every detail of me in your memories, and holding your gaze until the day arrives when you miss me dearly.
- Love enhances a man’s tenderness while softening a woman’s heart.
- They told me separation was inevitable tomorrow, to which I replied that my soul would die long before that separation.
- I love you in two ways: with a love that is passionate, and with a love that proclaims that no one else deserves my affection.
- I considered gifting you my eyes and my most treasured possessions, but I feared that I wouldn’t be able to see you and would die from longing.
- Love is torment in the hearts of the young, a plant thriving in the hearts of women, a myth in broken hearts, and a necessary evil.
- I am deeply in love with you and have made my choice; to whom should I present my apologies? There is no authority in love that supersedes mine; my opinion is paramount, and my choice is mine alone.
Poetic Verses for Lovers
An Endless Poem Defining Love
The “Endless Poem” on the nature of love by Nizar Qabbani, a contemporary Syrian diplomat and poet born in 1923, is regarded by critics as a “poetic school,” “a social phenomenon,” and one of “the fathers of the daily poem.” He made poetry accessible to the general public with works such as “The Brown Girl Spoke to Me.”
1
When I decided to write about my experience with love,
I contemplated extensively…
What value would my confessions hold?
Before me, many have written about love…
It was depicted on the walls of caves,
And engraved in clay and pottery, long ago,
Inscribed on elephant tusks in India…
And on papyrus in Egypt,
And upon rice in China…
It has been offered as tributes and dedicated as vows…
When I chose to share my thoughts on love,
I hesitated greatly…
For I am not a priest,
Nor have I practiced teaching students,
And I do not believe that the rose…
Must explain its fragrance to the masses…
What should I write, my lady?
It is my own experience…
It concerns only me…
It is a sword that pierces me alone…
Thus, I grow more present with death…
2
When I sailed in your sea, my lady…
I did not consult a maritime map,
Nor did I bring a rubber boat…
Or a life jacket…
Instead, I ventured toward your fire like a Buddhist,
And chose my fate…
My pleasure was in writing with chalk…
In the sun’s embrace…
3
When I fell in love with you…
I noticed the red cherries in our orchard
Transformed into round coals…
And the fish, frightened by the children’s hooks,
Came by the millions to lay seeds on our shores…
And the cedars, having grown taller…
And my life, having expanded…
And God…
Returned to earth at last…
4
When I loved you…
I saw summer arriving…
Ten times a year to us…
And wheat ripening…
Ten times a day…
And the moon, escaping from our village,
Came to rent a house and a bed…
And the sweat mixed with sugar and anise…
Has grown sweeter in love…
5
When I loved you…
The laughter of children around the world grew sweeter…
The taste of bread became more delightful…
The falling snow turned more beautiful…
The mew of black cats on the street softened…
The meeting of hands on the “Red” sidewalks felt more blissful…
The tiny sketches we leave on restaurant napkins became more precious…
And sipping black coffee,
And smoking,
And the gatherings in darkness on Saturday nights…
The sand that clings to our bodies from weekend escapes,
The bronze hue on your back after summer’s departure,
Became all the more exquisite…
And the magazines we fell asleep upon…
And stretched across for hours reading…
Transformed into birds in the horizon of memory…
A Poem Revealing Love While Love’s People Conceal It
This poem reveals love while its enthusiasts keep it hidden, authored by Rifa’a al-Tahtawi, a well-known Egyptian scholar influential during the renaissance of modern Egypt in the era of Muhammad Ali Pasha, who founded the School of Languages and served as its director.
It reveals love while its lovers conceal it,
And claims it as a dialogue with those who submit to it.
Not thus is love understood by those who are oblivious;
Leave love to the lover whose tears are his blood.
It is lost and then found through memory and forgetfulness.
Let him in turmoil become a heart subject to their whims,
And in flames, he’ll be consumed by longing untamed.
To be kind in actions that help not to encounter,
And offer a bond of relations that anchor him…
If you glimpsed it, you’d feel compassion for him.
His heart in fever seeks a sanctuary,
In stars above, his gaze finds solace.
So, O my reproacher! in your blame, take care,
You scold when you do not see with your eyes!
You are unaware of what love truly entails,
Don’t you see its soul, which in its essence engages…
Driven by love, his heart moved through its veil,
And guided by love, it let go to sail.
Forgive or reproach, but love has its sweet tale,
Had you tasted the cup of pure love, you’d not derail…
Your eyes in the cloak of night bore no horror,
Nor did you stray to solace or lull,
Nor bend to dire matters, however great…
Nor turn away from tender, ruinous states,
Abandoned by fate in a lost plight…
So, how did you engage in the depths of his core,
When your heart never sought the rightful score?
By the one who preserved their image untarnished,
Love is only for those by whom it is cherished…
They’ve embraced love until it’s lost much of its weight,
Their response when a vow is called is quite great,
Amongst them, they taste sweet sufferings in love,
Their light and love are bountiful, no need to shove…
O seeker of passion, immerse in their embrace,
Follow their needs and align with their grace.
If you tried to learn their ways, you’d miss the trial,
In my love for Layla, my tranquility defiled,
If I don’t lament, surely I’ll be betrayed.
Indeed! Love is not fleeting yet imparts,
O my words for Zainab! When I am enfeebled,
About my longing for Layla I deceived.
How often in longing I felt great pain,
Filling pages with passion’s refrain,
How many nights have I gazed at the stars,
Until the owl hooted, lamenting my scars.
The clouds reflect tears that the eyes weep on,
This fire within me again has grown strong.
Without a doubt, I fondly pipe for the quails,
As the branches lean whisperer of tales…
The keeper of love, sworn to nurture its creed,
For what it gives is the soul’s sacred need.
Thoughts for Lovers
Thought #1:
My beloved, it’s you who awakened every ounce of creativity within me… I became a creator through you, and for your sake, I strive to achieve the impossible, driven by my love. Despite writing the most beautiful and heartfelt words in your honor, I have yet to do justice to your worth.
Thought #2:
My beloved, I want to shout to the world… that I love you and am entranced by your beauty… and that in saying this, I feel no deficiency in expressing the depth of my affection. You are my soul, my hope, my life, and my only love.
Thought #3:
My beloved, the phrase “I love you” will never be inscribed for anyone but you… My pages will overflow with madness for you, sending love and affection that echo with honesty, loyalty, and dedication… There remains a heartbeat in my chest yet to be voiced… I love you.
Thought #4:
You have slain a part of me… but how can one fear death when alive? I immersed myself again in your love and learned that such passion is unique… thus I realized you are my divine test… and how can the thirsty find an alternative to water?
Messages for Lovers
Message #1:
Just one smile from you…
Illuminates my world with its magic…
Air feels compressed within me when I catch your scent…
Message #2:
Love is the intelligence of distance…
Not drawing too close to eliminate the thrill,
Nor straying too far to be forgotten…
Do not pour all your fuel into the fire for your beloved…
Message #3:
You are my present,…
My future…
And the past I once lived in dreams…
Now it stands before me as reality, despite my disbelief in the love and passion I experience now…
Message #4:
Dearly beloved, I am in a state of melting and fusion…
Giant snows within me collapse under the weight of my love…