The Most Beautiful Expressions of Flattery Towards Women
- Flowers borrow their beauty from your descriptions; if they were to witness your charm, they would wither away.
- My lady, I did not choose your beauty to love you; I chose your heart, and in doing so, I fell in love with your beauty.
- Sometimes, your beauty, O lady of all women, lies in your uniqueness; do not shy away from your distinctiveness.
- Your loveliness, my beloved, is a consolation for the woes of this world.
Poetic Verses on the Flattery of Women
A Poem That Says at Times: This is a Young Man Touched by Love from One Who Has Not Returned
At times it says: Here is a young man captivated by love from one who hasn’t returned.
Nothing awaits him but downfall.
From the affection of a skilled archer aiming for the heart,
Who claimed that I have not been struck?
The moon is what I have seen in her,
When it arose, unveiling its beauty.
The son of Raisha did not misrepresent her,
With her graceful neck, her eyes, and her beauty.
And if she adorns herself differently, she wraps herself in
The flower of her adornments, with her tail trailing gracefully.
And then it says: This young man
Was beckoned by the soul of the tender, yet he did not respond.
Affinity to a group of suspicious folks,
Worse for those who oppose them.
Foul are the names, trailing skirts,
Red garments grazing the ground.
They lean on their daggers,
Drinking from their bags.
And when they sat to converse,
They clasped their hands upon their legs.
And it says at times: Here is a young man, enamored,
Displaying decorum, a complete gentleman.
Longing for a fair maiden held back by
Modesty and the respect of lineage.
Both are love-stricken, yearning for each other,
If he could, he would soar with ecstasy.
They agreed one day that their affair
Would not mar the promise with lies.
And she became the center of the gardens, with
An awaited companion, walking gracefully.
And a delicate rhythm dictated his fingers,
Charming in character, remarkable in the crowd.
Whoever did not honor him that day
From the fragrance, as he passed by, would have displeased.
No, rather she possesses attributes that I long for,
And a mesmerizing beauty that is indeed wondrous.
So, I seek God’s assistance in my quest
For someone whom I cannot grasp in my pursuit.
People have not scorned me for loving her
Until the world took offense at him through me.
An Exceptional Love Poem for an Exceptional Woman
1
What torments me most in my love for you
Is that I cannot love you more.
What disturbs me about my five senses
Is that they remain five, no more.
An extraordinary woman like you
Deserves extraordinary feelings.
Extraordinary longing…
And extraordinary tears.
2
What pains me about language is that it is inadequate for you.
What frustrates me about writing is that it cannot capture you.
You are a complex woman.
My words pant like horses on your heights,
And my vocabulary fails to traverse your luminous spaces.
With you, there is no problem;
My issue lies with the alphabet.
With twenty-eight letters that do not suffice to cover
Even one inch of your feminine beauty.
3
Perhaps you are content with me,
Because I made you like princesses in children’s books.
And I portrayed you as angels on church ceilings.
Yet, I am not satisfied with myself,
For I could have depicted you better.
And adorned you with flowers and gold
In a more splendid manner.
But time surprised me.
And I am suspended between bronze and milk,
Between slumber and the sea,
Between the nails of desire and the flesh of mirrors,
Between curved lines and straight ones.
You may be content, like all women,
With any love poem said to you,
But I am not satisfied with your contentment.
There are countless words yearning to meet me,
And I do not meet them.
There are hundreds of poems
Sitting for hours in the waiting room.
I apologize to them.
For I am not searching for just any poem,
For any woman,
But I am looking for “your poem”…
Reflections on the Flattery of Women
- First Reflection:
You do not realize how beautiful you are. You think the rigid reflection of your face in the mirror is your reality. You have missed so much. It saddens me that you cannot see the sparkle in your eyes when you laugh, or how a shy smile escapes you when you speak; your penetrating gazes and those filled with reproach are myriad beautiful details.
- Second Reflection:
When I opened my phone and your picture appeared on the screen, I became more amazed by you and your smile. Although it was just a picture, your face retained its warmth. My thoughts created a specter and a statue for you. However beautiful the statue may be, it faded in comparison to your true face. I realized that my imagination is too narrow to grasp your real beauty, dear.
Messages About the Flattery of Women
- First Message:
They have said your beauty is ordinary out of envy.
For jealousy speaks unjustly.
If half your beauty were in a pageant of the world’s beauty queens,
You would win that competition,
And also the World Cup.
- Second Message:
Good morning to all beautiful women,
Who create their brilliance from the sun.
No beauty matches the splendor of their hearts.
They carry beauty from kindness,
And from their spontaneity, vast seas.