Beautiful Quotes About Winter
- I adore the winter sun for its shy glow, casting bright stars across an evening sky that fills my heart with wonder.
- I leapt from my chair to find my view on the balcony, letting my hands soak in the fragrant droplets cascading down during the winter season. I prayed for abundant rain and for the chance to reunite with my loved ones.
- After a long wait, winter has arrived, and the first raindrops fell like pearls and diamonds. The breeze swayed my curtains while the playful droplets danced against my window.
- I prefer winter over summer; I love winter because when it rains, the facades are washed away, revealing the true essence of everything without deceit or pretense.
- In winter, the rain falls and cleanses the grudges in our hearts and the darkness within. Thunder in the sky serves as a reminder to every tyrant of the might of the Almighty. Winter also makes the harsh realize just how brutal the cold can be.
- Winter will come, filled with meetings and pristine mornings. I will enjoy the season with my friends over coffee, discussing topics that are uniquely ours, laughing until we shed tears.
- Winter will arrive, the universe breathing deeply with dreams, while the sun gently kisses the earth, tempering its intensity.
- After the storm, the rain follows, and after the clouds, the sun shines again. Spring will come after winter, bringing life anew.
- The winter breeze is tender, whispering sweetly into the evening, merging my city’s atmosphere with winter’s essence.
- I never liked winter, but I cried when it arrived. I shed tears while playing in the rain, wept during winter travels, and when I gazed at your photo amidst the winter, I fell in love with the rain.
- The bells of winter chime, welcoming its arrival; everything is beautiful in winter, except for your absence.
- I am aware that cold doesn’t harm our souls, so rest in the warmth of the Creator.
- Encounters in winter are a sweet melody filled with a range of emotions, from the most delicate to the most intense, each carrying its own joy.
- In winter, hearts ignite, and spirits draw closer together.
Reflections on Winter
- Winter will come, and my mother’s embrace will be ever warm, making her face glow with vitality.
- I have a deep affection for winter because the rain always brings me comfort, a reminder that there is still a God watching over us.
- I cherish winter because the warmth in my friend’s feelings transfers to my hands when we shake hands, enveloping me in warmth.
- I adore winter as the force that makes you abandon your warm blankets in the dark of the night to face the chill of the water reminds me of the warmth of God’s love.
- I love winter, for sipping warm beverages on a chilly night, surrounded by loved ones, is sufficient to fill the earth with warmth.
- Winter always reminds me that anyone who is without God and love is truly unfortunate.
- On your window, raindrops scatter quietly and gently, as if they are whispering for us to remain optimistic; life goes on, and hope still exists.
- Winter is a season that eventually ends, but beware of letting my heart endure a winter; which sun will melt the ice that forms on it?
- In a past winter, we were together before we were lost in the crowd. Raindrops fell onto the gray road, like tears from my eyes, with that road reflecting my face. I felt an intense chill that winter evening, as the wind silenced my voice, only to find warmth in the sound of Fairuz, anchoring me amidst my isolation and lost steps.
- The beauty of winter lies in its tranquility, as if the world is in hibernation; I gaze out my window at the empty street, as if everyone is asleep. How splendid is this stillness and silence!
Sweet Musings on Winter
- When the sky rains, hope descends with it.
- Winter is the spring of the believer; its nights are long for prayer, while its days are short for fasting.
- This winter compels us to sip on memories until warmth envelops us.
- During winter, hearts become more ardent, and souls draw closer to one another.
- With the tolling bells of winter, we gladly embrace it; everything is enchanting during winter except for your absence.
- I once never liked winter; I cried when it came, laughed in the rain, wept during winter travels, and fell in love with the rain when I saw your picture in winter.
Poem by Nizar Qabbani About Winter
When winter arrives, and its winds stir my curtains,
I feel, dear friend, a need to cry on your arms, on my notebooks.
When winter comes, and the nightingales cease their songs,
And all the birds become homeless.
The bleeding begins in my heart and fingers, as if the rain in the sky is falling inside me.
Then, I’m overwhelmed by a childish longing to cry,
For the silk of your long hair, like ears of wheat, as if it were a tired ship.
Like a migrating bird searching for a lit window,
Looking for a roof in the darkness of your braids.
Poem by Yasser Al-Atrash
And so, winter rises, dead.
I know that what has come is my death, and I read your face, but little.
This standing before an old sorrow drags on,
Blowing out in the soul a lamp of memory, and igniting a swarm of fear.
A swarm that lights the possibility of life, and a misguided swarm.
So do not write me a long winter, for the companions vanished in the crowd.
And alone, I entered your winter in flames,
As if I were the burning of my blood, and the wick.
Like my face, winter rises, dead.
Poem by Abdullah Aboshmees
We love winter
When the path is lost,
And love shines beneath the rain.
A girl said to her lover:
Shall we go back?
He gazed at her cheeks:
Where to?
There’s a swing on the moon.
We love winter
When the bud of longing blooms under layers of clothing,
And spreads from between her buttons,
And blossoms.
We love winter
When an elder warms the chill of his cigarette,
And a child dries the feathers of his bird,
And a father
Wraps his children with a journey.
We love winter
When the little ones gather around the chestnut stove
Transfixed by a hand turning it,
As it ripens more
Over the flame of gazes.
We love winter
When the simple folk
Argue about combining prayers,
Then all stand in line,
Rejoicing
And imploring God for rain.
We love winter
When the elder of prayers
Replaces his long prayer night
With brief surahs.