Beautiful Messages of Remonstrance
Here are some of the most poignant messages of remonstrance:
- How can you treat me this way when my heart, mind, and soul were all for you? How can you betray my longing, hurt me, and leave me without reason? Please pause and confront me. Don’t evade this discussion; listen to me so we can avoid suffering. Extend your hand to reconcile when you can, rather than rebuking me and leaving.
- The longing for you has ensnared me in chains of iron; every time I break a chain, the memories bring it back anew. Tell me how I can live while your heart is so distant from mine. How I savor my torment, as my soul demands even more. For love is a majestic rule, and we are but its slaves. My beloved, remember me, for my longing for you is relentless.
- I remain silent even though I yearn to speak, I wear a smile when I actually need to cry. Every tear I shed carries your imprint, and in my eyes lies my reproach towards you.
- If your absence brings you comfort, take the remaining words of reproach with you, and once again plant in my heart the patience needed to bear this grief.
- Do not interpret my silence as neglect; some feelings are best left unspoken.
- You disappear for days or months without caring about someone who is devastated by the moments of waiting. You return with feigned longing and cunning evasions.
Heartfelt Words of Remonstrance for Friends and Relatives
Here are some touching expressions of remonstrance directed toward friends and relatives:
- For those who have left us, messages filled with a mix of loss and yearning, sharing the sentiment of reproach and nostalgia for a future meeting.
- There are emotions that cannot be easily surpassed, feelings that denial cannot diminish, and an extensive remonstrance held within your chest that is hard to suppress, yet revealing it feels like an insult. Some matters are not as simple as they seem.
- It is painful when true love ends over trivial issues, yet more painful is the persistence of separation as each party waits for a signal from the other to return.
- The finest and sweetest reproach is that which comes from a sincere and loyal heart.
- I fear a reproach that may be misconstrued as hatred, a silence interpreted as disregard, words I may regret, and a departure that will hurt me tomorrow.
- Remonstration and blame are privileges not deserved by everyone.
- Do not reproach anyone for a lack of attention, as the attention that comes after reproach is merely politeness.
- After parting, each side claims they are not at fault, even if they were. Thus, there is no room for reproach post-separation.
- The remonstration of loved ones feels like pulling thorns from the heart and spirit, causing real pain, but until the thorn’s existence, the pain was even greater.
- Friendship is a noble relationship that requires individuals who understand the true meaning of loyalty.
- Those we reproach are often the ones we wish to keep close.
- Treat well those you love, for the longing that follows death is unbearable.
- It is said that those who truly love you will not betray you, nor will they leave you alone, nor break your spirit.
- Moments of reproach are better than eternal enmity.
- There will come days when we regret kindness and loyalty.
- If only the rain could wash away the feelings of anger and estrangement from the hearts of loved ones.
- We often hide in the embrace of silence when we realize that what we try to explain will never be understood.
- Those who are sincere in their feelings remain unchanged by time.
- It is painful to need you yet not find you, to miss you yet not speak to you, to love you yet not be with you.
- When interests fade, some friends will disappear.
- The torment of deprivation burns, but hopes do not die. Hope is the most beautiful truth in the silence of thoughts; live your days, and appreciate the wisdom within silence, for we are but vessels that will eventually fade away.
- I cherish the moment that your words felt true to me; it was as if you were my entire life, yet you turned out to be my tragedy.
- He who reproaches his siblings for every fault will accumulate numerous enemies.
- Reproach your brother with kindness, and respond to his hostility with generosity.
- One who criticizes fate will find their reproach prolonged.
Proverbs on Reproach
Here are some insightful proverbs related to reproach:
- Reproach comes before punishment.
- Open reproach is better than hidden malice.
- Reproach is proportional to love.
- Reproach is the soap of the heart.
- There is no reproach after death.
- A lack of faith, etiquette, and regret for wrongs, combined with an inability to accept reproach, are diseases with no cure.
- Reprimanding a brother is better than losing him.
- Beautiful estrangement is distancing without harm, beautiful forgiveness is forgiving without reproach, and beautiful patience is enduring without complaint.
- In reproach lies life among people.
- Neither understood you nor you understood me; we are both cloaked in mystery. What kind of love is this, and what future do our fates hold?
- Accept your brother with all his faults, and do not overdo reproach, for it breeds animosity.
- In absence, we see our beloved more clearly and feel their impact more profoundly; during absence, our love for them expands while love for ourselves diminishes.
- True love consists of offering your all to the person you love, leaving nothing to establish reproach.
- There are some individuals we wish never to encounter again, for we hold in our hearts reproaches that might extinguish them.
- Reproach has become as common as unpleasant climate pollution.
- The softer the reproach, the greater the pain it incurs.
- She had a continuous look of reproach that kept you alert so as not to err against her.
- Thus, I carry an old heart with few hopes and much reproach.
- Sometimes, to cease reproaching is itself a form of reproach.
- Reproach is better than hidden malice.
- My beloved resides in my heart but is distant from my sight; why then this harshness?
Poem: “This is a Love’s Reproach” for Beloveds
Written by Farouk Goweda:
They wondered: How can you say:
These are lands that are no longer my home?!
I answered: This is love’s reproach for beloveds.
Do not be angry at my frustration and reproach.
As long as your love is my ordeal and anguish,
As long as the sorrowful eye holds a kiss
For the lovers enchanted by your charm.
I loved in you the purest childhood,
When life adorned itself in the fairest garments.
I loved in you the night when it embraced
The warmth of hearts and the companionship of friends.
I loved in you the mother that nurtures her child,
No matter how distant, she welcomes him with open arms.
I loved in you the sun washing her hair
At sunset with tears that flow freely.
I loved in you the Nile flowing with vigor;
In its embrace, a garden thrives within.
I loved in you the grandeur of a rushing river
That intoxicated me without the need for drink.
I loved in you the Nile prostrating in humility
To God, the Lord, without any reckoning.
I loved in you the prayers of a faithful nation
That charts existence according to sacred guidance.
I loved in you the time of past glory,
Wasted in folly on the heels of those beneath us.
I loved the pledge of the honorable everlasting,
And I despised the deceitful gambler’s flimsy façade.
I truly love you, despite being a lover
Sated by the endless circling and weary of reproach.
My heart has circled in your embrace humbly,
For you do not know the purest from the impure.
I exceeded in my love, while you were frugal,
Wasting my life, invading my youth’s essence.
Dreams of youth have aged in your gaze,
Crying tears upon my lashes.
Who deserved loyalty more? The bandits who robbed you
Through deceit and violence, or the heart of a child
That melted with passion and was tossed like meat outside the doors?
A lifetime full of sorrows dances among us,
An apparition wandering with a suspicious face.
There is no Nile like yours, nor banks like its shores,
Not even your palms lost amidst the weeds.
They sold you in the chaos of the auction, yet I found
In your abandoned heart only my suffering.
They tamed the arrogant river and bent it
Before the invaders, seeking shelter with strangers.
Here I come, fueled by an overwhelming yearning,
Seeing you while the executioner lurks behind the door.
You dance joyfully at the tables,
And my spilled blood flows in the glasses.
I see you feasting amid the clamor of the auction,
While the world indulges in each other’s sweat.
I was the one who deserved affection, yet found nothing
In the night of your heart except a dim remorse.
In the sorrowful height of this anguish, I see a gang,
Caught between a powerless sword and a Martyr.
They devote themselves to every shining star,
And when it falls, they scream: “A harbinger of destruction!”
The Nile is an emblem of death, a silent river,
A mummified lion without teeth.
I traveled from you with a solitary ache,
My grief is my cup, and my yearning is my libation.
The voice of the nightingales is absent from its nests;
Do not mind my wandering and my absence.
I saw each of my companions in my solitude;
Reflections of a dream in mounds of dust.
They have emigrated in sorrow, dying from yearning
Between longing and the separation of friends.
Between me and you lies a thousand miles,
While your green arms reach out to strangers!