The Most Beautiful Words for the Morning

The Most Beautiful Morning Quotes

  • Wealth arrives in the morning but fades away at night.
  • Morning work is equivalent to gold.
  • I have retired, but if anything would kill me, it’s waking up in the morning not knowing what to do.
  • I was a government employee during the day and a writer at night, just to provide for myself and my children.
  • The morning dew and a woman’s tears dry quickly.
  • Both truth and morning reveal themselves with time.
  • The hen that sings in the evening doesn’t lay eggs in the morning.
  • Those who close their eyes to avoid seeing a bright morning don’t punish the sun; they only harm themselves.
  • I am suspended on the gallows of morning, yearning for a heart that no longer longs for me.
  • What makes your sleep as serene as an apple? You rise as the morning light emerges from bed.
  • Upon waking this morning, the mind felt refreshed, realizing that emotions nearly misled it.
  • A flower you cast upon an unremembered grave may resemble a drop of dew shed by the morning eyelids between the petals of a wilted rose.
  • This morning, I awakened to the song of the last nightingale; winter is approaching today, and my mother calls it the season of wandering and separation.
  • Who will arrange this anxious morning?
  • With the rapid changes in our days, what happens in the evening may contradict one’s morning words.
  • The fleeting meteor with its light tempts us more than the sun lingering above us since morning.
  • What isn’t sung this morning won’t be sung later; those who do not love now, in this morning, will not find love.
  • This morning, freedom itself was attacked by a faceless coward, and it will be defended.
  • The most beautiful aspects of morning are enthusiasm, while the ugliest part of evening is nostalgia.
  • The morning has arrived, and the birds sang magnificent songs; we frolic like children in the realm of love, where wishes bloom abundantly.
  • Somehow, try to capture a picture of your fiancée as she wakes in the morning; that image will be your lasting memory.
  • All those I love have taken over my rest, and I am here, a wound of desire, while back in my homeland, there are injuries; my homeland, you are my eyes, from you pours the morning.
  • Whoever awaits the morning patiently encounters it with strength.
  • If someone knocks on my door early in the morning and I have no doubt they are the milkman, then I live in a democratic country.
  • This morning, I will wear my earrings and won’t remove them even in bed; perhaps you will surprise me in the middle of the night.
  • The best hours of my day are the early morning hours; I awaken and sit to sip my coffee in peace, uninterrupted by anyone.
  • People often blame circumstances, but I do not believe in circumstances. Successful individuals are those who rise in the morning, seeking favorable conditions, and if they don’t find them, they create them.
  • Everyone wanted to enter that early morning, when the doors were closed. Now that one door has been opened by someone themselves, and another has seemingly remained open all day, none have entered.
  • Morning is an old friend, while the rest of the times are mere acquaintances.
  • Sometimes I wake up in the morning, and everything frightens me—the sounds of the streets, the walls of the house, the radio, and the laughter of workers on the staircase—all the sounds, all the colors, and all the scents; I feel that everything carries danger.
  • It’s me, the coffee, the morning, and my perfume—all of us waiting for you.
  • Morning is a powerful weapon in everyone’s hands.
  • Prayer is the key to morning and the lock to evening.
  • Morning is my favorite time of the day; it feels as though everything begins anew, though sadness creeps in by noon, and when the sun sets, I resent it, living with the same feelings day after day.
  • Do not let this morning slip by without taking a moment to reflect on your heart; those who forget their hearts in the mornings tend to forget their ever-shining sun.

The Most Beautiful Words of Optimism and Hope in the Morning

  • We will live despite the sorrow, overcoming it, and create our white joys in the morning, joys meant for those with their own morning.
  • Each of us harbors a dream we hope to see fulfilled by dawn before we sleep.
  • The most beautiful faces in the morning aren’t the most attractive in form, but those with the brightest smiles, which awaken hope and optimism within.
  • Always give the morning its chance, my friend, to alter the situations and conditions we complain about through our relentless effort, as we may change ourselves to endure them better or even find happiness in them and embark on a journey of change towards a brighter tomorrow.
  • The sun rises anew every morning, inviting us to hope, effort, and work.
  • I will praise this new morning; I will forget the nights, all the nights, and walk to the neighbor’s flower, stealing from it the way to rejoice.
  • When you wake in the morning, ponder how precious the gift of life is—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, and to love life.
  • If you woke up this morning in good health, you are happier than a million people who will die in the coming days.

Beautiful Morning Messages

  • This morning, I find no pleasure in Fairouz’s voice, nor does a cup of coffee improve my mood. Your voice brings joy, and your proximity brightens my day, so good morning love for having you by my side.
  • The first sip of coffee is spoiled by conversation, as it’s the silent morning’s virgin.
  • A heavy anticipation has been visiting me since morning; when will my heart stop waiting for you every morning?
  • I ignored the meeting times until the morning became laden with the weight of expecting presence.
  • I don’t want to flatter anyone this morning; I am worn out and not in a good state.
  • This morning marks a new beginning, but it feels exhausting—a blank slate and new directives for forgetting, so good morning to everyone on this harsh planet.
  • When you wake up in the morning, don’t trust the mirror—come and trust me, you are the most handsome young man, my dear tormentor. That’s what a woman said to her chubby son whose face was marked by a broken bottle during childhood.
  • Let every man go to hell, this is what an angry woman will say, and in the morning, she will call “hell” to tell it she didn’t sleep because she didn’t hear his voice.

Poetic Verses about Morning

  • The poet Mohammad Jabr Al-Harbi expresses in his poem “Good Morning”:

Time is bitter…

Time has passed without you,

And you haven’t come,

Nor have you stood…

Like the elevation of my soul,

Like a confession without a guard,

A song without a caretaker,

As you wish,

And you did not say,

I am the orphaned child, the magical creator; you haven’t said,

Your morning… oh good morning.

Your morning, oh good morning, makes me weep

And grieves me

Without eloquence, without a lute,

It extends to me the space, and the red fig,

My shades, while the world is beneath me.

I rise to him,

And I become clear as the elegant scent of the fragrant poor.

And I write, cradling my melodies,

Good morning, my rose.

And my lute,

If the melody of the soul calls for me, my lute

And brightens just like Sana’a,

Enchanting and hidden,

And my rose,

Grayish,

In which the free clouds shape bitter sorrows.

This is the first backdrop

Of my worries, and the necessary quarrel

With companions…

And the trees are present and forgotten.

And your love,

Is the confession of two birds that have sung above the branches,

A tenderness that has no beginning,

The dew of your eyes and the world is to my left,

And to my right;

They are two rivers that flow, while the world is wintery…

Burning the heart of the confused… it ignites

Strange how the night prepares the world for the winter.

I fear for you

And from me, oh morning madness,

Oh dawn of children and chaos,

Your madness is like northern chaos,

Southern chaos.

And you do not know…

A bitter question,

A question passed as the hills begin to die,

– Is it thundering?!

A voice around me shouted,

The exiled one replied,

It will rain if you pass the borders,

And if the army is not thrown with intention.

Greetings to you, oh minarets

And may morning return with peace.

Cities from the shores of generosity.

Features that the West has not tired of, Eastern.

My homeland is Arab lands,

And my lands are stubborn bitterness…

My lands are the dark mountains,

And the heavenly books.

God has you, who in my eyes is my sun,

And my elevation,

And if I approach,

My goals are,

A beauty from the movement of light.

And water from the nectar of virginity.

And a morning without beginning…

Like your morning, oh good morning, oh my mother,

Oh my daughter,

And my first primitive words.

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