Poems Of Love Quotes

“In my heart is a space
that is so sacred
and none can enter in
but you.

And I shall wait for you
though it takes forever,
though my heart bleeds
and my all consumed.

I wait because I love you
And love waits
for the only one
that it loves.”
― Jocelyn Soriano, Poems of Love and Letting Go

“இதயம் மறப்பதில்லை
இயற்கை மறந்தாலும்
இறைவன் மறந்தாலும் - உன்னை
இதயம் மறப்பதில்லை

உதயம் என்றால்
அதில் உன் முகம் பார்ப்பேன்
உண்ணும் பொருளிலும்
உன் குணம் காண்பேன்

மதியத்துக் கோடையிலும்
உன் நிழல் கேட்பேன்
மரணத்தில் உன் மடியில்
என் தலை சாய்ப்பேன்

மறுபிறப் பென்றிருந்தால்
மண்ணிடைப் பிறப்பேன்
வயது வளரும் வரை
மனதில் வைத்திருப்பேன்

இருபதில் உன்னுடனே
இரண்டறக் கலப்பேன்
இதிலுமோர் தோல்வியென்றால்
என் கதை முடிப்பேன்”
― Kannadasan

“I see now that no person who has ever loved has ever been spared from tears.”
― Jocelyn Soriano, Poems of Love and Letting Go

“You could have found me.
You could have seen me.
But I had always been the invisible one.”
― Jocelyn Soriano, Poems of Love and Letting Go

“I guess you will always be
my heart’s deepest wound.
The kind that aches terribly.
The kind that time could never heal.
I glimpse a memory of you
and I feel it!
I feel both the joy and the pain
of loving you.”
― Jocelyn Soriano, Poems of Love and Letting Go

“I touch this pen,
and I feel your fingers,
I hear a song,
and tears flow down my eyes.

Everything comes to life
because you have touched them,
but all the world is meaningless
without love.”
― Jocelyn Soriano, Poems of Love and Letting Go

“you were so unsuspecting but when i unwrapped you i found a golden ticket”
― Elle Michelle, hunger thirst nourish: poems

“i thought all apples were poisoned until you showed me an orchard”
― Elle Michelle, hunger thirst nourish: poems

“Wine should be pale like the lover’s face. Yellow, the color of suffering:
it should be mature and clear, bitter but sweetened with sugar.

-- Translated by Kayvan Tahmasebian and Rebecca Ruth Gould”
― Khaqani, Divan of Khaqani

“The sun that gives shade to all has no shadow of its own”
― Ritu Negi

“She is different...but she is smarter than their sisters...
She is the one rose of roses...
She is pretty and special flower...
It´s a rose of roses
She smiles...she take cares about herself...she has pretty voice...she loves herself...she lives forever...

It´s a rose of roses...”
― Angela L.E. Komorovska, POEMS: STORIES ABOUT GODDESSES