Beloved Quotes

“Love is only a recognition of our own guilt and imperfection, and a supplication for forgiveness to the perfect beloved. This is why we love those who are more beautiful than ourselves, why we fear them, and why we must be unhappy lovers.”
― Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg: The Letters

“To see you is to forget my name.
To forget this tight collar
and that delayed train.
To forget the conflict with the landlady
and the worry that my students won’t like me.
These trifles lose themselves
in the valleys of your brows
and the seas of your hair.

To see you is to forget my name.
To forget if it matters what I do
and whether what I do matters.
To forget who I think I am
and who I think I ought to become.
To forget every past moment
and unremember
every moment to come.

To see you is to forget my name.
To forget myself
and forget the world.
These trivialities drown themselves
in the dark eyes that stare back at me.
Because to see you is to see
you.
Only you.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“And there’s you,
with your purity and beauty.
You unyoke me.

We lie on the bed,
closer than a hand in a glove,
yet I still experience this distant ache.
I miss you even in your presence.

How did love find me
when I hid from it so masterfully?
How did love know when to strike?

I look into your infinite eyes
and can say nothing.
Because there, in front of me,
lies everything.
And you unyoke me.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Make me drunk.
Make me drunk, Beloved.
I crave your drink.
Break these thought chains
and tear these garments.
I crave your nakedness.
I’m speaking to you.
I’m speaking to you, Beloved
Take me to the depths of your ocean.
I’m thirsting for your drink.
I have followed the scent
of your intoxicating perfume
and having arrived at this altar,
I sacrifice my body for your soul.
Oh Beloved, make me drunk.
Make me drunk!”
― Kamand Kojouri

“And instead my beloved, luck sent you back to me colder than ashes, later than shadow.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Find me here,
said love.
I will wait for you
below and above.

I will wait for you
in the dark, in the light.
I will wait for you
in the day, in the night.

I have waited millions of years
and haven’t grown weary once.
All of eternity I will wait
though there's nowhere I haven't been once.

I have been in hearts and groins,
in the whole and the chasm.
I have been in birth and death,
in the fucking and the orgasm.

If you close your eyes, I am there,
in your nakedness, in your truth.
If you ask for me, I will come
in your age, in your youth.

Because I love you, lover.
And wish to be loved.
Find me here, said love.
I wish to be loved.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“How absurd is it
that when we are in love,
we divide the world into two.
One that holds our lover
and the other that holds
everyone else.
What is even more absurd
is that we live in that second world
and every day, we pass by strangers
who remind us of our lover:
how they are like them
and how they are not.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“You have brought me back to myself.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Fall in love with me
and I will immortalise you in my poetry.
Fall in love with me
and I will worship each of your lashes like Divinity.
Fall in love with me
and I will take you to the peak of explosive rapture daily.
If you haven’t already,
I dare you to fall in love with me.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“If your heart begins to carry burdens
And you begin to feel your soul benight

For you, perhaps, you may become heavy
For me, my love, you will ever be light”
― Zubair Ahsan, Of Endeavours Blue

“I succeeded when you tried to break me,
I spoke when you said noone would listen, I mourned you when you were alive,
I forgot you when you reminded me... and I found me when I lost you
~Bluenscottish”
― Bluenscottish

“I awaken by the heat
emanating from your body.
I wash the grapes
and eat the bad ones
so you don’t taste
their bitterness.
You place the bowl
on your stomach
and the cold
makes you squeal.
I smile.
You simper.
That is enough for me.

I come home
and eat my meal
in silence.
I avoid you.
Your hand takes the dish
I just placed in the sink
and washes it.
I rest my head
on the wooden table.
The dish is placed to dry.
There are no footsteps.
Then
a mouth kisses the nape
of my neck.
My head sinks deep into the wood
and my obstinacy drowns.
That is enough for me.

I write because
of you,
about you and
for you.
I will not perish
when you leave
for your existence
is enough for me.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“How strange is it
that our beloved
finds its way to us
in everything?
The orange moon,
a freckle,
the smell of coffee—
are all bridges
to the one we desire.
How does our beloved find us
in this way?
Or
are we the ones instead
who find our beloved in everything?
Our intense want of them
necessitates the nearness of them.
And so we seek beauty
only to be flooded with the beauty
of our beloved.
And we write ellipses on the page
only to be thrice reminded
of the freckle
below their lips...”
― Kamand Kojouri

“One of the difficult thing in life is that when a beloved one disappeared in front of your eyes and remained forever into your soul.”
― Kamaran Ihsan Salih

“Accordingly, the loss of the beloved one through a rival, or through death, is the greatest pain of all to those passionately in love; just because it is of a transcendental nature, since it affects him not merely as an individual, but also assails him in his essentia aeterna, in the life of the species, in whose special will and service he was here called. This is why jealousy is so tormenting and bitter, and the giving up of the loved one the greatest of all sacrifices.”
― Arthur Schopenhauer, Essays of Schopenhauer

“The clothes of time are wet
because he foolishly stopped
to witness your beauty
in the rain.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“These five words you utter
make the sun rise again:
“I’m going to come home.”
How is it possible
for one person
to be the sole reason for my existence?
When I hear you say these golden words,
the warmth spreads from my stomach
until it reaches my pulsating fingertips.
How is it possible
for one person
to be the sole reason for my ecstasy?
These five words your utter
are even more precious
when I’m holding you tight
and you whisper only four of them.
Because then,
I’m really home.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Sometimes one feels the need of a word more powerful than love, or at least one more exclusive to the love of one's heart.”
― Mary Balogh, Only Beloved

“To pray, that is, to listen to the voice of the One who calls us the "beloved", is to learn that that voice excludes no one. Where I dwell, God dwells with me and where God dwells with me I find all my sisters and brothers. And so intimacy with God and solidarity with all people are two aspects of dwelling in the present moment that can never be separated.”
― Henri Nouwen

“Oh beloved, I am in love—
with your presence within.

For, it sets me free of my past—
it keeps me in the middle of my heart.”
― Rafy Rohaan

“My beloved is only one; unfortunately, it is a little foolish, and proud, or maybe shy; however, it is a unique one.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“My beloved is all radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. His head is the finest gold. His eyes are like doves beside springs of water.... His cheeks are like beds of spices yielding fragrance. His lips are lilies, distilling liquid myrrh. His arms are rounded gold, set with jewels. His body is ivory work, encrusted with sapphires.... This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.”
― Talia Carner, Jerusalem Maiden

“My poetry has been engraved with your name
And my heart is by your memory scarred”
― Zubair Ahsan, Of Endeavours Blue

“Sirine puts a forkful of sweet potatoes into her mouth. The potatoes are soft as velvet, the gravy satiny. It is as if she can taste the life inside all those ingredients: the stem that the cranberries grew on, the earth inside the bread, even the warm blood inside the turkey. It comes back to her, the small secret that was always hers, for years, the only truth she seemed to possess- that food was better than love: surer, truer, more satisfying and enriching. As long as she could lose herself in the rhythms of peeling an onion, she was complete and whole. And as long as she could cook, she would be loved.”
― Diana Abu-Jaber, Crescent

“For the sake of beloved that so I fall into troubles
She is enamored of someone, she is also woeful, too.
Remedy of my sorrow, in her own suffering
When the doctor becomes sick, whom should he go?”
― Omar Khayyám

“You are always in the Love; And the Love is always in you.”
― Syed Sharukh

“Love, for beloved, cannot be exchanged as the money everywhere; it belongs to only the kingdom of beloved's heart. It is un-exchangeable.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Do not be a fool, nor deny the reality, that mostly between the lover and beloved; sex is the breathings of love.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Zachariah, mind the palace," Rachel told her beloved before bashing off across three times nine countries. "But DO NOT DO NOT DO NOT enter the lists. No fighting! No barney, mill, contest, set-to, turn-up, battle, match!”
― Emma Richler, Be My Wolff

“তোমার সাথে প্রতিদিন কথা না হলে,

মন আমার নরকের আগুনের মতন জ্বলে!”
― Md. Ziaul Haque