Love Poems
Verses for love that doesn't fade with distance.
Rather than chase a single romantic moment, these poems trace how love shows up quietly over years - in a well remembered fondly, a shared childhood that stays tender long after everyone has moved on. For love expressed in classical form, see our Ghazals.
In the garden of my longing,
you are the rose that blooms at night,
your fragrance fills my quiet hours,
your beauty breaks the morning light.
I have known the taste of summer,
the whisper of a winter's thaw,
but...
There is a language beyond speaking,
a word that lives behind the eye,
that passes in a single glance
between two hearts that wonder why.
You speak that language without meaning,
and I receive it without thought,
two instruments in...
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We walked the shore in evening silence,
the moon had laid a silver road
across the ocean's dark and trembling
surface, endlessly bestowed.
Your hand found mine without intention,
the way a wave finds sandy shore,
and in that touch...
I did not know the world could tilt
upon a single moment's hinge,
until I turned and there you stood
and something broke along the fringe
of everything I thought was certain,
every wall I'd set in stone,
fell like...
Life Poems
In a box beneath my window
lie the letters never sent,
full of words I meant to offer
and the silence that I lent.
I wrote you in the small of morning,
when the world had not yet woken,
when...
When the years have bent our shoulders
and the autumn finds our hair,
when the garden we once tended
needs a gentler, slower care—
hold my hand across the table
in the ordinary light,
hold my hand through every morning...
The rain came down as it always does
when I think of you—
as if the sky has read the chapters
of everything I never knew
to say, and now says gently,
in its long, unhurried way,
that missing you...
A loyal friend does not arrive
with fanfare or a flag,
they simply show up every time
and carry half your bag.
They do not keep a tally,
they do not hold a score,
they are there before you call...
We laughed at nothing in particular,
just the fact of being there,
the way two people who have found each other
learn to breathe the same air.
Late nights that stretched to morning,
stories we have told a hundred times—...
Hope Poems
The test of friendship is the silence—
whether it sits easy or grows tense,
whether you can share a quiet evening
and leave it full of good sense.
Some friendships need the constant filling,
the chatter to keep distance out,...
They didn't ask what they could do,
they simply came and brought the food,
they sat beside me in the dark
and matched me where I stood.
They didn't need an explanation
or a breakdown of my grief—
they just...
We grew up in the same soil,
drew water from the same deep well,
our roots entangled underground
in ways that only roots can tell.
The years may take us to different places,
the winds may bend us differently,
but...
Not every road is a road you choose—
some roads just choose you instead,
and sometimes who you find beside you
matters more than where you're led.
We didn't plan this friendship,
it simply started walking with us one day,...
You see in me what I cannot see—
the courage that I call just luck,
the strength I call survival,
the grace I call getting unstuck.
A friend is not a flatterer,
they see the truth of what you are,...
Mother Poems
There is a chair that holds the shape of you,
a hollow where you used to be,
the room still hears your voice in corners
and in the silence left for me.
Gone too soon—that phrase says nothing,
it is...
When it rains I do not need to explain myself
to anyone—the sky has done it for me,
it pours out what I cannot put to words,
it weeps with democratic frequency.
There is a comfort in the rain's not...
I keep the words I didn't say
in a room inside my chest,
they rattle in the nighttime hours
when everything else is at rest.
I should have said: I love you more than this,
I should have said: you...
I did not know it was the last time,
the last time would have looked like any day—
there was nothing in that ordinary moment
to suggest you were already on your way.
We said the ordinary things,
we parted...
I was surrounded but alone,
which is the loneliness that cuts the most—
not the empty room at midnight
but the crowded room where you're a ghost.
Every laugh around me was not mine,
every conversation closed before I came,...
Short Poems
Grief is a winter with no fixed end date,
no forecast, no reliable spring,
it comes and goes by rules you didn't write
and refuses to answer to anything.
Some days it lifts for hours at a stretch
and you...
