The night comes after the day to announce the beginning of rest, calm, and tranquility. God created the night for rest and tranquility. The Almighty said: “And We made the night a covering for you,” and here in this article you will find talk about the calm of the night.
Talk about the silence of the night
- I wasted my life twice, once before I met you and the second when I no longer met you.
- My love, you didn't know how to see your love starting to flow in my blood, and you, my life, lived inside the artery.
- The stars of the clear sky and the birds of love that surround us will testify to us that I do not and have never loved anyone but you.
- I drank love from your cup, and the taste of roses with your breath, because you are tortured by your feelings, and I am in love with you and are in love with you.
- Except, my sublime love, I met you in my first days, come and renew my dreams, you see the heart of passion awake.
- When time stops and the world separates from existence, then know that I kissed your forehead.
- At night, the sky adorns, and at night the moon increases in its various shapes, reflecting the sun's light with obvious shyness, and gradually fading away, leaving the stars in its place.
- The night is the sign of God, which carries within its folds the healing balm for wounded hearts, the sinkhole of distance from Him.
- The night is heart, soul and tear.
- When my soul stops loving your soul, my pen will stop loving letters and kissing paper.
- The night is a mirror in which you turn your eyes, so that you may find yourself on its page as God created you, a weak human being, in need of him at all times.
- In one hand I have five fingers, which I see as equal in reverence, when they touch your hands.
- It is the night and our conversation was spiritual, and our hearts embraced and souls jostled and breaths undulated, and it stayed in the bosom of your heart. Oh me, teach me how the night is an oasis for our lives. And the smile of your gap, so love falls on the world, O I am wandering in you, embrace me, because I am a different woman, I cannot separate you, and because you are my love, I cannot wait for you, and because I am a woman, I am jealous of you from your clothes, and because you are my love, I crave your connection, and because I am a woman who planted you inside me with love, to shower you with love and tenderness, come oh I, I am waiting for you.
- If Newton looked into your eyes, he would know that gravity has no law.
- O night, I stayed awake for a long time, and the stars asked me about my news, I was still in my loneliness, I conspire with her, until the breeze of magic walked in you, while I was swimming in a world that appeared to my eyes, a story in which I read pages of my grievances, between a past that left me nothing but a memory of my imagination that does not disappear, and hopes that were depicted for me in tomorrow They met a lover to a lover.
- I close my eyes to see you, to see your spectrum around me, to draw thousands of pictures for you from today for the sake of these eyes. I will stay up. I will wait for the moon. Is it possible that you are the most beautiful? More beautiful than you will appear to be my love, the moon of my darkness, for the sake of his eyes, I have the right to watch.
- The eyes have a language that only lovers can understand, and there is silence in it when they start to speak.
- Go to someone else whose name was the moon, do not ask me who is yours, I will not tell about him, do not be sad, I will say, but I will not increase, he is the one whose love blooms and enlightens the heart, listen to my heart, do you hear about my love for him, he will tell, do you now know who the moon is .. do you I knew that my heart had sailed.. Could you draw pictures for him?
- The most wonderful thing may be to feel love, but the most beautiful thing is to feel the one you love.
- We crossed love and its paths and formulated the magnificence of its style, a written love story, and we became a title for passion.
- Love is the warmth of hearts and the tone that lovers play on the strings of joy and the candle of existence.
- My love, when I sleep I dream that I see you in reality, and when I wake up I wish to see you again in my dreams.
- The night is the garden of thought, and a deep sea in which the daughters of ideas swim, and the mind is cured of its sickness and fatigue.
- How difficult are those nights in which I try to reach you, reach your arteries, to your heart, how difficult are those nights, how difficult are those moments when I search for your chest to hold my head.
- The night is the meeting of the servant with his Lord in the most wonderful moments of the life of this world, which gives it some meanings of its beauty.
- My love, longing for you always kills me. You are in my thoughts and in my nights and days. Your image is engraved between my eyelids and it is the light of my eyes. Your eyes call out to my eyes. Your hands embrace my hands. Your whispers delight my ears.
- O my beloved, is it possible that distances separate us and groans unite us, O who possessed my heart and my joy, O who adored you and possessed my world?
- The night is a song beloved to the human soul, which returns to us with serenity every day.
- When the night draws its black velvet curtains, and the moon kisses swaggering in its silver cloak, and the birds go to their nests embracing their young gently and tenderly, and silence creeps with its confident footsteps, calm prevails the globe, human eyes sleep reassured, and my eyes sleep disobediently. O moon, let us conspire, narrate to me the fairy tales of love, so that I may fall asleep between your hands, for I am tired of human hands, and the moon has taken you as a friend, and only the Lord of the wilderness separates us, for you, O moon, do not know treachery, and we are generous with treachery.
- We forgot all our pains and remained two with us. Nothing but longing brought us together without abandonment or deprivation.
- We knew love and its secrets, wrote its most beautiful poems, sang on its strings, and sang melodies with love.
- There is stillness at night, and stillness is rest, and at night the wind whispers, human whispers and hair curls, and at night creatures celebrate the joy of black stillness.
- On the path of passion we came from the first time we met, everything in us changed and we lived the joy of time.
- In the quiet of the night and the stillness that we resort to every night, our sorrows and painful pains gather, cries of tears of painful memories. We hope to forget those sorrows and sail together to the world of love and reassurance, for our hearts are tired of the torment of despair and surrender.
- The moon and love: when they are not increasing, they are decreasing.
