The most beautiful poetry in love

love

A strong emotion that possesses a person when he feels in it, and controls his emotions, feelings, and emotions. In this article, we present to you the beauty of what was said about love.

Love poetry

• Letters and kissing paper

I have five fingers on one hand

I see them all equal in reverence

When you touch your hands.

• Look Newton in your eyes

To know that gravity has no law.

• When time stops

The world ceases to exist

Know then that I kissed your forehead.

• And if you decide one day to leave a lover, do not leave him a wound

Whoever gives us a heart is never worthy of us instilling an arrow in it.

• However long it takes

And no matter how broken the days

Whatever life takes me

No matter how much love tortures me, no matter how much I get hurt

No matter how humiliated people and life

No matter what happens, nothing will change in my heart, even though you are

You hurt me, but I honestly love you.

• we dated

To be together for life

To make our love beyond imagination

To write our love story everywhere

To wash our hearts from the river of torment.

• If I can baby

Let's spread something of your aroma

between the fangs of time

Perhaps one day he will wake up and give people safety

If I can baby

I made morning from your eyes

In a stream of tenderness

The joys of life are woven into a garden

A person does not realize her fault

And made the idols of existence temples

People's longing flows... believing in it

If I can baby

Let's spread your smile that

A day when sins and wounds were forgiven

And gathered all the people around her light

To realize the meaning of morning

If I can baby

For the branches of your hair planted an oasis

And made it a house of pilgrimage for the crowds

And made the night of the earth a fountain of candles

And erased from the face of semen ghost tears.

• If your love was

In the heart is normal

Because he was bored with too much repetition

But the most beautiful thing I've seen is our love

This madness, and the many dangers

Sometimes he tweets

In the meekness of a child

when we see it

As a mighty genie

He never rests and never rests

The sun is shining and the rain is behind it

Sometimes it comes devastating with its flood

And it comes receding without excuses

don't like me..

This volatility is at the core of his character

Madness is the nature of rivers

As long as you loved my love

Learn to play with fire

Sometimes love extends our lives

• The moment of silence was speech..

Between us

A language he does not understand in existence

Sewana

It is the alphabet of those who love

and those who bleed

It is the pronunciation from the pupils of the eyes

We are all in love

We are all in love

The fingerprint of love is not the same

between loved ones

until they are

With the same innocence

the same purity

The same madness.

• your face

This open book is beautiful

When I see him in the morning

He carries me coffee in his smile

And apple blush.

• I came in enough branches and snaps

Between the ribs and roses tables

I carry warmth with the flames of torches

And my mouth chanted a tune

From the groans of wickedness

We met and put a smile on the face of the fighter

We scatter joys from the sweetest orchards

on all forums

back

Cares and shovels behind me

When I meet you, all worries are fleeting

I see hours as few moments

• Our words of love kill our love

Letters die when they are said

rule in love

• Happiness is born from love for others, and misery is born from self-love.
• Isn't love nothing but madness that penetrates the heart whenever it wants and withdraws whenever it wants as well?
• It takes a great deal of love to dare to speak the truth.
• The problem with great love is that its owners start out beautifully and end in misfortune.
• Love sums up all our many demands, so we are satisfied with a smile or a touch on the tired face.
• Love is blind and lovers do not see the foolishness they commit.
• I have no doubt that love is the least reason for guilt, and the most justifiable reason for seeking forgiveness.
• How strong is love really, and how can it survive in a country where the smell of death does not leave.
• If you ever use love as a beginning in a useful sentence, you will surely forget the news forever.
• Because when a person loses the shining jewel of love, he does not imagine that he will be happy to find it again.
• Love has nothing but that blind lust or this sighted lust, which is the highest of its colors.
• Love is the only real adventure in our lives and that is why we love.
• Love is very delicious, but we borrow it from usurious illusion funds, and pay it back with double pain after a while.
• Patience is still our medicine, and love and hope will remain our crutches.
• Love and tenderness alone will always be the antidote to fear and confusion.
• Love hurts more, love is more painful, love is a knife whose blade is always fiercer and more painful.
• Life is nothing but love, and love is born only from forgiveness and forgiveness... Forgive and forget.

poems in love

From the beautiful poetry that was said about love, we chose the following for you:

Beirut, love and rain

Nizar Qabbani

You choose the place..

A cafe, inside like a sword in the sea

pick any place..

I surrender to the sea pelican in your eyes

It comes from the end times

When it rains in Beirut..

I need some tenderness

So enter into my water-soaked coat.

Get into the fleece sweater.

And in my skin.. and in my voice..

Eat from the grass of my chest like a horse..

Hagari is like a red fish.. from my eyes to my eyes

From palm to palm..

Draw my face on the top of the rain and the night,

And the crystal of the shops, and the peel of the oaks..

They made love to me.. under thunder and lightning..

And the rhythm of the gutters.. Give me a home in the gray fur coat..

Crucify me between your breasts as Christ..

Baptize me with rose water, myrtle, and elderberry perfume

Catch me in the fields.

On top of the broken paper, hold me in full view of the people.

Reject the era of the sultans, reject the fatwa of the Majazib.

Scream like a wolf in the middle of the night...

I bleed like a wound in the breast..

Give me the splendor of the feeling of death.

Blind delirium..

When it rains in Beirut..

My sorrows grow branches, and my sorrows have two hands

So go into the wool sweater.. and sleep

We are under water, O palm tree of my soul.. two palm trees..

I don't have a clear decision in my mind.

take me wherever you want...

Leave me wherever you want..

Buy me newspapers today..and pencils

And wine... and smoke...

These are all the keys.. I lost you..

Walk towards the wind and coincidence..

Walk in the boats that have no names..

love me a little..

Break the traffic rules a bit.

Just give me your right hand.

Your arms are safe.

Love in Beirut does not have maps.

No, no, love has maps in my chest.

I am looking for an apartment that is covered by sand.

Look for a hotel that does not ask lovers for their names.

Keep me up in the catacombs that don't have them..

Unsung and statement..

You decide where..

Love in Beirut is like God everywhere.

Love in Granada

Ghada Samman

Knocking his head anxiously at night,

It slipped out of his face and set fires in the memory

At midnight in Granada…

And I went on the train of gypsies and guitar...

To pluck the moonlight for you from the treetops,

I write a hundred postcards for your eyes...

buddy album,

Prince of night flight, amazement and secrets.

When I remember you, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

With all that ancient love walled in silence,

I write to you in ether above the wind,

And I write the sweetest letters of hidden love to tear them apart!

underline the most delicate,

Fingers of thorns for a body of barbed wire.

Like you, I don't believe in love at first message.

emotional conquests over a phone call,

But I know we met centuries ago,

In these Granada hills surrounding the Alhambra,

And here I am, outside of time

A soul seeking your pet breath.

Listen to the chatter of the nylons and the violets about us,

And the living water in the fountains of the “corporal paradise” narrates like a storyteller

The story of our Andalusian love, and the trees eavesdrop on the water's lead

the naked,

I am thriving to meet you

After centuries of wandering about between ages and women...

In the old days, it was our first meeting.

At that time, we were gentlemen reveling in glory.

We do not beg for travel visas at the gates of aggressive continents.

Here we meet again outside of time and space.

I contemplate you, your eyes black as Chinese ink,

I dip my alphabet into them and write this postcard for you

Granada.

And the night screams: “Oleh!”

Love disease

Abdel-Waseeh Al-Saqqaf

If a heart humiliates its owner, it will be trampled

And love is humiliation, and father is a feeling

Don't buy someone's love even if

He attained perfection and was idolized by people

The love of the seducer is a scourge, my friend

Qais suffered, and Firas complained

How fond of mocking narrators as he is

His breath was short of breath

Shame on men if they love their tears

And their pride in the vices of dress

If it were not for the dignity in the souls, they would have surrendered

Ghanaians have their hearts and forget

My friend, I am amazed at our situation

In their love, our hearts are impure

We go with joy, optimism before us

And we cry from despair behind us

Bring Madame and do not blame me that I

In love with Layla, how much the cup healed me.

love about

Abdullah Al-Faisal

I spent on my love, I spent on my friend

And you were the one I used to show my ulna with

You doubted my sincerity and disturbed our peace

I also suspected love that grew up in my cradle

So you chose to eliminate love and passion

With what you came of doubt and what you wanted after

You want me to confess our love

And I reveal what I used to hide and not reveal

And I am not one who is satisfied with the night of slander

Not being deceived by the mirage of the promise

I have something that refuses to be deceived

If the heart is aroused, you will see me as a soldier

And I have a love that sanctifies her love

And my loyalty is what reminds me of my covenant

If the night contained me, I showed my pain

And teaches her a sergeant star on Sahdi

I'm talking to him and the pains are emptying my junk

With what I have from Gram and found

Do not blame me, for I am

Can carry the burden of passion alone

And you left your riches that you pledged

And if it is in your richness, O Ghadati Saadi

And I hid in the bowels the fire of my youth

Even if this is the source of the darkness of the grave

What comes after this doubt is hopeful love

Nor after this doubt in the link what works.