Words of love

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Love is considered to be a person’s feeling of an internal feeling that comes from the heart and affects its owner when he sees his beloved. There are many sayings and poems that talked about love and described it in all its sad and happy aspects, and in this article we will mention some words and poems that express love.

love words

• If love were words written, my pens would run out, but love is souls that are given, so is my soul enough for you?
• As long as separation is the other side of love, and disappointment is the other side of love, why isn't there a holiday for forgetfulness in which postmen strike work, phone lines stop, radio stations are banned from broadcasting emotional songs and we stop writing love poetry?
• What a woman is asking for now is not a knight as we think, nor a man who will provide her with everything, as Shakespeare says, nor a wall to lean on, as people like us say. She is capable of everything on her own, without a knight, and without a man, but she is unable to love alone. Love is a law that connects Here it is This man, whether he was a knight or a child, a woman's food is love, not money, nor knights, nor men. This is what a woman wants, nothing more.
• I thought of giving you my life and discovered that it was yours, so I wanted to give you my heart and found it to be your home, but as for my eyes, excuse me! It is the path to my hope, but I will give you something that most people cannot! "Fulfillment".
• Love is destined for disappointment, because it is born with lofty dreams bigger than its owners, because it needs to surpass them in order to be love!
• Your name passes over my ears, I drown in a sea of ​​tears, and if time separates us, I melt and my wax goes out.
• In the life of each of us there is a person like a needle, if he touches you, it disturbs you and hurts you, you may scream at him and he may make you cry if you find him, so hold on to him well because in the end you will realize that he was sewing for you what you tore in yourself.
• Love asks the woman's permission to enter her heart, and as for the man, it breaks into his heart without permission.
• O woman who holds the heart in her hands, I ask you by God, do not leave me, do not leave me. What would I be if I did not love you very, very, very, and I refuse from the fire of your love to resign, and can one who is in love resign... I do not care if I leave love alive, and I do not care if I leave dead.
• In one hand I have five fingers, I see them all equal in reverence when they touch your hands. My life was wasted twice, once before I met you, and the second, when I no longer met you.
• It is beautiful to plant a rose in the garden of the one you love, and the most beautiful thing is to put love in the heart of a person, in whose eyes you alone are the most beautiful and sweetest angel.
• It is nice for someone with you to exchange feelings and feelings with you, and what is even more beautiful is for this exchange to last. It is nice to hear someone with you call you my love in your presence, and it is more beautiful to hear that he called you in your absence.
• It is nice to play the role of tenderness to win over those with you, and the most beautiful thing is to win over those with you madly.
• How difficult are those nights when I try to reach you, reach my veins, reach your heart, how hard are those nights, how difficult are those moments when I search for your chest to hold my head.
• 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.
• Oh my love, is it possible that distances separate us and groans bring us together, you who possessed my heart and my joy, who adored you and possessed my world?
• Would you believe me if I told you that beauty was created from your eyes...when I saw you!
• My love, when I sleep, I dream that I see you in reality, and when I wake up, I hope to see you again in my dreams.
• When my soul stops loving your soul, my pen will stop loving letters and kissing paper.
• I loved you until the love stopped at your eyes, I loved you until every drop of my blood said that I adore you, I loved you until the eyes shed tears of fear when I thought of your distance, I loved you until I forgot, my whole life and you became my life.
• I adored you, and I made my decision, to whom should I offer my excuses? There is no authority in love that is higher than my authority. The opinion is my opinion, and the choice is my choice.
• My tears are running down my cheek, missing me, and my luck is inclined to write with a flowing pen. I love you by all means.
• I love you, when the streets are washed with tears of rain and when the clothes of the trees become copper-colored.
• Love is a look, a look is love, love is a whisper, a whisper is love, love is life, life is love, because I love you sincerely from my heart, I accept my overflowing feelings, from the depths of my eternally loyal heart.
• The sun shines on your voice, I wish the heavens closed quietly to stop time, As you go with a heavy load on your shoulders, Quietly I wish I follow you on the path of danger.
• Do you know, my love, that you do not come to my mind because there is nothing I can think of except you? I do not love you, but I adore you and love you, and if you are absent from me, I will not be sad because I will die if you move away from me. I, my love, did not live for you, but rather I will die for you.
• Life has two tears, a tear of meeting and a tear of separation. If days do not bring us together, dreams will bring us together. If dreams do not bring us together, memories will bring us together, and their splendor is hope and meeting. If your ship docks on the shore of memories, make me one of its passengers.
• Between fate and destiny, there is a cemetery in which half of human feelings are buried.
• When we love, our feelings are linked to fear. We fear loss, we fear separation, and we fear fate even more.
• The man is a piece of paper on which is written (I hope for attention), and the woman is a piece of paper on which is written (I hope for respect); So take care of your husband and he will respect you, and respect your wife who will care for you

Poems about love

As grass grows

Grass grows between the joints of a rock

We found strangers one day

The spring sky was composed of stars and stars

I was composing a love paragraph.

For your eyes.. I sang it!

Your eyes know that I have waited so long

Summer also waited for a bird

And I slept.. like an immigrant's sleep

An eye sleeps and an eye wakes up...for a long time

crying for her sister,

We are lovers until the moon falls asleep

And we know that hugs, and that kisses

Spinning nights food

And that the morning calls my footsteps to continue

On the trail a new day!

We are friends, so walk beside me, hand in hand

Together we make news and songs

Why do we question this path to any fate?

walk us?

Where did we get our feet from?

Suffice it, and it suffices you that we move on

together forever

Why do we search for crying songs?

An old poetry collection?

And we ask, our love ! Does it last?

I love you, the love of caravans, an oasis of grass and water

And love of the poor loaf!

Grass grows between the joints of a rock

We found strangers one day

We will always be friends

Nizar Qabbani's poems about love

• As long as you are my green bird

My love

So God is in heaven

Ask me, my love

What is the difference between me and the sky?

The difference between you

If you laugh, my love

Forget the sky

• Love, my love

A beautiful poem written on the moon

Love is written on all the leaves

Love is engraved on

Bird feathers and raindrops

But any woman in my country

If she loves a man

She throws fifty stones

When I fell in love

• I changed

The Kingdom of the Lord has changed

The darkness began to sleep in my coat

The sun rises in the west

Oh Lord, my heart is no longer enough

Because whoever loves it is equivalent to the world

So put another one on my chest

It is in the space of the world

• You still ask me about my birthday

So record what you don't know

The date of your love for me is the date of my birth

• If the genie comes out of his bottle

He said to me: At your service

You have one minute

You choose everything you want

Made of rubies and emeralds

I would have chosen your eyes without hesitation

With black eyes

With clear, rainy eyes

I never ask my Lord

Except two things

To protect these eyes

It increases my days by two days

To write poetry

In these two pearls

• If you were my friend

At an insane level

I threw away your jewels

And you sold your bracelets

And it fell asleep in my eyes

I doubt to heaven

I doubt to heaven

How could you, how, could you summarize?

All women in the universe

Because the words of dictionaries are dead

Because the words of the Makatib are dead

Because the words of narratives are dead

I want to discover the way of love

I love you without words