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Sanidhya Rai Feb 2019
Oh you lady, you glanced at my sight,
The might of your stare shook my stride.
A glance that my eyes craved for,
A glance that opened the window to the soul.
Way too shattering,
Yet ecstatic.

Oh you lady, you spoke in my mind,
The words that filled up my life.
A speech that sparked the light,
A speech that left me with troublesome nights.
Way too engulfing,
Yet enlightening.

Oh you lady, you touched my heart,
Left a lingering subtleness of your palm.
A touch that my heart longed for,
A touch that made it who it was.
Way too provoking,
Yet calming at par.

Oh you lady, you clasped your heart onto mine,
Showed me what love is which no one else could find.
A firmly tied thread through which I dangled,
Reality and serenity cast me into a fight.
Way too catastrophic outside,
Yet all gentle inside.

Love in my eyes,
Liveliness in yours.
Fathomless trust of yours,
My dauntless promise to be by your side.
Each stanza represents a segment of a love story: the first time two people met, their first conversation, the very first touch and a never ending sight of love and togetherness.

This poem depicts how a person like me fell in love, which is chaotic yet comes with a number of promises.
Hamed M Dehongi Feb 2019
Oh! Woe to the poor captivated lover
Being trapped in love, but beloved gone

Oh! The moment I'm sitting as tulip alone
In my heart's blood, she is gone as wind

The voice of ax didn't come from Bistoon
Shireen is gone to Farhad's dream tonight

Oh! I will inform you of my painful alas
The day my enormous patience finally gone

Pity lover that flew your grapevine hair
With a hundred hopes come, gone unhappy

I am happy you abandoned all my rivals
Although, you left me as fistful of soil to wind

Mountains and deserts are mournful tonight
Lovers as Majnoon and Farhad gone forever
- Inspiration from a classic Persian poem
- Shireen and Farhad is an ancient Persian love story
- Bistoon is a mountain that Farhad had to finish a tunnel to reach to Shireen but eventually died there
- Leili and Majnoon is an ancient Persian and Arabic love story
Your last words to me
Left like ending credits
Unable to grasp my attention
Long, detailed in darkness
Executed in thanks
You gave a long explanation
Why you had to go
Leaving a numb sensation
Does it hurt? I don't know.
What was your intention
To leave yet linger as though
To cause and relieve the tension
Like the last replay
Of my favourite movie
One I can no longer watch
Because it was the end of our story
Sonia Ettyang Feb 2019
It all began when a gentle heart fell for a wild heart. And as their walls grew thinner it became more crystal clear that; them meeting was more of an alignment than a happenstance. They were indeed two sides of the same soul.
©Sonia Ettyang
....whichever direction they each chose to follow was their own decided fate.
Gelz Feb 2019
I think
    maybe Shakespeare
  did write our story.
Because darling right now,
our love is a tragedy.
Elena Murphy Jan 2019
The waters are dark around me
im trying to fiind the light
Im trying to reach the top
So i can breathe
So I can see clearly
I am deep, so deep under
So wrapped up, in this current
So naive, I knew it
Im kicking, im trying hard
Hard to understand how,
How i let you get me so down.
So deep into my own head
But only able to breathe in your world
Only able to try and be everything, you could need.
The waters are dark around me.
The problems are over whelming and im stuck under.
Im trying to find the light
Im trying to reach the top.
I need to breathe.
Breathe in my own world. Be everything I need to be....for me
leeaaun Jan 2019
Our love story
is written
with blood,
that's why
it hurts.
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