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Jay Jun 9
It’s often said that men must stay strong through even their darkest battles. But what’s forgotten is that strength still lives in hands that tremble when reaching out for help. Women are told to remain soft, as if softness alone could prevent pain. Yet, when forced to pretend they aren’t breaking, time and time again, they begin to fracture, leaving behind sharp edges. Everyone hurts, even in languages they haven’t learned to speak. I’ve been offered love before, never whole, but in pieces people were willing to share. They loved the version of me that smiled easily, the one who folded herself small to fit neatly into their comfort zone. But I don’t fit. I never have. I test people, pull them from the safety of what they know into the wild of what they don’t. I don’t want love that arrives with a rule book. I can’t follow a checklist forged as care. I want to be truly seen. I want my scars to be tended to, without needing to be justified. I want to speak when I’m ready, and still be chosen in the silence. I want someone who stays when the hope is gone, when the quiet stretches too long, when I’m more tangled than anyone should ever be, when the walls I built to survive start to collapse. What even are humans without love? Just husks, souls trapped in bodies carrying stories no one will ever read. Screaming into a silence we’ve mistaken for normal. I don’t want a love that turns my bleeding into some symmetrical artwork to be analyzed. I want someone who sees the mess of my mind and doesn’t flinch. Someone who hears the tremble in my voice and leans in closer. I want a love that fits mine, not perfect or polished, just real. Just present. One that calms the noise I carry. I don’t want to earn love through performance. I want it returned, not earned, not bargained for, just given. Freely. Fully. Unconditionally. I need someone to hold me like I’m everything, especially in the moments I feel like nothing. That’s all I’ve ever searched for.
Arna May 21
A place where silence is understood,
Joy is shared,
Love is endless,
And you're never a burden—
Only someone to be cherished.
That’s the family we all dream of.
Not everyone gets it,
but everyone dreams of it—
a family that understands your silence,
spreads joy without reason,
loves you beyond measure,
and never lets you feel like a burden.
An ideal family is not just a blessing…
it's a rare kind of magic.

Getting a loving family,
Who understand your troubles without telling…
Who make efforts to spread happiness…
Who loves you more than you do…
Who feels you as their responsibility but not a burden…

An ideal family : Dream of every human being!!
A family that feels like home—where love needs no words and you're never a burden.
JAMIL HUSSAIN May 14
What a reflection of my soul your heart must hold,
In its depths, my spirit’s secrets are unrolled.
Like a river that winds to the farthest shore,
Your love calls me home, forevermore.

In the quiet of your gaze, the universe lies,
The stars themselves speak through your tender eyes.
Your heart, a sanctuary, where time does cease,
In your embrace, my soul finds peace.

The world is but a shadow, fleeting and small,
But in your love, I find the truth of it all.
Your touch, a balm to my restless mind,
A haven where my spirit is entwined.

What a reflection of my soul your heart must be,
In your love, I see all eternity.
Boundless and pure, like the eternal sky,
Together, we soar, where angels fly.

For in your love, I have found my place,
A home in your heart, a sacred space.
What a reflection of my soul your heart must be,
A mirror of my dreams, forever set free.
In the Sanctuary of Your Love 14/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Makes a house a Home
Woman, Wife Mother, for Life
Greatest of all LOVE


Inspired songs;
1) Let It.Be
By The Beatles

“Let it be” is an universally relatable message
Many interpreted as the warmth and peace of unconditional love from a mother.

2) You’ll Be In My Heart (mother)
By Phil Collins

3) Song For Mam
By Boyz II Men

Free Verse /Modern
Haiku
A modern haiku, like their traditional counterpart are short, focused on a single, a vocative moment or experience.
They often use strong imagery to create an impression on the reader.
While the 5 – 7– 5 syllable structure is often considered a starting point for traditional haiku modern haiku, poets are often experimenting with different line lengths and syllable counts. According to the haiku foundation and the poetry foundation. Traditional haiku have to do in nature..
While other types deal with human nature. It can be confusing, identifying the different types of haiku without, The poet.
Haiku is a wonderful expression of poetry.
English haiku differs from Japanese haiku as the language gives a different syllable count.
I call this poem a modern haiku in that it is using the theme of human frailty instead of nature,
even given the option of a different line syllable length as a traditionalist fundamental structure should not be altered.

Three lines
syllable count
5-7-5
5-11-2025 Mother’s Day
"would you still love me if I was a worm"
she asked him
"of course" he replied
"how would you show your love to my worm self"
she inquires
"I would buy you an incubator and fill it up with moist dirt"
"I would feed you every day"
"I would pet your little worm self"
"I would talk to you and tell you what's happening in life"
"I would tell you all the office drama"
"I would keep your incubator on my nightstand so you can sleep next to me at night"
"so, yes, I would love you if you were a worm"
true love looks different for everyone
here's what it looks like for me

good morning and good night texts
listen to me when i can't stop talking
hold me when i can't find the words to express myself
tell dumb jokes to make me laugh
accept me for me
laugh at my dumb jokes
write poems for me
understand that i need lots of cuddles
and that sometimes i can't stand being touched
don't pretend to be normal, be your weird self
dance with me in the rain
love me unconditionally
accept that i am not a boy or girl

if you love me hard and show it
i'll love you hard and show it
hope i find someone like this
Wondy Apr 11
You're Here
You're here with me
Still there
Even when we are in silence
Even when we are bored
Even when we are sad
Even when we are mad at each other
Even when we fight
Even when we hate each other
You're still here
And I will
Trust me, I will
I will be with you
Forever
And ever
I love you
And I always will
I will love you unconditionally
A poem for my sisters
because no matter what, you're always here,
and I always will be too.
Zee Apr 1
You called me darling, a name just for me,
A love so pure, as deep as the sea.
No matter how busy, you always found time,
To play, to laugh, to make life shine.

You brought me chocolates, a sweet little treat,
Never once letting me feel incomplete.
No wish was too big, no dream too far,
You moved mountains to gift me the stars.

Through sleepless nights, you held my hand,
When I was weak, you’d help me stand.
If I was hungry, you’d go without,
Your love, unwavering, beyond all doubt.

In my darkest hour, you were my light,
A guiding star burning ever so bright.
With every answer, with every care,
You made me fearless, beyond despair.

People call me strong, they don’t see,
That you were the one who built that in me.
No man, no force could bring me down,
For you made me a queen, deserving a crown.

But now you're gone, and I feel so alone,
The one love I had, the truest I've known.
The world feels empty, cold and wide,
Without you standing by my side.

Yet, deep inside, your strength remains,
In every heartbeat, in every vein.
Though I can’t see you, I know you’re near,
Whispering "darling," calm and clear.

So I’ll stand tall, though my heart may ache,
For you gave me a strength no one can take.
And when I falter, when I fall,
I’ll hear your voice—your love through all.
I don’t wish to close my eyes
while you sleep.

I don’t wish for time to slip away
while you smile.

I wish to fall asleep by your side
if one day it rains.

I love your white essence,
and also your dark one.

I love when you give yourself in parts,
and also when you give yourself completely.

I love your tenderness,
and also your hardness.

A tiny body,
but a soul of greatness.

A dark past,
but a radiant present.

A deep toughness,
but an incomparable kindness.

A little shy,
but of immeasurable courage.
I wrote this text addressed to the universe months ago. When I gathered all my poems together, I realized that this person had arrived. The universe had granted my wish.
umar farooq Mar 10
Seeker, tell me— what is gold to one who sees only silver?

Am I the fool for trading, or is she blind to balancing silver with gold?

Even knowing this, still, I throw my gold upon the scales— because love is a gift, not a debt to be repaid.

But heed this, Seeker— love is not a bargain; it is a mirror. Only love must redeem love.
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