#secretlove
roses are red
agapanthus are blue
i know this may sound cheesy
but i like you
accept my heart
it was always yours
please say yes
or my heart may be sore
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 7:31 AM UTC
My uncle used to tell me that the clouds would
get lonely so they would come to the ground
in fog form to hang out.
But now I think that the clouds
and the ground are secret lovers,
but everyone is against them.
The sky separates them
and the humans have terrible accidents
when they get lost in it.
Humans get lost in the thickness of their love.
There is no softer breath-taking kiss
than when the fog kisses the ground.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
Diminutive in frame and stature
defines him not, but instead enhances the
brilliance of his smile’s shine.
The golden flakes of honesty in his warm brown eyes
covey one vice that is captivation.
They hold hostage your most destructive thoughts
to instantaneously
replace them with the best; of
joy, contentment, and love-the best of him.
His high cheek bones define a mouth
so perfectly constructed.
They rise and fall like oceans’ waves with
every gentle gesture.
He thinks of love as a pool of chances
and illogically
he dives into the hurt he’s found himself in once
twice, no wait, three times.
But still, he never falters to give “chance”
just one more chance to prove he’s done what’s right.
Secondary comes his needs, in light of someone else’s.
The thoughts, “too tired” or “too busy” does nothing for him because
if someone needs help, you help them undoubtedly.
I have seen the coat that once
cascaded on his back give warmth to one
who had no coat
or smile
or joy
or light.
And for that one he lowered his head
to ask God for a favor.
I met this guy, this “perfect” guy when innocence consumed me
and since that day we’ve been each other’s confidant and comforter.
My love towards him supersedes that of a friend or
the best of that.
The truest thing I know is that when everyone one else
disappears to the mundane norms of life,
he will be there with me to cut through
the silence with rolls of laughter.
At what? It does not matter.
Because when I’m with him and he’s with me
there is a “we” that is formed and that “we” is captivates me
An infinite truth is that I will never stop
loving this young man.
He keeps my heartbeat steady so I
must exclaim the best of
joy, contentment, and love-the best of him.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 4:25 AM UTC
how does one go about expressing their love to a girl?
I've never felt like this about a girl, before
but everything - my heart, pounding and vulnerable and so impossibly fragile - now seems to depend on
her.
her laughter is like the colour yellow
and it turns my vision hazy every time
the expression she wears is innocent and unassuming
but those hazel eyes are white-hot fire
she's got this rosewood hair that floats around her, ethereal,
her hands are gentle, delicate
her heart is so full of love
her arms, filled with kidness
she turns the blood in my veins to crackling flames.
look at her mouth.
what can I say. how can I vocalize this kind of want. this kind of hunger.
I'd never tell. no, I'd never say a word.
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 12:36 PM UTC
Quite a friend,
Quite a lover.
A secret hidden,
To bound forever.
Was it wrong?
Was it right?
For me to belong,
For me to hold tight.
Such happiness,
To you I only feel.
Every caress,
Feels surreal.
Don't wake me up
From this dream.
But holy crap,
We're at the brim!
So hold firm
And don't let go.
Do you feel the same?
Let me know.
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 11:12 AM UTC
*Secret love, are you there?
Please take me away from here
Secret love, my escape
Will you take me far, far away?
Secret love, are you there,
Will you answer my prayer?*
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 8:18 PM UTC
This stranger
Was introduced by my cousin
While we were talking
His eyes were distracted
His mind was wandering
His eyes were looking at my cousin even for just few seconds
I knew they were mutually attracted to one another
I knew my sixth sense was growing
I couldn't be wrong
Besides, I have the experience 12 days ago
How can I forget that kind of look?
Only lovers know
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
In quiet corners where shadows sway,
I hide desires that dare not betray.
A secret world, a whispered ale,
Yearning for love, yet fearing to be free.
In the dance of veils and subtle signs,
I navigate paths where truth entwines.
A heart in turmoil, longing to confess,
Yet bound by silence, an unseen caress.
But fate's gentle nudge, and subtle signs,
Draws me from darkness, breaks the wall.
To face the light, to embrace the day,
Where hidden desires find their way.
In the tender gaze and fleeting touch,
I glimpse a world where hearts clutch.
To finally breathe, to finally see,
The possibility of you and me.
So let the whispers fade, the doubts subside,
As we unravel secrets we've tried to hide.
In this quiet revolution, we'll find our way,
Where love can flourish, and we'll finally abide.
Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 5:03 PM UTC
It was a forbidden love from long ago. Still whispering softly after years and years. It won't stop until it winds around again, dangerously entangling two lives separate. Her heart skips a beat, hasn't done this since years long gone past. What is this!?! She suddenly can't stop the fluttering, she smiles, remembering innocent tender embraces. His plump rosy childish lips. Hers. So similar they were bound by the laws of the universe to meet again, no amount of time or distance could keep them apart. Secret lovers, unbearably passionate that no one but they alone will ever understand. And she waits. Because she knows the power of this and the inevitable. She waits with a hidden smile of joy in her heart. Waiting for his words that will cover her body. They only need a quick glance, to know that yes! This does exist! A forbidden love that can only be allowed to entwine once in a pink full moon. To spare the heartbreak it would cost to others, and knowing that only this way would it ever feel like this any way, to meet more than once in a pink moon would destroy the pureness of this, thing. To remain hidden, known only to the two of them. But this passion makes them to better love the one who awaits at home. The rock at home that each needs to hang on to because to let their wild hearts go recklessly would break them forever. Break the rocks and these star-crossed lovers. Only once when a pink moon comes about, and the universe is forced to unite two hearts again in their strange entangled lives.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
Beautiful colors
Vibrant light
Dark shadows
Pain in the night
Long lines
Smooth as glass
Shards await
A looming crash
Lights beckon
Future promise
Sudden pain
Bleeding bliss
Secret words
Sight unseen
Another's intent
You must glean
Time slows
Breaking it's gait
Simmer alone
Enduring your fate
Beautiful spell
Shivering joy
Maturity lost
Happy boy
Words burst
Forcing their way out
Focused attention
There is no doubt
Emotional courage
Consumed with fear
Faith in you
But you're not here
Passion builds
Only to peak
Inevitable pauses
Not for the weak
Feelings ebb
Self-preservation
Love never dies
Winter's hibernation
Reality lives
In this different world
In our dark minds
We are hurled
In a new way
Love is defined
Held back
Our actions confined
Their face
You cannot see
Their words
All they can be
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
As midnight hit, I lay in the warmth of a near spilling tub.
Silence pollutes four steamed walls, echoes of pitter-patter
From the infant upstairs, distant voices from the movie
My mother watched in another room, an occasional drip
Of the hot tap, the scrape of ink across damp paper,
A slurp of tea between my lips, are the only sounds.
I should have been washing, instead I thought of your hand
Caressing a blade across my legs, your shampoo soaked fingertips
Tickling at my scalp, your mouth pinching kisses from my *******
Your eyes following soap suds descending down silky skin.
My chin rests upon my knee, tea leaks from wet lips
Staining a pale leg, dispersing beneath the surface,
The water browns, so I bathe in tea and sugar
The sweet stench unable to distract me from you.
Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 10:03 AM UTC
My feelings are stuck in my mind
If you have time to listen - be so kind.
You are unromantic is what they tell
But my heart knows no reasons why I fell.
You pass me by daily without a glance
A glimpse from you is one in a million chance.
My soul cries of craving for you - only you
Please Sir, hear my feelings oh so true!
Do not close the door of destiny on me
Open the ears of your heart and set me free.
I do not dare ask that you love me in return
Let me confess my emotions which brightly burn.
Love,
Your secret admirer
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 11:04 PM UTC
The last thing I ever expected
He asked me to be his girlfriend
I said yes
Do either of us know how to be a girlfriend and a boyfriend
Or does that even matter
I'm a secret of the night
He sneaks out of someplace after dark to sneak into me
He sneaks out of me at daylight and sneaks back to someplace else
How long will I or can I be a secret of the night
That's a secret he keeps from me
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
Soon the told stories will be jokes among others,
while the one that is kept soundlessly will be the story of only two,
not heard,
but remembered.
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 4:05 AM UTC
He looks at her lying there sleeping with a smile on his face
He shuts his eyes
Opens them and sees her beckoning to him
He goes to her
Takes her in his arms and murmurs sweet nothings till she is asleep again
He shuts his eyes
Opens them again and he's still standing there watching her sleep
He watches her as she speaks so animatedly
The light from the harsh fluorescent bulb hardly diminishes the angles, the planes, the beauty of her face
He watched the pleasure in her face turns to sorrow as she recounts her troubles
And as he wished with all his might that he could take her in his arms to comfort her
He shuts his eyes
And opens them
He goes to her
Takes her in his arms
Comforts her as she cries out her anguish
He shuts his eyes
Opens them again
And he's still sitting in his seat
Watching her pour her soul out
He's standing by the door
As she bids him goodbye
She saunters over to him
Hugs him goodbye
As she walked away
He shuts his eyes
Opens them
And hurries over to her
With a whisper as soft as butterfly wings
He says "I'm in love with you"
He shuts his eyes
And opens them again
He's still standing by the door
As she hurried away to her ride
With the words still unspoken
He lay down in his bed
Thinking about the day
As he closes his eyes
He goes back to dreaming about her
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
Perhaps unrequited love
is so much better than this--
This love behind bolted doors
and peppered with midnight trysts.
Drunk with these stolen moments,
you will never know my pain.
I’m just your ***** secret;
Maybe I’ve no other name.
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 9:58 PM UTC
I'm falling down,
down,
down;
And I know not where.
All I know is that
I'm glad you're here.
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC
I have a secret I wanna tell you
But how can I? if it's all about you
This feeling inside of me
Makes me wanna scream because of so much misery
I started to close my eyes
Counting 1,2,3
If you'll hear it, will you walk away from me?
Please tell me this early
So that I can fix my mind clearly
That the feeling that keeps on beating
Will be forever in my heart, hiding
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 11:54 PM UTC
Hard to keep,
Even harder to let go,
You know it's difficult,
Yet you you want to stay still,
You keep denying this feeling,
Yet you don't know when to give up,
It's neither that you measure how strong you've been,
Nor to test your ability to love,
You know these words so well,
Its strike your heart badly,
But nevermind when you get to see his smile,
Cause all that matter is his happiness,
Even if it has to take yours forever,
It's a voice inside your heart,
That keep reminding you of him,
Keep reminiscing the warmth feeling,
And before you realized it,
You had been fallin' in love with him secretly, deeply, and uncontrollably.
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 11:02 AM UTC
Secret love ...
and ...
with the strong passion ...
the picture painted ...
and heartbeats ...
do not stop ...
and the dream going on ...
so years ago ...
since that meeting ...
with the first kiss ...
lips got touched ...
and the hugs got hugged ...
to declared ...
about the volcanic eruption ...
to get the body trembled ...
with a hidden shivers ...
missed to that events ...
since they met ...
to begin then ...
the journey of memories ...
and feelings start it's craziness ...
to reveal about the love ...
which it was once hidden ...
to make the feelings ...
penning it desires ...
freely...
with no shame ...
to declare about this love ...
which it housed ...
the heart and mind ...
and the all nights of dreams ...
since that meeting ...
from that day ...
Hazem al ...
Sep 11, 2021
Sep 11, 2021 at 7:21 AM UTC
the best sin i've ever made
was falling for you.
falling for your big, brown eyes;
falling for the way you talk about a song you listened to;
falling for you —
is the best sin
i've ever committed.
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 4:00 AM UTC
There’s a siren wailing
And the man on TV
Keeps mentioning doomsday.
The newspaper headlines
All let us know it’s the end.
As the world crashes down
There is one comfort left.
I put on my favorite earrings,
The ones you bought me,
And you pull on your coat.
Taking you in my arms
Is all I have left,
So in this final evening,
This eleventh hour,
I bring you to dance in the streets,
To enjoy a final moment before
The show starts and the world ends.
I move in close to you,
And whisper my secrets in
Your ear, but my final secret
I press to your lips as
Our very essence is set aflame.
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
Some nights, I search for you under the covers
You are tucked away safely in my dreams,
Scaling mountains made of eucalyptus bark
Swimming in shallow plunge pools with breath taking views
And kissing in a queen sized bed
What makes one worthy of devotion?
You loved me as much as the moon loves the earth
Handwritten notes stained with kisses and tears
Stealing paper hearts and secret touches
Sacrifices and thoughtful gestures
The best strain of love
But my name can never accompany yours on a piece of paper
Is devotion given or is it earned?
Let me know how devotion feels
Dec 29, 2024
Dec 29, 2024 at 1:44 PM UTC
Surrounded by pastries and mugs.
A counter dividing us.
"What would you like" you ask
A table for two,
A bottle of wine,
To dine
with you
"A coffee" I reply with fuss
So I look bothered
Anything to cover,
to mask
The dream of making you mine.
Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 5:55 AM UTC
I want to forget but I can't
Not close but not out of sight
She also appears in the reflection of the mirror I can't talk to her though...
I hear her voice
I know she will never be mine
I don't want to love her but...
Love her forever,
Oh!! what a celestial love is mine.
Nov 3, 2024
Nov 3, 2024 at 10:17 AM UTC