Romantic Poem Quotes

“THE WEATHER OF LOVE


Love
Has a way of wilting
Or blossoming
At the strangest,
Most unpredictable hour.
This is how love is,
An uncontrollable beast
In the form of a flower.
The sun does not always shine on it.
Nor does the rain always pour on it
Nor should it always get beaten by a storm.
Love does not always emit the sweetest scents,
And sometimes it can sting with its thorns.
Water it.
Give it plenty of sunlight.
Nurture it,
And the flower of love will
Outlive you.
Neglect it or keep dissecting it,
And its petals will quickly curl up and die.
This is how love is,
Perfection is a delusional vision.
So love the person who loves you
Unconditionally,
And abandon the one
Who only loves you
Under favorable
Conditions.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“Everything I have become,
everything I will ever accomplish
cannot compare to my most
impressive feat:
I have loved you
fiercely
and
assiduously
with the very marrow
inside my bones. So that when I die,
they can crack them to find
you there. So that when I die,
they can open me up
and see your name tattooed
on the wall of my heart.
So that when I die,
my epitaph will neither
commemorate
who I was
nor what I did,
but will read:
“She loved.
And loved. And
loved.”
And so,
I smile now,
because
that is no
small thing.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Just like a rose, our love
unfolds itself with time.
From its beginning bud,
a blooming most sublime.
And with each passing year,
such sweeter scent it yields.
Come laughter or come tears,
more petals are revealed.”
― John Mark Green

“You just wait.
Soon,
lovers all over the world
will be reciting poems
dedicated to you.
This is my promise.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Love's Question "
And is this all true,
My ever-loving friend?
That the lightning-flash of the light in my eyes
Makes the clouds in your heart explode and blaze,
Is this true?
That my sweet lips are red as a blushing new bride,
My ever-loving friend,
Is this true?

That a tree of paradise flowers withing me,
That my foosteps ring like vinas beneath me,
Is this true?
That the night sheds drops of dew at the sight of me,
That the dawn surrounds me with light from delight in me,
Is this true?
That the touch of my hot cheek intoxicates the breeze,
My ever-loving friend,
Is this true?

That daylight hides in the dark of my hair,
That my arms hold life and death in their power,
Is this true?
That the earth can be wrapped in the end of my sari,
That my voice makes the world fall silent to hear me,
Is this true?
That the univrse is nothing but me and what loves me,
My ever-loving friend,
Is this true?

That for me alone your love has been waiting
Through worlds and ages awake and wandering,
Is this true?
That my voice, eyes, lips have brought you relief,
In a trice, from the cycle of life after life,
Is this true?
That you read on my soft forehead inginite Truth,
My ever-loving friend,
Is this true?”
― Rabindranath Tagore

“Gotta write a letter to you,
If you get a chance, do read it.
Don't know how long I can endure,
But if you get a chance, do read it.

They say, time heals all wounds,
But there is no treatment to my condition.
If you get a chance, come and sit by me,
With you by my side even death is salvation.

The world hails one a pillar, an epitome of strength,
But inside, one battles with apocalypse everyday.
Sipping poison like delicate wine, time after time,
A loveless fakir gets used to be used and thrown away.

Read me or rip me, it is up to you.
So long as the heart beats, I'm waiting for you.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Amor Apocalypse: Canım Sana İhtiyacım

“Love her for all she is,
Not just when she can please.
She is the crown of your life,
Not the fly of your jeans.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

“In love all of me is you, in love all of you is me. In love it's all messed up, the sweetest mess we could ever be.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables