Saturday, January 11, 2025

Lost in Love, Found in You


Hey dear reader! Go through my poem, try to understand the emotional depths I have captured and give me your valuable opinion. Cheers 🥂 


I have fallen into the depths of love,
A love so pure, sent from above.
Swollen eyes that hold the skies,
Long lashes guarding truths and lies.

Your nose, a curve of perfect grace,
Your intellect—a boundless space.
Yet life has dealt its cruelest hand,
Deceived by those you call your band.

You stand so tall, though burdened so,
Carrying weights the world won't know.
And here I stand, a shadow small,
Terrified I’ll never match it all.

But how can I leave this love of mine,
This rare bloom in life’s hard line?
The first I’ve known, so raw, so true,
To leave you now—I’d split in two.

Yet I feel the pressure in my chest,
To build a life, to be my best.
Not for the world, but just for you,
To ease your load, to see us through.

But my past, it lingers, heavy and stark,
A path of failures, lost in the dark.
I’ve been broken, shattered, and bruised,
My direction unclear, my spirit confused.

Still, I try to rise, though fears persist,
For every failure tightens its fist.
I’m not extraordinary, not like you,
Just a woman trying to make it through.

Yet even in this storm, I know,
Your love is the flame that makes me glow.
I may be lost, but I won't lose you,
For you are my anchor, my guiding hue.

So I’ll fight the fears, the doubts, the pain,
To build a life where love will reign.
And though I stumble, I vow to prove,
That I am worthy of this love we move.

Stay with me, my heart’s first flame,
Together we’ll rise, despite the shame.
For love like this, rare and true,
Is worth the world—and all I’ll do.



2 comments:

  1. A beautiful poem, brings out the depths of love one has and portrays the constructive capability of pure love. Love is what makes us not only different but in some sense superior from other beings - "Ashraful Makhluqat". It is what fills us with goodness, happiness, strength, and other positive emotions. It gives us courage, willingness, power and hope. It is an outwardly thing. It is a success in itself. Love is what makes humans human.

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