Short Deep Poems About Love Novels & Stories

"Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning, and unquenchable." – Bruce Lee

Andrew aggrievedly replied, "He deliberately triggered me, saying he loved you and you loved him. So I fought him, and he made me a bet. He said he would transfer you all the movable property in his name before he went to jail if he lost." I frowned. "Nonsense! I don't love him. I love you!" He did not love me either. If he did, I would have felt it. Andrew chuckled and kissed me. I asked again. "What if you lose?" "I won't lose." I then remembered that he had spent the last two years practicing martial arts every day. I pulled up another text from my phone. "What about this one?" Andrew laughed slyly again. "I agreed to his bet. I said I would transfer all my assets to you if I win."

I smiled gently at Linda and replied, "No point in asking questions without meaning." Linda remained silent for a long time. Finally, she looked up and said to me, "Lewis, I truly loved you." I scoffed and turned away. The three words "I love you" are only beautiful when you're in love. Otherwise, they're the most useless words in the world.

I guess, eternal love is not a thing, just temporary love, as normal life is short, and you must live it to the fullest. THE END

” , Now his questions started frustrating me, so I shouted loudly interrupting him “Because my soul shivers just by chanting your name, because when I touch you my breath finds its depth, because your thinking is enough to stop my heartbeats, because your touch is enough to purify me, because you are my whole world, because I can kill anyone and even die for you, because I can't think my life without you, because I can hardly think beyond you, because I am extremely possessive towards you, because I love you”, I expressed everything in one breath which left him with a shock that he left my hands and waist after which I walked out of washroom with rage only to realize that in feet of rage I e

Aarif said holding her hand in his and looking at Shayari who stared at him silently Shayari wanted to jerk his hand off but she did not because it would leave a negative impact. Shayari only nodded her head in response and Aarif smiled a bit and left from there. Wo zehar hai kya Jo kisi ki Jaan na le jaye Aur wo Ishq hi kya Jo kisi ko Dard na de jaye ~Ankita Ghosh (what kind of poison is it if it does not take anyone's life? And What kind of love is it that does not give pain to anyone ) Shayari recited the Shayari (a kind of poem) she read somewhere a long time back.

(don't) I wanted to apologise for the short chapters lately, just been so so busy But I promise you all that would soon change ,I'll probably post like 2-3times a day So just bear with me for a while okay? And if you liked those poetries I posted and searched for days and night (I just googled it but what the heck) Here are is one I found you'll really love Fragment of a Ballad by Elizabeth Siddal Many a mile over land and sea Unsummoned my love returned to me; I remember not the words he said

Mujhe aaj bhi yad hai jo pehli mulakat humari thi, Dil mai kuch to hua tha jab teri nazar mujhse mili thi. I write this poem long time ago but i still remember its every single word. Because it shows our love. Ishq kya hota hai yeh pehli bar maine jana tha, jab taron ki chav mai pyar ka izhar humara hua tha, Chand tha gavha us chandni rat ka... Chand tha gavha us chandni rat ka.. jab tere labon ne phli bar mere galo ko chuma tha.

The old man spoke seriously, trying to convey his message across. “Yet, for those whose lives might seem short lived to others, the time they’ve spent embraced in affection and love is a lot more worthwhile. Love shows them what it truly means to be alive, it makes them feel special because they were loved, all within that short timespan they’d dubbed as blissful.”

For me you are just ordinary, not a romantic figure Not a single poetic figure When I'm by your side I feel comfortable When you go there is a little miss that fairy For me, you are a friend, a friend in times of joy and sorrow Your presence makes me smile, all tiredness and confusion in the chest are gone You are a simple person, face the day with a smile 1000 prayers for you my love, healthy body, healthy also your sustenance Choose you with prayer, string hope with bismillah Wading together, getting to know each other from time to time, both in joy and in sorrow Love poetry will not be able to say, love poetry will flow by itself. SINTIA