jab bhi hogi baat,
mujhe batla dena
main tumhe bithane aaunga,
apne dil mein, sar-aankhon par
tum meri ho, tum mujhse
door na ho jaana
main ashq pilaunga tumko,
jazbaat bhari har baaton par

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the world called me far from where you are,
but in my thoughts, your image always stays
and now, with open heart, I write from afar,
hoping you’ll accept my honest 'n loving praise
how often, my love, does curiosity appear,
and join two souls who hadn’t met before?
wish to know your highs and lows my dear,
listen to your laughter, and tears to explore

with the pen in hand, I try to gently show,
the special things, love, I notice deep in you
to write your spirit as the wildflowers grow,
with these little words, feeling closer and true
will you, o' sweetheart, read these lines I send,
do let me know if I have the joy to please
and maybe, in our convo, two hearts can blend
in the quiet of love, our hugs comfort, and in peace

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Upon this soft and tranquil eve,
When silent stars begin to weave
Their dresses of celestial light,
I find your words, so kind, so bright.
What is this mystery, this art,
That stirs the quiet of my heart?
A trembling verse, a whispered tune,
Affection budding, yet so soon!

We wade through waters still and deep,
Where secret yearnings gently sleep.
Your words, like petals, drift to me,
As fragrant as the lilac tree.
So in the hush of every line,
yours and mine, meanings shine
A poem written not by chance,
But born from this, our tender dance.

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You are a painting, never quite finished,
A masterpiece touched by the gentlest light,
Where every stroke, with passion undiminished
Glows softly in the quiet of the night.

You are the music my heart keeps playing,
A sweet, unending melody and true,
Each note a dream that lingers, never fading
A song that breathes and dances just for you.

Oh, take these feelings, simple, deep, and tender,
Like morning dew on petals fresh and bright
And let them bloom in verses sweet and slender,
Woven with love in golden threads of light.

For you, my dear, are both the art and artist,
A love, no time or distance can divide
The fire that burns within me, warm and brightest,
My endless muse, my joy, my heart’s own guide.

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it goes without saying your eyes might tire,
looking for me still, to darkness they retire
the grind of the time well spent missing us,
we finally met, the morning's greeting us

words like wildfire does always spread,
emotions entwined like sandwiched bread
you see your poetry induced my lines,
getting written automatic like shrubs 'n vines

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every syllable you utter,
becomes my spell
every shimmer you share,
becomes my glow
every spark you ensnare,
becomes my light
every emotion you feel,
becomes my flow

o' fairy o' love, o' dear o' dove
i swear you've deprived me of words,
o' sweety o' mate, there is no debate
we are spot on, bae we are love birds

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she doesn't want to wake up no more,
she lifted the veil between realities
she dreamt of a land of emotions,
she shifted her stream to humanities

she studies in the university of oceans,
her ocean is made up of salty tears
she chose to stay nearby all through,
her emotion is made up of lofty tiers

while I unpack my collection of words,
she waited eagerly to read my vows
as I lied dormant, the shore of her seas
I'm sure she'd love the wees and the wows

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never leave,
he adores you just too much o' love
you're his sieve,
you filter out his emotions onto you
you should be,
in contact with him through thick & thin
it's us, you and me
been looking for you where've you been

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yes he does,
he misses the silence of her speech
no he doesn't,
not without hoping to have her beseech
maybe he would,
come be his canvas he's ready to pour
know he's yours,
for he might just crave for you more & more

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the meadows of your smiles,
calling me away from myself
the breeze of your fragrance,
stalling me frozen, my love

the emptiness of the miles,
spent walking without you
surrendering to thy reverence,
like I've been chosen, my love

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