Poetry on love
This poetry on love is like a lesson for you, you will learn from it the etiquette of living in love and also the ways to go through migration and death. This is the first beautiful collection in which poems capturing every color, every mood and every feeling of love have been collected. Read them and share them with your loved ones. Find Urdu Poetry, Urdu Shayari & Ghazals by Major Pakistan & Indian Poets. Read Sad Poetry, Romantic Poetry, Love Poetry, Bewafa Poetry & Funny Poetry, Attitude , Tea Poetry
what is love:
It is said that if love is for God, it becomes worship, if it is for the poor, it becomes compassion. If it is for the sick, it becomes sympathy. It is a disgrace to be with a loved one and some say that the land of sorrows and the sea of tears becomes the valley of death and the end of life; but British medical experts say that failure in love destroys health and within which there is a break The process of rupture becomes a reaction. Man’s heart is broken, he takes the form of a withered flower. Despair becomes apparent, failed lovers prefer death to such a life and heart disease, circles around the eyes and body become thin. According to the poet, this situation is described as follows: “Look, this disease of the heart has finally done its job.” Is love really attractive or is it just a good idea to entertain the heart? Let’s not give up on such love that burns the heart and makes us cry.
Love
Love is not aware of its own awareness until the time of separation comes, love gives nothing but love and it takes nothing, except love it does not make anyone its property and no one Can be owned because love is enough for itself … Love is your reward,
One thing that comes to my mind is that when you love God, do not say that He is in my heart, but say that I am in His heart.
I know that there is no desire for love except for its fulfillment. However, even if love is done and it is also desired that some other desires and aspirations are also fulfilled … Then there should be the desire that (as I read and go)
You melt into water and become like a fountain that sings its song in the darkness of night.
You know the pain of immense gentleness
According to Khalil Gibran, you should be wounded by your mysticism about love and let your wounds flow happily, willingly and willingly.
I have read that love does not run away, there is peace, there is no river, there is no lake, there is no noon, there is no darkness, there is no fire, there is no light, to tell the truth, what is the truth It is not something that can be passed, it is not something that can be understood, it is something that can be known.
Love !!
In my opinion, the only way to appreciate it is to give your own interpretations of someone’s indifference at the moment when you like someone’s bad deeds. Love is the moment when you learn to endure, to be able to seize. Doing self-sacrifice seems like the most beautiful responsibility you have. You like to see someone, to see someone and to think of someone every moment, when you feel some hidden happiness in every moment.
It’s love, it’s nice to bow down to someone. If you learn the art of bending your heart from within, then I have read that this is a loving person, such a knowledge that after that anyone can learn the skill of loving. He can know what love is, subtracting himself, forgetting himself and remembering the other
I thought that whoever learns love learns then he doesn’t need any definition of love that love is “just” for itself. More
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