Spring Love Poems

Sunshine dappled hazel eyes,
Crinkling with her smiles,
And locks like a candle flame flickering.

Hozier shirts and long, flowing skirts,
Gold jewelry and rings on her fingers,
Masterpieces painted...

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What blooms in the garden of time?
Love planted deep in morning soil,
Grace flowing like spring rain,
Hope is climbing skyward on emerald vines.

Between heartbeats and whispers,
Peace...

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The Male Belgium Blue
Spieciem #.0009-280
and Female specimen
Brown Swiss--290
( a deluxe wool Hat)
Swiss Maids Uniiform
west cotton that rots
but new she's a doll!
said Bisser Daned to have
the...

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Inspired by the beauty of Nature. I love roses. I hope you enjoy seeing them in real life somewhere and smelling their alluring scent. 

Pretty...

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Gather my dreams in your arms, as you would gather bluebells in spring,
in the soft, forest green;
Gather them gently... for soon, comes the fading...
like pale,...

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MY MEMORIES OF YOU.

My memories of you would I cherish and never will I let go of all the times that we spent;
For now that...

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How long will it take until I meet my love again?
Tired and alone, with a heart heavy as an ancient stone,
Without a shelter for the...

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When the seraphic spring departed it left for me
a posy of purple rose as dainty as the dew of dawn.
I placed it in the alluring...

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Beneath the veil, a mirror shines, divine and rare,
Like morning’s first soft light, a dream so fair.

How can mere words narrate this endless grace?
This timeless...

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These are English translations of Urdu poems by Faiz Ahmad Faiz. 



Speak!
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Speak, while your lips are still...

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In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its...

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Musings of Love in Mithila’s Thoughts

In weary times, when ebbing tides leave hearts forlorn,
I yearn to cradle dreams alive,
In the deep waters of your chest.

When...

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Your gaze gets caught in my beauty
as the pigments start to bloom.
The winter brings great cruelty,
but spring escapes from its tomb.

Elegant and alluring are my...

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My Heart is a Blank Space

A fertile ground where wilted roses
gain life and bloom—an evergreen
it becomes (the anchor of passion)
A beacon of romanticism

An emblem of...

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My Heart is a Blank Space

A fertile ground where wilted roses
gain life and bloom—an evergreen
it becomes (the anchor of passion)
A beacon of romanticism

An emblem of...

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