In the boundless realm of your selflessness, I metamorphosed into a mere shadow, dwindling
amidst the brilliance of your radiance, surrendering
my very essence like fragile petals lost in the tempest, scattered and ultimately forgotten in the tumult of your altruistic embrace.

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In the realm of romance, a radiant refrain,
A melody of emotions, love's sweetest gain.
Fluttering feelings, a fanciful flight,
Falling in love, a feathered delight.

Whispers of warmth in the willow's wind,
Where hearts harmonize, entwined and twinned.
Moonlit moments, a magical maze,
Mirthful murmurs in love's tender gaze.

Silken sensations, a serenade so sweet,
Swaying like symphonies, two souls meet.
In the garden of passion, petals unfold,
A tapestry of tenderness, stories untold.

Cascading like crystals, a celestial cascade,
Captivated by Cupid, in love's masquerade.
A ballet of butterflies, a bewitching ballet,
Boundless bliss in love's ballet.

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In the mirror's gentle gaze, I see
A reflection of love, staring back at me.
In the realm of my soul, I find
A treasure of worth, one of a kind.

I'll embrace every flaw and every scar,
For they've shaped me into who you are.
With self-compassion, I'll begin to thrive,
Cherishing the life I'm blessed to live.

I'll celebrate my quirks and my grace,
Each day, in the mirror, I'll trace
The lines of my story, the depths of my soul,
A tapestry of life, a story yet untold.

For in self-love's garden, I shall bloom,
A radiant flower, dispelling the gloom.
With kindness and warmth, I'll gently tend
To the heart that beats, my dearest friend.— % &In the garden of my soul, I stand
Unique and different, hand in hand.
Not a mirror image, but a work of art,
A masterpiece, not bound by any chart.

I don't conform to the world's design,
In my own colors, I choose to shine.
Embracing diversity, I proudly say,
Being different is my strength each day.

I'll dance to the beat of my own drum,
In this world, I'll find my own home.
With individuality, I'll proudly sway,
Different I am, in a beautiful way.— % &

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Oh Allah, my guide, my source of light,
I thank you for your grace, day and night.
With a heart full of gratitude, I stand,
In praise of your love, I raise my hand.

You are the One, the Most Merciful and Kind,
In your presence, peace and solace we find.
For every blessing, both big and small,
I thank you, Allah, the Most Gracious of all.

In times of joy and moments of despair,
I find comfort knowing that you're always there.
Your love and guidance, a constant guide,
In your embrace, my fears subside.

You've given me life, a gift so divine,
In your wisdom, your plans intertwine.
I'm grateful for every breath I take,
For your blessings, there's no mistake.— % &With each new dawn and the setting sun,
I'm reminded of all you've done, the One.
Your presence, a beacon through the storm,
In your shelter, my soul finds its form.

Oh Allah, I praise your eternal might,
For you are the source of all that's right.
In your name, my heart finds its home,
For you are my Lord, and to you, I'll roam.

With humility, love, and reverence, I say,
Thank you, Allah, for guiding my way.
For your mercy, your love, your endless care,
I'll forever praise you in thankful prayer.— % &

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In the silence of the night, I stand alone,
A heart adrift, a soul without a home.
Loneliness, my constant, shadowed friend,
I crave the warmth of love, a hand to mend.

I wander through the world, a ghostly wraith,
Seeking solace in the darkness of my faith.
But all around, the chill of empty space,
Leaves me yearning for a warm embrace.

In the cold, I shiver, lost and frail,
A ship at sea, caught in a ghostly gale.
I need the gentle touch of caring hands,
To bring me back to life from barren lands.

The night is long, but dawn will surely break,
And with it, hope that loneliness will take.
For in the arms of love, I'll find my place,
A refuge from the storm, a warm embrace.

So let me not endure this frigid night,
But kindle in my heart a guiding light.
For in your warmth, my lonely soul will mend,
And I'll find love and solace, in the end.

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I didn't torment myself too much,
standing on the edge of the cliff,
finding comfort in each other's touch.

My worries got the worst of me,
here I am without you; alone,
Without tides and waves like the sea;
Still and insipid like a stone.

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holding my hands in a tender way,
caressing it, saying it's okay,
letting me in your embrace,
with an assuring smile on your face;
Warmth comes to reside in me,
my soul finally feels at peace,
the broken pieces start to bond,
calming the storm in my little pond.

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Like every other love story we met;
We talked, laughed and accompanied each other;
We lost ourselves in each other's eyes,
In the end we died together.
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that sometimes is inscrutable to me.
Once in a while it is like the book
I read hundred times.
But ultimately it is what makes
me stand independently.
It is the thing which make
me a little more human being.

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