Beloved Quotes - Page 2

To be happy and beloved have a tender heart, blissful thoughts, and a non-judgmental mind.

We are all lost, so lost, vulnerable and insecure. We are separated from love at birth, we are separated from God, from each other. All we want, all we yearn for is to connect.

Kamand Kojouri

You are my Beloved, on you my favor rests.' It certainly is not easy to hear that voice in a world filled with voices that shout: 'You are no good, you are ugly; you are worthless; you are despicable, you are nobody- unless you can demonstrate the opposite.' These negative voices are so loud and so persistent that it is easy to believe them. That's the great trap. It is the trap of self-rejection.

Henri Nouwen

My BelovedKnow that my beloved in hidden from everyoneKnow that she is beyond the belief of all beliefsKnow that in my heart she is as clear as the moonKnow that she is the life in my body and in my soul

Jalaluddin Rumi

Violinists wear the imprint on their necks with prideFor they are the players of harmony.Pilgrims, too, wear the imprint on their foreheads with prideFor they are the conductors of unity.And Lovers? Why, they are made humble by the imprint on their heartsFor they are merely the instruments of rhapsody.

Kamand Kojouri

Break open your heart so that I may enter it.

Kamand Kojouri

My dear, please be careful.You no longer live only for yourself.You live for me as well.

Kamand Kojouri

I'm not here to grant you the extraordinary love you never had for yourself. I'm here, on my own accord, to love you. So that when you stare into my mirror eyes, you may see how extraordinary you are.

Kamand Kojouri

I couldn’t have dreamed you into existence because I didn’t even know I needed you. You must have been sent to me.

Kamand Kojouri

Why didn't you write all this time?Did you not remember us in a song?A dance?In the skies littered with stars?Did you not get drunk?Why didn’t you write all this time?Did you not remember us in a film?A book?In idyllic dusks and dawns?Did you not get high?It is good that you didn't.For all is well. I am drunk and dazed.I have already forgotten youand your bewitching ways.

Kamand Kojouri

Like a pair of old slippers,I feel comfort andwarmth as I slip into you.No, that is too crude.Like the match to the wick,I ignite when we touch.My counterpart andlife's purpose.Yes, as though I've known you my whole life.Every scar, every failurehas become an affirmationof what should be:You.Yes, as though I've loved you my whole life.

Kamand Kojouri

I've written you sixty-seven love poems.Here’s another one for you.But really, for me.These poems are the candles that I light with the fire you have ignited in me.I place this candle here and another thereso even if the stars have argued with the moonand are sulking away in a corner, you can still find your way to me.Sixty-eight poems now. What does the future hold for us?Joy? Disappointment? Gentle caresses? And subtle neglect?I hope the good is more than the bad. Much more. For what is the point of loveif by lighting these candlesour own flame loses its brightness?I know the good is more than the bad. Much more.I cannot wait to write you sixty-nine.

Kamand Kojouri

With you, I am. Without you, I am not.

Kamand Kojouri

Whenever you keep score in love, you lose.

Kamand Kojouri

The only path wide for us all is love.

Kamand Kojouri

I had been much more in love with my wife than she with me, that was all. Somehow, you were supposed to be ashamed of this, as though love were a perpetual jostling for the roles of pursuer and pursued. As if it didn’t take more courage to admit that someone held your hopes of happiness in their hands. As if it were a choice.

Amanda Craig

All I need to dois place my pen against paperand your lovewrites for me.

Kamand Kojouri

You see herand ascend into love. You become enchanted, a found madman. In your love,you lose yourself and become her. You were once without her, now with her. You still feel her and descend into love. You become enraptured, a lost madman. In your love,you lost yourself and her. You were once with her, nowwithout her.

Kamand Kojouri

My pain is there at his place but my lips start smile when i feel how she is happy and enjoying life with her choice.what you need more than happiness of your loves one.

Mohammed Zaki Ansari

Good for you. More it hurt more better it is. Can't nothing heal without pain, you know.

Toni Morrison

You are the love, the lover, and the beloved.

Debasish Mridha

Longing for love makes a woman beautiful and beloved.

Debasish Mridha

O my beloved! Wherever I am, I am with you always because you are always in my heart.

Debasish Mridha

Being creative, joyful, happy, and beloved are the ultimate purposes of a profound life.

Debasish Mridha

Our homes travel with us. They are wherever we feel loved and accepted.

Kamand Kojouri

The day arrived,when myriad teary rivers flow and the muted wind faintly died in his tears—an altar for the beloved one's departure,for sister-hood is no more,for her to adore!while pangs the beating world in a lamenting voice;their remembering loss of the 'one' they embrace most and when the crepuscule came like a phantom,the mournful,gathered birds swiftly flew in gloom.

Nithin Purple

My love, we can close our eyes but we cannot stop the sunrise.

Kamand Kojouri

They took my booksbecause my message was love.They took my penbecause my words were love.Then they took my voicebecause my song was love.Soon they’ll take myselfso nothing remains.But they don’t know that when I'm gonemy love will stay.

Kamand Kojouri

Love, the exotic bird, came and went.Heart forgot love.Joy, the majestic willow, wept and died.Mind forgot joy.Hope, the basement lamp, fell and broke.Soul forgot hope.Self, the anxious caterpillar, took flight and dropped.Self forgot self.You, my all, became all my reasons.Reasons left.You left.I never forgot.

Kamand Kojouri

My mind is being consumed by you.My body is longing for you. Just one touch or a kiss, And I shall be satiated for a thousand years.

Kamand Kojouri

You just wait.Soon, lovers all over the worldwill be reciting poems dedicated to you.This is my promise.

Kamand Kojouri

By loving you, I learn everything because your soul contains the entire universe.

Kamand Kojouri

Forget the face of God, and forget your own name is Beloved.

Ann Voskamp

Make no mistake about it. We are born blind, deaf, and mute. It is neither these eyes that give us sight, nor these ears that give us sound. It is not even these lips that give us voice. It is only love. Love makes us seek beauty and truth. Love yearns to connect. To experience. To understand. So close your eyes at once. Don’t utter a word. Perk up your ears and listen to that silent sound inside you where all this is found.

Kamand Kojouri

And there's you. You're just beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful, like nature. You have the trinity of beauty: a beautiful heart, a beautiful mind, and a beautiful soul.

Kamand Kojouri

I can sense your love,why leave me in darkness?Beguile me for your amusement,stealing my soul without kisses. You are the sun and I, the moon. Your beauty is reflected in my eyes.When we are apart, I am extinguishedin the blackness of these skies.

Kamand Kojouri

Does God knowthe number of kissesbefore we fall in love?Yesterday, I was nobodyand I believed myself important.Today,I feel my worth in you.You, with your emerald eyes and ebony hair,even your heartbeat is beautiful.You, who is my greatest joy,all other concerns vanish in your presence.You swallow timeand consume space,inspiring all my passionwith a single embrace.I love your existence.

Kamand Kojouri

What is this lovethat makes me see beauty,and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me?What is this lovethat makes me declare 'I love you'even though I uttered itonly a moment ago?What is this love that keeps growing even when my chest is soreand it hurts to love you any more?Tell me:How am I to find what this love iswhen it was the one to find you, me, this verse, and this universe?

Kamand Kojouri

I used to be lost in us. Blurred were the lines that separated us. But now, I see our togetherness in our separateness. I see the you in me and the me in you. We are two independent beings who complement one another like photographs that are beautiful on their own but are enhanced when juxtaposed, creating an altogether new photograph.

Kamand Kojouri

How is it that there was never youuntil there wasand then all was you?

Kamand Kojouri

The greatest thinkers have attempted to find who we are where we come from and why we are here but the greatest enigmas to me are how your hair is a lasso that captures the stars how your eyes are lakes that drown my doubts and how your skin is the sun bursting all at once. If I knew these answers I’d know everything for you alone contain the entire universe.

Kamand Kojouri

Knowing you,I became mindless.Having wasted previous wishes,I'm riddled with regretsFeeling you,I became hopeless.Adrift in chasms,I surrender to a caress.Loving you,I became love.My universe became love.Planets rotate on love's axes andapples fall to be near their beloveds.No longer a rationalist, I assert my existence with love. I love, therefore I exist,therefore I love.

Kamand Kojouri

I have no use for these other loves.Seal them shut in jarsand place them in the pantry. A reserve of love.Thank them for their love.They are so kind.Perhaps store them in the fridgeFor others to take.They say love is a panacea. I know it is not.Flakes of snow,no two are alike.When I am down on my knees, hopeless and angry,for the world no longer makes sense,I won't look in the pantry or fridge.It is your hand pressing on my shoulderthat makes me whole,makes me forget.What trouble? What world?

Kamand Kojouri

I write our names on the page.What of it, if the paper will be burned?I write our names in the sand.What of it, if the shore will be washed by waves?I write our names on trees that will be cutand benches that will be painted,but what of it?I will keep on writing our namesbecause in this world of ephemera, You and I are the only constant.

Kamand Kojouri

Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing.

Kamand Kojouri

If I could find someone who would love me to the extent I do, I would love her to the extent she could never love me.

M.F. Moonzajer

To Be One With The One Is Not For Everyone

Syed Sharukh

Take me when I'm wild.Take me when I'm free.Take me for meand I will take you as you want to be.

Kamand Kojouri

What happens when I love, you ask, does the world start making sense? No, my dear, it does not. But it won’t matter to you then.

Kamand Kojouri

By night, beloved, tie your heart to mineand let them both in dreams defeat the darkness

Pablo Neruda

I don’t know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don’t smile at you in the mirror.It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed.It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams.It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans —I didn’t get any sleep either.I really don’t know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at one anotherwhen it’s so easy for us to love.

Kamand Kojouri

Share yourself with me. I will never judge you. I am here and I will stay here only to love you.

Kamand Kojouri

Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.

Kamand Kojouri

I’m a winner because I always bet on you.

Kamand Kojouri

You are my favourite part of life.

Kamand Kojouri

Love isn’t blind. Maybe we are all born blind and love finally gives us sight.

Kamand Kojouri

I love you so much I want to share youwith yourself.I know you do not insist that I do, but I love you so much I want to shareGod with you.

Kamand Kojouri

Don’t say to yourself, ‘Everyone argues!’ to justify and normalise your fighting, when the most natural thing is to love.

Kamand Kojouri

If love weighs you downand casts a shadow on your lifethen it isn’t love.Love is light and makes you light.

Kamand Kojouri

Like freshly cut roses, I place life in a vase... of love.

Kamand Kojouri

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