The sun ascends... then bleeds into night,
Rain tells its secrets, then slips from sight.
Darkness lifts—dawn carves its line,
Dawn dissolves—stars drift, redefined.
Twilight lingers, half-dreamed, half-true...
The world exhales—and so do you.
In winter’s clasp, I chase the sun’s last breath,
In summer’s blaze, it trails my every step.
The seasons pivot on time’s slow wheel—
This is how love turns, this is what we feel:
A forever moment, too vast to reveal.
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Author:
Mottakeenur Rehman (
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- Published: June 14th, 2025 12:51
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Comments4
This poem is so nicely worded and diverse in its scope. A lovely read
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Associating nature seasons and there cycle with the cycle of love, enjoyed the read
So many feelings pop up as I read through this. Good stuff mateπππ»
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Most welcome, friendππ»ποΈ
A unique poem comparing nature to love. Well written and thought up with good verses, imagery and rhyme. Nice job.
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