I. Union
Not merely hues that mirrors hold,
But twin flames, bright and stark—
When two souls meet in light’s accord,
They etch love’s ageless mark.
If faith endures, unswayed by time,
Like rivers carving stone,
Their gaze will weave a silent vow
Where heaven claims its own.
II. Doubt
But if life’s spring gives gold to eyes—
And nothing more—what then?
Can beauty’s veil, unlit by truth,
Conceal the flaws of men?
What crown wears love that hears no voice?
What throne for speechless grace?
Can hands that never learn to clasp
Still build love’s dwelling place?
III. Ruin
Behold the Taj of dream-dust raised—
Now broken by the wind:
A monument to love unshared,
Where echoes drown, unpinned.
For love must hear the lover’s voice,
An answer, soft and sure—
Else all its spires, though crowned in gold,
Fall prey to time’s obscure.
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Mottakeenur Rehman (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Love is not just felt—it must be spoken, shared, and sustained. Beauty may inspire it, but only truth, faith, and mutual effort can preserve it. Otherwise, even the most majestic love stories become ruins lost to time.
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A most beautifully written poem and it is the meter and its flow combined with the rhyme that this poem gets my fave
Thank you and much appreciated🙏
Hey there! Now this applies to all aspects of life an living. We shall not be lost to time because of this; not if we can help it! 🙏🏻🕊️ Faved 🤩
Thank you so much for your compliment🙏
Most welcome, friend 🙏🏻🕊
Like a child it should be nurtured, fed, protected and be encompassed in honest and truthful care and compassion in order for it to thrive, enjoyed the read
Thank you very much..Much appreciated dear🙏🙏
You are very welcome
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