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“If not love, what?”
― Rob Liano

“Reflections in the heart are more pronounced than those we view in a mirror.”
― Dixie Waters

“Why can't you be my forever thought,
Why can't you be my forever house,
Why can't you be my forever sight,
Why can't you be my forever sky,
Why can't you be my forever light,
Why can't you be my forever reason,
Why can't you be my forever,
Why can't you be my,
Why can't you be,
Why can't you,
Why can't,
Why.”
― Aiyaz Uddin

“Let me love you!

Let us tend to our life like a flower,
Tender, beautiful, without any conflict,
Let us fill our senses with this flower,
And put an end to every emotional conflict,

Let our feelings be like the sunflower,
Always thinking of and staring at the Sun,
Let us radiate with the beauty of the sunflower,
And allow our love to be our everlasting Sun,

Let my every feeling rush towards you,
Like the waves rushing to the shore,
Then let me sink into you,
And no more shall I ever seek any other shore,

Let me be the song of the Summer joys,
The song of happy brooks, the tender fluttering of flowers,
Let me lend you all these Summer joys,
And in you create my gardens of love and beautiful flowers,

Let me share all my secrets with you,
Like the wind that shares hers with trees, flowers and everything,
Let me feel every part of you,
And like the wind, cover you, your shadows and everything,

Let me be the Moon that shines every night,
Mild, faint, subtle, light; yet bright enough,
To let me see you everywhere even in the darkness of the night,
And in the day under the Sun too, because seeing you forever is not enough,

Let me be that every reason that makes you happy,
Then glide gently across the territory of your mind and heart,
Let me be this feeling that always makes you feel happy,
And then my love Irma, l shall let my feelings be a part of your heart.”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“When I am with you Irma

Life is an experience of learnings and undoings,
A ceaseless cluster of moments adored and detested,
But for lovers it is all about love and its choosings,
Where the heart investigates the feelings against which the mind protested,

A pursuit that never ends,
A cycle of feelings always in a state of motion,
For what the mind dislikes the love smitten heart often defends,
Only to prove that lovers have its own notion,

About life, about time, about reality and about dreams too,
They somehow can enslave time and bend the reality,
Whenever a lover says, “my darling I love you!�
At this moment of serenity, time gets installed in their lives as the patron deity,

And reality begins to please them in all possible ways,
As these lovers live in this self made reality,
They do not yearn for anything, not even new days,
Because when in love, life is like the Summer rose, a life of beauty and perfect austerity!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“Love and time

It was as if time had gone on a vacation,
At least it was not there where I was now,
Because there I could not feel her sensation,
So it was a world without her beauty, thus a world without love,

Time appeared to transition from one moment to another,
But I could not feel its presence,
For a while I thought I was in a world, that was some other,
As my heart did not experience life’s romance,

In her absence time appeared to be on a vacation,
The world seemed to have come to a sudden halt,
Without her, world’s charms had lost all their traction,
And I wondered whether it was my or time’s fault,

Everything and everyone moved, and life happened just like any day,
But to me somehow time appeared to be somewhere else,
Because it felt it was not here today,
And maybe only her presence can convince me it is false,

Maybe time has drowned in the past,
Forgotten somewhere in her infinite memories,
And my mind still recreates only moments from the past,
And convinces the heart to keep beating for the sake of her old stories,

Or is it that the present is an illusion of shadows,
Shadows from the past, her and my past,
And the present only from this past borrows,
So I am in this illusion of timelessness cast,

But whatever it might be,
Whether time is here or somewhere else,
She, her memories; are intact within me,
And my every heartbeat still says, there cannot be anyone else,

So, there is no need to seek time that has vanished suddenly,
Because I have installed her memories everywhere,
And now time has left me in my peaceful corner knowingly,
So I believe, time is somewhere else, but not here, not here,

And my love Irma, let me escape with you into this corner,
Where time has no business,
And just be your lover,
And let that be my only business,

For time will then lose its pride, someday, in that somewhere, where it has fled,
And it will offer us it's rarest gift of eternity,
Because my love, a rose by its own thorn is never hurt or bled,
So instead of time, we shall live in the love’s sanity,

Where time serves no purpose,
Because everything exists for everything,
There life offers no fake pose,
It is then that love becomes a true virtue and not just a thing!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak