A True Lover Feels Like A Flower Poem by Mohammad Younus

A true lover feels like a flower,
Reaching out with unseen hands of fragrance,
Bridging unspoken distances,
Speaking to hearts without words or voice.

When love is left unreturned,
He offers a quiet smile—
No sighs of sorrow, no murmurs of complaint,
Grace blooms silently upon his lips.

Like a flower plucked from tender roots,
Or petals crushed beneath careless feet,
His essence lingers—a forgiving embrace.
Though torn from the soil
And placed among strangers in a distant bouquet,
He carries the memory of belonging.

Severed, he dreams of connection,
Yearning for the unity of all things.
Even in solitude, he blooms inwardly,
For a flower knows it is part of the eternal garden.

So, be a true lover—offer still
Your silent gifts to a world that may not see.
Trust that the fragrance you release
Will find its way back to you,
A quiet testament to love's enduring truth.

MyKoul