Shaykh Zulqarnain

As though a dream that briefly lingers,
Falling for you felt like a flight of fancy,
An improbable yet stunning scenario,
But somehow, you infused my being with a palpable ecstasy.
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Amidst the whispers of the wind,
I speak to thee, my dearest friend,
With eloquence and poetry, I convey,
The love that fills my heart, night and day.
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In the realm of transient encounters, there she stood,
A luminary intellect I encountered but once, yet comprehended forever,
A fortuitous meeting in the corridors of time,
Where our paths converged, then diverged in rhythmic harmony.
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In the tapestry of life, woven with care,
The past whispers softly, its stories we share.
Yet, its sorrows and trials, they need not define,
For the future's illusion, it's the present that's mine.
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The moon and stars look down with anger and pain,
As they witness the agony of love's lost game,
And the sky above seems to taunt and disdain,
As if to say that love is nothing but a shame.
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Amidst shadows' tender touch, I've sought solace deep,
Longing for a haven where my heart could softly weep.
Why eludes that sacred abode, my soul's embrace?
Where have I wandered, lost in time and space?
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Amidst the city's vibrant glow, where dreams collide,
A symphony of souls, on this thrilling ride.
The night ablaze with electric energy,
We chase our passions, in perfect harmony.
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In the symphony where ardor takes its flight,
Our love, a beacon in the velvet night.

Heartbeats echo in a tender rhyme,
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Autumn, the season of vibrant change,
Where nature's palette rearranges,
Leaves of gold, red, and amber hues,
A symphony of colors, nature's muse.
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His clothes are plain, his ways are mild,
Contentment shines upon his smile.
No need to chase or impress the crowd,
At peace with self, his head unbowed.
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In a world of choices, where paths diverge,
I walk the road of wealth, my destiny to surge.
Cloaked in simplicity, I navigate the scene,
No frills in attire, my purpose keen.
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In the realm of emotions, where feelings reside,
A love story unfolds, with passion as our guide.
For the girl who has captured my heart's embrace,
I yearn to express my love, with sincerity and grace.
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In the still of twilight's grace,
The moon casts its tender embrace,
We soar like birds, unbound and free,
In this vast night, just you and me.
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In the realm of transient encounters, there she stood,
A luminary intellect I encountered but once, yet comprehended forever,
A fortuitous meeting in the corridors of time,
Where our paths converged, then diverged in rhythmic harmony.
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In a room replete with students,
All engrossed in their textbooks and pens,
Resides a solitary lad sans mentors,
Deprived of guidance when life's path bends.
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In a boundless world of marvels vast,
Where dreams take flight and hopes amass,
Unfolds a tale, both daring and veracious,
Of a wanderer's heart, in quest audacious.
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In a momentary rapture, my heart did soar,
As I peered into your eyes, so deep to the core,
Your caress, your kiss, so sweet and true,
In that very instant, I knew I loved you.
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In the still of the night,
I lie awake with my thoughts in a fight,
My heart is heavy with the weight of the past,
Memories of us, fading fast.
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Scars etched upon my flesh, an indelible trace,
A terrain of Rational agony I carry with grace,
Each one a stark reminder of a past affliction,
A wound that never fully healed in its conviction.
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