Poetry

You had me at hello ❤️🙏🏼

Hello everyone my name Zaibullah
My age 21 & I'm single city kpk swat Matta

Sometimes it’s better 😔
to be alone; nobody 🥺
can hurt you. 💔

love is life life is wife wife is like like is right right is light light is white white is height height is night night is night as slight and wide too

Stop playing with my heart secretly.
You are an example of the pictures I drew in my imagination.

So how can I not fall for those mediocre eyes which will only be mine?
How can you take a chunk of my thoughts without my permission?

Unknowingly you took my imagination.
And now are you trying to open an exit?

How many more days should I wait for your tiptoes. Just tell me half of your thoughts.

Why don't you just take my hand, look at my eyes and forget about the world . See the world through my black shades which show only your reflection. No one else's if you let me.

Let's stay true to ourselves and forget the rest of the storms and fires.

Sometimes a lonely heart needs no promises,
Just someone who stays and listens in silence.
If your nights feel a little too quiet,
Maybe we could share a few words and ease the silence.
If this touches your heart, please message me. 🥀

When Tears Speak

When you’re feeling vulnerable, your heart about to break,
And you’ve carried far more sorrow than you thought your soul could take,
Let the tears fall from your eyes, let them lighten every load,
For sometimes tears are how the heart releases what it holds.

Tears were never signs of weakness, nor a reason to ever feel shame,
Sometimes strength is simply feeling, every ounce of hidden pain.
When the world sits on your shoulders and your smile is wearing thin,
Those tears become the quiet voice, of everything within.

But not every tear is born from pain, some overflow with joy,
With laughter and a happiness, no bitter word can destroy.
Some fall in moments so beautiful, the heart can’t hold them in,
When gratitude spills from the soul and tears are where words begin.

A heart that remains open, is never ashamed to cry,
It doesn’t cage its feelings, or demand a reason why.
For vulnerability can reach the places, guarded hearts may never know,
And sometimes courage is simply allowing, your emotions to show.

And to the men who’ve been taught, that their tears should stay inside,
That strength means staying silent and emotion must be denied,
Don’t let society convince you, that your tears diminish your might,
There is power in being human, not in hiding from the light.

Your tears reach far deeper, than the feelings you conceal,
For sometimes what the tongue can’t say, a falling tear will reveal.
And if another made you cry, while your heart masked all the pain,
Remember wounds from careless words can leave behind a lasting stain.

So be careful with your words, don’t let them cut another’s life,
For the tongue can leave a wound that penetrates deeper than a knife.
Once spoken, words can’t be retrieved or gathered back again,
And long after voices disappear, their echoes can remain.

Never underestimate your tears, or those upon another’s face,
For every teardrop holds a story that our eyes can’t always trace.
A sorrow left unspoken, a burden hidden out of view,
A thousand silent feelings held within a single drop or two.

For tears belong to all of us, through happiness and pain,
Through hearts that break in silence and hearts that laugh again.
They fall through love and longing, through gratitude and goodbyes,
Each carrying a language understood only by the eyes.

And when you’re feeling lost and all four walls are closing in,
When you don’t know where to turn or even where you should begin,
Lay your head upon the ground and let your guarded heart unfold,
Pour your tears before the One who knows the stories left untold.

For when the world cannot understand the tears you cannot hide,
Allah knows each silent ache and every feeling locked inside.
He knows the tears that never fell, the pain you struggled to explain,
The whispered du’as in the darkness and the heart that called His Name.

So let your tears fall in sujood when words no longer come to you,
Pour your heart out to the One who knows each hidden part of you.
For whether tears are born from joy, from gratitude, love or pain,
The One who sees each teardrop knows the story that remains.

Never see your tears as weakness, or something you must disguise,
For the heart speaks its deepest truths through tears that fill the eyes.
So let them fall through joy and grief, through every silent fight,
For tears do not diminish strength, they bring your truth to light.

And when the world tells you to hide them, remember this instead:
Some of the strongest hearts are the ones unafraid to shed.

Attraction gets your attention.
Conversation keeps it.
Character makes you stay.

Maybe love isn’t about finding someone new,
But finding the one who makes the world feel less blue.
A gentle soul, a loyal heart, a hand to hold through time—
Perhaps somewhere out there, your heart is meant to rhyme with mine. ❤️

I’m not searching for perfection, just a heart that feels like home,
Someone to laugh with, grow with, and never feel alone.
If fate has written our names somewhere along the way,
I hope we find each other before the pages fade away. ❤️