Love Poems About Urdu or Urdu Love Poems
by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, cry, dad, death, depression, emotions, family, father, father daughter, fear, feelings, future, goodbye, grief, heart, heartbroken, heaven, how i feel, identity, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, love, memory, miss you, missing you, pain, parents, poets, prayer, sad, sorrow, strength, stress, urdu,

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help

by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: hope, inspirational, life, love, people, social, thank you, urdu, me, me,

Words Whisperer

You’ve swallowed my misery, 
My old self, just by a smile;
By letting me feel the mountains move, 
You’ve freed me, just by a smile;
My twisted thoughts,
Have been untangled by you, with just a smile;
I offer my body and soul to you, O my words whisperer,
You’ve whispered me a new life, just by a smile;
I offer myself to you O, Jamlaila,
You’ve made me your man, just by a smile.

by Simran Mendon |
Categories: 10th grade, cute love, desire, high school, imagery, soulmate, urdu,

A Night's Call

it is five a.m and his voice is a hymn i composed to honour my body. 
his history is now mine, and I have sewn myself to his favourite memory. 
his baritone is cinnamon flavoured - the words, crushed blueberries he has plucked out of the garden of his skin and from which I will make the most insatiable type of wine. 
the smoke billowing from his mouth is my scent - the ittar I adorn my name with, 
and this phone is the bridge between our beds - the miles that separate our worlds, 
he asks me if I know how long it takes to fall in love. 
Just long enough for him to say hello.


by Rajiv Jha |
Categories: beauty, hindi, romantic, sad love, urdu,

Shab-E-Intezaar

Ghum-e-aarzoo dil se, kabhi to rukhsat hogi
Kabhi to sahar hoga, shab-e-intezaar guzaregi |

Palkon me jiske, simat ti ho ghataein
Saawan pe bhi uska hi, ikhtiyaar hoga |
Kab tak rahe viraan, dil-e-anjuman aakhir
Kabhi to bahar chupke se, is or bhi badhegi ||

Guzarte waqt ke saye, kuch bechainiyan hongi
Betaab dhadkano ko, mera intezaar hoga |
Kab tak khafaa rahegi, wo shokh nazar aakhir
Kabhi to dast-e-dil se, shabaa pyar ki uthegi  ||

Is umeed par chale, har sham meri sansein
Kal ke ujale shaayad, milne ki ghadi hogi |
Andhere me ghira main, sochta hoon ye har waqt
Hogi raat ye badi, ya meri umra badi hogi ||

by Saqib Rao |
Categories: friendship, urdu,

Love

o Far Stars Say How To Beautify,
So Near Earth Says How To Modify,

So Many Birds Say How To Justify,
So Many Buds Say How To Glorify,
Drops Of A Rain Say How To Purify,

A Lot Of Animals Show How To Serve,
Nature Of Light Says Don’t Be Curve,

Our Body Also Says Support As Nerve,
Soil Of A Desert Shows How To Absorb,
Eyes Of The Eagle Say How To Observ

by Peter Brown |
Categories: girlfriend, love, wedding, urdu,

Anticipation

I stand and wait by the garden gate
My object of affection is fashionably late
When she appears she will be mine
For a wedding is planned to celebrate.

by Ovidiu Bocsa |
Categories: art, devotion, education, faith, family, friendship, growing up, happiness, hope, inspirational, life, love, religion, urdu,

Ghazal For You, My Reader

I hold the rainbow and an arrow, for you, my reader;
The thrill of good  tomorrow for you, my reader;

The butterfly of happiness will fly from our book
To find a reason and a certitude, for you, my reader;

You don`t remember this verse I took 
In the hand of light, for you, my reader

It was at very beginning a word, for you, my reader
And wonders made by Lord, for you, my reader

Temptation of good , to see the truth ,this festival 
of hope with favorable look, for you, my reader

And here, YOUR NAME I put, while writing a Ghazal:
A nosegay of perfumes, a tender touch for you, my reader

by Cynthia Alvez |
Categories: love, urdu,

I'M Going To Write You a Love Song

Not by request
Not even my best,
Hoping you'll just select a poem
With no sense in the title...
No clue in the first line
That it is divine.
Pick one at random,
Perhaps previously ignored
By those who do not tarry...
Without songs or rainbows
No butterflies and no lies.
Only words needing to express
The current stress of my life
At this particular moment,
Sent out in poetic line
To be classified as good, bad or
Indifferent...
Browse here, through my pages
Of verse
Not rehearsed...
Tell me what you think or not
But Ive got to move on now
To the next twist and turn
Of thoughts
Wrought 
By  circumstances beyond my control
My bold mind running free.

Cynthia

by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: fantasy, urdu, silver, stars,

Fire In the Sky

Darkness carves night from day's glare with a half moon
smile under star-studded eyes. Faces glow as silver spoon
ladles the rapture of Venus. Fly Golden flames! Shower
the horizon before stars fall, languishing too soon.

Behold, the glory! Applaud the gallant trail of pewter
in wide-eyed dreams. Dancing in shadows, the suitor
from silver screen projects shooting stars. Piercing
hearts of lovers, metal shines, a welcomed intruder.

Brand each beating heart with the reigning night! Fuse
with the goddess of love before stars fade from sight. Cruise
on blazing chariot through evanescence of passion's mist,
and memories of spirit sky shall set fire to our muse.

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, passion, urdu, love,

My Love My Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: hope, metaphor, philosophy, urdu,

Thunder

As houses shake people think of red, when comes thunder.
Safely in our rooms, on our warm beds, then comes thunder.

Will you sacrifice yourself for those that you love like
In those romantic stories you've read, when comes thunder?

Even the most sturdy of men will feel like brittle
Glass and sense vast approaching dread, when comes thunder.

Women will lite slender candles to illuminate
Their tattered bibles, their daily bread, when comes thunder.

As I write this I hear something familiar yet strange,
"You are not alone, Timothy" said the loud thunder.

by Saqib Rao |
Categories: children, friendship, urdu,

Love

If there was a shop of happiness
    And If I knew about it
    I would buy every happiness for you
    Even if my life be the price of it..!

  Kaash koi khushiyon ki dukaan hoti
    Aur mujhe uski pehchaan hoti
    Khareed leta har khushi aapke liye
    Chahe uski keemat meri jaan bhi hoti..!

by Sarah Larrieu |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, urdu, love,

Happnies of Love

will the love last with throbes of emotions flowing
will it last forever or will drown away the happiness he has put inside my heart and soul.
i dnt knw what to say think never felt this way in my life. i love the feeling just like i love him. he always knows what to say . when i think about him i think about the true personalty and his great sense of humor. if u ever see him you would be like he is the god of all fine me alive. he has the musles of my life. he`s my night and shining armor nd he will till life to cum

i want us to last forever.

by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: nature, urdu, earth, time,

Winter Begone

Oh Winter, with your icy heart Your cold beauty sets you apart But time to ease your steely grip Soon springtime's turn must start Oh Winter, your fires burning low New life stirring in the earth below Bide your time until next year Hearts long for springtime's glow Oh Winter, we keep our love for you But long for skies of blissful blue We need to know the seasons turn And the earth once more is born anew
1/20/13

by Bessie Kolb |
Categories: love, urdu, love, me,

Miss

I miss smiles in the morning time
I miss laughing until I cry
I miss long conversations that last through the night
I miss the ease in the fear of facing the unknown
I miss hearing the music of love in a moan
I miss the secrets shared between two sacrificed souls
I miss you laying beside me and keeping me warm
I miss the closeness of falling asleep in your arms
I miss the syncing rhythm of two beating hearts
I miss the desire of the feeling that somebody needs me
I miss the passion of somebody wanting to please me
I miss the magic of the love that I still believe in

by Steven Coleman |
Categories: native american, urdu, god, god, love,

Dear Beloved President Barrak

dear mister president i want you too know tht god loves you with out a doubt and so do i all the way too the heavens in the sky!barrak oboma they say bad thing about you if they onlyknew your love is true to the american people you see you realizethis is the land of the free!i love you for loving the rich and poor the same and playing no money games!lead us well in your last term and don't let your life be full of scorn!you have truely cleaned up a mees and i think this american loves you best except for god who considers his self anamerica too barrak heloves you true!

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, urdu, love,

My Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, urdu, lost, lost, lost love, love,

On Entering Heaven

Welcomed around me the half dead in lost love writhing in ecstasy
I myself now in the place of the past of dreams devoid of such chastity 
Well met seeing my lost love beautiful with chestnut eyes and soft such curved hips
In dreams devoid of vanity I will and now just serve myself so handsomely

by Bonnie Jennings |
Categories: urdu,

Poetry and Love

A satchel of poetry rests over my shoulder
A silver pen, parchments and paper, and a journal
Laying them, next to the wine, on the blanket, next to you
And you are Mars to me, and I Venus

by Roy Christian Jr. |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, love, passion, urdu, love,

If I Say

If I say that I love,
would you know it's from the heart?
If I say I miss you,
would you believe from the moment of part?
 
When we are together
I want it to be forever!
You know when I say I love you
That it's really true.
 
I just want you to know my love for you
is really true.

by Genevieve Farese |
Categories: adventure, fantasy, love, passion, people, urdu,

Sensous Serenade

Ivory flaxen hair swaying in the breeze
To run my fingers through those locks: my very desire.

Face that`s not fair but clear and bright as the moon
To caress that caramel visage: my very desire.

Eyes round and deep like a swirling abyss
To lock my gaze into those orbs: my very desire.

Lips of blooming crimson curve into a smile
To grace that pout with a kiss: my very desire.

Lady, you came up to me like a white wave,
rousing my heart and body, my very desire.


~Genevieve Farese
for nette onclaud`s SEXY! contest

by Carolyn Sears |
Categories: funny, lost love, urdu,

Always and Forever

Always and forever, I think
Of you..

Every morning I raise its like
The dawn golden light..

You are in my mind

My heart..

My soul..

I carry you where ever my
Mind decide to go..

You are like a special rose

Growing to perfection..

So pure and true..

You sit upon my heart.

Like super glue..

You are the air I breath..

You the very soul of me..

Your memory locked 
Within my mind my
Soul..

You are my pass my present
My future..

You are..

Woven so softly within my
Spirit that flies so free..

You will be..

Always and forever my love
So true..

by Safi Yani |
Categories: sad, social, sorry, urdu,

What I Got

Numerous nears and dears I got
So, lots of pains and fears I got.

How shall I thank you for your love?
Say, for the wealth of tears I got.

I shared my secrets with my friends,
But from them only jeers I got.

I must do now what I need to,
And not count on the years I got.

Darts from sharp tongues do make me cry,
Sometimes I curse the ears I got.

by Amar Rafiq |
Categories: cry, lost love, love, sad, sad love, urdu,

Wo Kahti Hai

Hamary bary my zamana baty karta hai
Bola   do   hum   ko    wo    kahti    hai
Nahi chahti k badnam ho donu Zamany my
Ab tor do yah rishta Wo kahti hai
Na milay ga koi dunya mu tyry jysa 
Rakho gi hamysha yad tum ko wo kahti hai
Dyty howy khatt wo ro rahi thi
Yad kar k tumhy muskaraw gi wo kahti hai
Khatt b ro raha tha lafzoo ko dakh kar
Us k akhar my sada muskaraw wo kahti hai

Ab is zindagi ka my kya karo

Marny ka sochu to AMAR us ke ik bat yad ati hai
Jina    sirf    myry   lia    wo    kahti       hai

by Ginna Wilkerson |
Categories: faith, introspection, nature, urdu,

Ginna In the Silence

Whispers from the trees speak welcome silence
Woody, soft-flesh souls grow in the silence.

Solid earth can feel like wavering space
The trick is stepping safe in careful silence.

Chattering raindrops fall on sizzling pavement
The end of endless rain is grateful silence.

Secrets blowing in the wind relieve my pain
Nobody knows how much I love the silence.

My ears are often closed to shameless truth
Shame can rest in peace within the silence.

I long to know the subtleties of trees
Catch words adrift on accidental silence.

“Ginna” sounds so green and growing – peaceful
Speak my name, but don’t disturb the silence.