Monday, 30 June 2025

Feeling of Love


 

Feeling of Love

By

Arman Rashid

 

It didn’t happen with thunder or light,

It came quietly-like evening becoming night.

No big hello, no perfect day,

Just a look- and my heart gave way.

 

I remember the moment, though nothing was said,

Your shadow passed, and I turned my head.

You smiled at the air, not knowing I stared,

But my heart felt warm, like someone cared.

 

You weren’t a dream, you were real,

Something honest, something I could feel.

The way your laugh floated in the breeze,

Made time slow down, made my heart feel at ease.

 

You didn’t know it, but I was falling slow,

Every word you said started to glow.

Your kindness, simple and true,

Felt like a feeling that only grew.

 

I saw you giving without being asked,

Behind your soft eyes, a heart unmasked.

And something inside me gently woke,

A part of me that had been broke.

 

Love didn’t come with promises loud,

It came in small ways that made me proud.

Like when you remembered things I forgot,

Or listened when others did not.

 

One day you said, “I believe in soft things-

Like rain, quiet people, and what love brings.”

I smiled then, my heart feeling tight,

Thinking, “You’ll never know you’re my light.”

 

You’ll never know how you changed my view,

How colors feel brighter because of you.

How even silence feels full when you are near,

How ‘home’ became a word so clear.

 

I didn’t fall for a face or a name,

I fell for your heart that played no game.

You loved gently, without trying too hard-

And I stopped building walls around my heart.

 

This feeling of love-so soft, so wide,

It doesn’t rush, and it doesn’t hide.

It stays quiet, in every breath I take,

And makes my soul feel more awake.

 

Summary:  Love came softly, like night falling slowly. It wasn’t

big words, but small kindness that made it grow. Your gentle heart

and simple ways woke something in me. You made the world feel

brighter and safer. Now love feels quiet, deep, and always there

inside me.

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