
Write a special poem about someone you love!
Love poems sing songs of soul. It is often a romantic imagination of creativity looking at truth, beauty, and goodness. Love poems talk about a sweetheart, being with a sweetheart, missing, parting, or longing for her/him, It is an eternal extreme feeling or expression of obsession, existence, and also struggle.
Love poems are important to the aching hearts at war times and at hazards like wildfires, hurricanes, and storm-stricken humanity. A special poem about someone you love is also written to soothe our hearts in grief and seclusion!
This is an utmost individual starvation in the love of carving my personal feeling to share with you for lightening my heavy heart that is devoted to love, life, and ‘lightenment.
Dear connoisseurs, if my words can only create a faint pain sweetening your thirsty guts of readership, my aim is fulfilled! At the same time, I would be happy to share some of my ideas of creating such poems as goes here under.
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Fall in love
I fell in love in class one with a bright-looking highland little lass when I knew not that it was falling in love. I talked about her and beauty to Aaee my mother at home she laughed and asked me to get her home the next day. At dinner, all the family laughed at my story of love. I got it that falling in love is to make all laugh in the world ! Have you ever fallen in love? Do fall and read my love poems to write your own!
Be a true lover
The other day she was not in the class. I looked for her desperately all around the vicinity in vain to my dismay. I was heartbroken not to find her that day. A week passed away without seeing her. lastly, my village girl playmate came to tell me that she had been back to the mountains and not to be back at that school anymore. It was only after some twenty-five years we came across to see each other again. I cried she wept too for a long. True love meets. Now I write love poems. You can too!
Dream out the nights of sleep
Do sleep all night out of dreams! Dreams or no dreams sound sleep is healthy my doctor says. She explains you certainly have dreams while sleeping fast. Good night’s sleep with good dreams boosts the brain. A good brain hails a good mind that keeps on singing joy. Joyous are the love poems. Friends I always dream about love! I write them into poems the next morning early. Tell me one morning you had a love dream and wrote a poem of love!

Go for a walk and look out
Walking is living life in a true sense rhythmically. An early morning walk preferably at 4 am dawn is a great taste for me. To experience slowly breaking off a dusky morning into daylight is hilariously joyful. I can’t help crooning a tune into verses of love ecstasy or melancholy soothing through the divinely designed psycho-physique construct of eternity simply known as the mind. It is usually forgotten that the mind is the 6th sense agent in the human body.
The mind-brain debate is yet under resolution among researchers to be concluded. For a poet like me, though it is the source of undiscovered invention powerful more than the modern AI of creating and generating the deep tranquillity of the vast universe into profound tune alive.
Walking a cat cow dog elephant donkey or a Jackie on the go is versatile and an immense composition to be marking bars on the strings of a string instrument. I make them in lines of verses to message my sweetheart-a love poem! So folks go for a walk, fall in love, write them into poems.
Here is one poem for you to cherish now: https://darpanpoems.com/category/love/
Accomplish all chores by yourself
Dishwashing is like writing in the flowing water from the tap. The gushing sound tunes into lyrics falling from the sky. Cooking always haunts me when I have a chance. I don’t like a washing machine rather rubbing soap onto rap-off or blues the clothes classically interests me over the task.
Shopping. bluffing, mopping mowing, and plucking fruits and flowers all are alike for me putting them into a rhythmic rhyme, The early morning purification is pious verily for me when often lines of songs swirl inside my eyebrows over the commode. Hey guys I cook tea for her every morning. Do you know how is a question insignificant it is here? My point is that get to know to learn what BEYOUTEA is! No doubt poems will come to you for you to write ya!
Storm the brain before writing
The silence speaks a lot. Obviously, the brain is natured to be in silence. A hurricane of thoughts is not capable enough to stir the brain a little. And poem writing requires a lot of brainstorming lest the subject of a love poem. Gradually, a thin flare of feelings begins to fly in the head. You see some main lines of lyrics form into verses. The words jump off and on, to and frow wave all over the cranial pageant of beauty on a catwalk past.
Now you hold each of them to jot down over the writing window. Move at the speed of words shining up by the last term you have used into writing the last couplet. The keyboard you are hitting a switch each time awaits desperately to be hit again and again as if the sweetheart is out of not yet time honey. Go on…row the boat sail the ship fly like on a hovercraft.
Scribing through the write up
See you are now writing a love poem! There are some easy ways methods and techniques. Here I am not to talk about tips and tricks. Go easy and relax. Look at to watch your mind speaking to you about your feelings of dictating compassionately. At this point learn to be an obedient student in front of your teacher giving you a simple beautiful dictation task that sounds like your love devotion dedication and duty to be accomplished.
Your mind teacher is a wonderful lover who loves you to make you a true lover for your true love. Is your mind teacher a different being inside of you? Find him out to find yourself and your love of love and love poems. Hold on and get it, buddy!
Conclusion
Have you ever practised observing a river flowing away? The river is always there! There is water always in the river. The water is there always in the river moving! Is that river the same one holding the moving water? Is the moving water the same in the same river? When the moving water is not the same how is the river no different or same?
Love is a flowing river running towards some destination quenching all thirsty beings of various flora and fauna on the march forward to a destination. We live one life same or differrent. Love feelings are not the same. Change is the eternal rule of destiny. We live life and write love in lives we live scripted into fonts over computing cloud onto an interface of a window screen. Love poems are alive and unseen meant for a living world to live in love life and ‘lightenment!

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