ZARA M.

Dear Heart,  Sapphire I recall your eyes, the garden in them, where jasmines grow and roses bloom. The deep seas they carry, the grief they hold, and the tears they refused to let fall. I have witnessed it all.  Despite everything your heart has endured, your eyes still persuade flowers to bloom; I have seen lilies in them. I believe that is your quiet miracle: the grief visits you, but beauty refuses to leave. Dark, wide eyes, holding wildflowers, tulips, daisies, and whatnot draw me in, while the oceans within them haunt me day and night. Until the jasmine forgets its fragrance, ~Zara M.

Dear Heart, I met you last night beneath an orange tree. A farm filled with beautiful green trees carried little suns upon their branches, while sunshine poured from the sky, and the orchard wore golden lanterns gifted by summer. There we were, standing beneath the clear blue sky, the sun bathing the earth in its promising yellow. Our words flowed as gently as a quiet stream. We found comfort in each other's words. Nature stood witnessed to us, the birds sang songs for us, and every conversation became a place where our hearts came to rest. My dream was not a fantasy, but a reality of another world, where we sat beside one another beneath the green trees carrying little dawns. I wish for more such dreams with you. Until the next sunrise, Bye ~Zara M.

Dear Heart,  My North Star and My Cinnamon Evening, Without you, all I feel is like dwindling. As you bring me cocoa and comfort, the memory keeps lingering like a wonderful dessert. My heart had never found a home where it rests free from hurt.  The atmosphere you bring me is much like chocolate therapy, where I unwind and relax like Winnie-the-Pooh after a pot of honey. I feel loved as your presence lingers; not even the finest truffle tastes sweeter. I wish for tomorrows filled with melted marshmallows, with us beside each other, as warm and slow as maple syrup. ~Zara M.

Under this crescent moon, I am remembering every word you ever uttered... holding you closer more than ever,  as if in your warm memories, my soul loves to burn cherishing you like a quiet prayer my heart always muttered.   ~ Zara M.

Dear Heart,  I am happy to know that we share the same world, exist within a similar time and space. Our paths through time may move in different directions, but the space we inhabit is the same.  It is the one constant of the world that time changes and things take their turns. I am unaware of what our future holds for us; I have never expected an intimate forever with you, only all my tomorrows. I believe it is an upright decision to hold you within me and beside me, with no expectations, no control or imposition, and no losing.  Creatures like you have become exceptional to find. As fortunate as I am to share seasons with you, I am not so wishful as to clench my fist so tightly that the sand escapes between my fingers.  You are a free bird, fly and chirp all around; I am here to admire your every turn.  With a heart full of you, ~Zara M.

Being present in broad daylight under a heavy grey sky that seems as if it would burst into tears at any moment, surrounded by green pastures, people moving here and there, with no sign of a bright sun or even a faded moon, the cold winds, and the stillness of winter; my thoughts still could not let anything cross my mind except you. Seeing you in every earthly heaven, wishing for you to be beside me, imagining us lost in an amorous moment, I realized, as if my mind had surrendered to my heart that my existence had become limited only to you. ~ Zara M.

Silent moments of the night, dim lights, your strong presence within absence, and the self within me all merge into a single, living moment, flowing into one another: you, me, and our unforgettable, eternal bond. Physical distance loses its essence and surrenders to this moment. I have kept you hidden in my soul and my verses. I have buried you deeply within the lines I write. I have etched you into the very soul of my words; you exist within my soul, my heart, and, most importantly, within my diary, where no one has access. You have settled deeply within my soul’s embrace, where the two of us are aligned at a depth only the universe and whatever lies beyond it can witness: that we are one till we breathe our last. ~ Zara M.

The moment I came across the rain, every drop reflected your image, as if my eyes were made only to find you in everything the universe placed before me. The dark clouds, the dancing trees, the wet paths, and the fallen leaves, all carried your presence, becoming a reminder that every beautiful thing holds but one reflection, and that is yours. Standing for hours by the window and watching the rain, feeling its smoothness and softness, breathing in its quiet scent, I found a strange calm. And only later did I realize, it was not the rain that brought me peace, but your imagined presence within every falling drop. ~ Zara M.

The night before today, I encountered a fantasy about us: you and me, under the sapphire moonlight, tiny, vivid, glossy stars, a sight of the ocean with a light wind, soothing sand under our feet, my fingers tightened into yours, eyes displaying each other's reflection, tousled hair, uneasy breath, so merging into one another's souls as if making us one; we were weaving an endless memory of being one. Wind is singing our song of love; the universe is witnessing us being trove of love and the devotion and tenderness we are radiating, both to the world and to each other's souls. The ocean, with its dark energy, is astonishingly dancing with its waves to make our moment of being one feel whole; the night sky is unfolding its beautiful colours to shape an idyllic moment of happiness, and we are delightedly holding each other's image while pushing the pressures of the world to their limits, admiring each other to the utmost. ~ Zara 

Your image comes in front of my eyes when I am celebrating my solitude; in a room that is empty, your portrait is the only rest to my languid eyes, a shine to my gloomy vision that is restricted to seeing only the dark that has long captured it with its dominance. The kind of peace my soul craves is a variable that exists within the enchanting round face your body carries, the eyes that sparkle so brightly like the stars in the sky, and the hair, so soft as when caressing the fingers; it radiates a soothingness that my body has long forgotten to admire. You, your image, and your invisible presence are my dearest friends in a time when I am alone, and I will keep making comfort with your memory till my breath reaches the other side of the universe. ~ Zara

Dear Heart,  Sweetest One The sweetness I carry within me for you is beyond words. Though I always had it within me, your sunsets and sunrises have poured all the warmth of the heavens into me. I do not see myself ever not smiling at you, even across thousands of lifetimes; you are an image that pours honeyed flavour into me.  The warmth I carry is a blend of your flavour and mine, one that has always existed. Your mingling within me did not spoil my flavour or aroma; instead, it enhanced them. Whatever our destinies have chosen, our moments of quiet comfort, the silence we understand, and the poetry between us are taking the shape of memories, ready to be cherished through every tomorrow.  Let your inner world dance to the tunes it chooses. As the evening settles,  ~Zara M.

The nights like these, where you gaze at the stars: the bright, shiny stars, under the dark sky with their reflections and gleaming sparkles. You gaze at them to the extent that they begin aligning according to you, where they start talking to you, sending the signals you have always waited for. After all, they are the witnesses of all your sorrows, the griefs, and the unsaid words that have remained tugged inside your very soul like a knife, cutting it internally with such brutality that it rendered you nowhere. They have witnessed how you have never come across a moment where you could have opened yourself to breathe.  These stars, accompanying the moon, are the companions of your loneliness that has never been seen by the world, the alphabets that never got aligned in front of the external world, the memories that tarnished you from inside but kept playing in front of your eyes till you surrendered yourself to their fate. The silent heavens above are the companions which the wor...

Dear Heart,  It has been days since I last wrote to you. Do not feel that I have drifted away; I have been nearer than the nearness itself.  Worldly pressures often create physical distances, but I believe emotional ones are far more difficult to recover from. Ours, however, can never become a distance of the heart, of that I can assure you. A part of my sky has remained unlit without you, your image has found a permanent home in my heart, and I can feel not more happy than I am these days. Keep a little corner of your heart for me, and I shall keep an entire universe within mine for you. With endless tenderness, ~Zara M.

Destiny never works as a wish-granting factory; the more you tilt towards something, the heavier you feel inside, as longing leads to the fear of losing it. Acceptance provides what calmness demands; letting go is never easy, making peace with harsh truths is always intricate, and ascending to desires is never as simple as it seems. ~ Zara M.

Dear Heart,  Starlight I always love to welcome you to my little world, full of literary emblems that only you cherish. The world has grown so dull that it has almost forgotten to admire the classics; its taste has dwindled into mediocrity.  Seeing you with a unique taste, so wonderfully akin to mine, makes me wish you would stay with me. The eternity and happiness truly belong to those who appreciate tiny details of nature, find beauty in the unusual, and love the classics.  Witnessing you as part of this odd world reminds me of the two odd stars in the sky, far from everyone, sharing the same sky, yet happier together in their own space.  That is us. Two odd stars.  Together. ~Zara M.

You existed in me longer than you ever did beside me. As his image appears, something inside me ignites; the world seems to pause, like moonlight suddenly spilling over the earth, soft and silver, and everything grows still just to witness his rare breath. Few images on this earth are rare enough to spill silver into the soul, and yours is the one that lingers in mine. Loneliness is not empty; it is filled with you. ~ Zara M.