Tonight, in your gentle arms, the stars themselves seem near.
There are countless words I cradle but dare not let tumble yet.
One by one, I will give them: my heart, my vows, my endless song.

I promise you this night and every morning yet to come:
To weave a thousand stories before the waking light breaks,
Each thread spun from dreams we dared to whisper in secret.

When the noon sun crowns the fields, my voice will rise for you.
I shall sing of your laughter, your soul, and the hope you give,
Every note stitched with longing, a prayer etched in gold.

When the day retreats to dusk and the skies are dyed in rose,
I will kneel before twilight, offer poems at your feet,
And craft verses from the softest sighs you breathe into me.

And when the stars dare to sleep and the world turns solemn gray,
My love, I will love you still, fierce and shining in the dark,
Cradling your spirit in my arms until morning’s call.

O, how it tears at me — to ever see your bright tears fall!
My heart would break a thousandfold before I let you weep.
I will be the shore where every sorrow drowns and fades.

Against the fiercest storms, against every cruel shadow cast,
I will stand, I will roar, I will be your unshaken shield.
No wind nor blade shall find you while I draw breath and sword.

For you, my Sol, I will build a hundred castles of light,
Spired with dreams, walled by hope, and roofed with starlit vows,
Each hall echoing only your laughter, your courage, your name.

I shall guard these gates with my own two hands, blood and bone.
No thief, no fear, no fading time shall breach our endless keep.
A stalwart knight I become, so long as you are mine to love.

We will ride the wings of griffins, fierce and bright as suns,
Dance with dragons across clouds, weaving rainbows in our wake,
Till even the heavens, jealous, bow to our boundless flight.

My tales shall be our tapestry: endless gardens where we roam.
We will be kings and queens of worlds no sorrow dares to tread,
Living forever in the legends whispered by grateful winds.

Through each season's turning, through the waning of the stars,
Through broken years, through gilded days, through sorrow and delight,
Our hearts will carve a river that no darkness can consume.

Tonight, it is very clear: I was made to love you thus.
The skies, the earth, the sea themselves conspired to make you mine.
And every thread of fate stitched my soul closer to yours.

Sometimes words falter, sometimes even brave hands tremble;
Forgive me if ever I falter — for I am mortal still.
But my spirit will rise again to your name, unbroken.

For you lift me higher than the tallest dream has dared to go,
You steady my steps through the wild tempests of doubt and night.
Beside you, I am invincible, invulnerable, infinite.

I have always needed you — no fortress without your flame.
You are the ink to my stories, the light to my early dawns,
The sigh that shapes the universe into something beautiful.

I am the man who shall fight for your honor, your dreams, your smile.
Not for glory, not for fame — but for the very breath you take.
To see you shining is my one and only sacred cause.

Like a knight sprung from the misted ballads of ancient lore,
I will kneel before the gods, defy them if they say "despair,"
And steal you away to a castle spun from purest wonder.

There, where rivers sing and mountains bow to your golden laugh,
We shall raise banners not of conquest, but of gentle love,
And every petal and cloud shall carry our vows forever.

So let the world turn as it must — we have no fear of its song.
We did it all for love — each choice, each prayer, each battlefield.
For the glory of love, we became legends in each other's arms.

A silent knight who rode through flames,
Fought the war he could not tame.
He knew the end before the start,
But duty burned within his heart.

He fought not for the songs or fame,
Nor dreamed of honor, nor sought a name.
He walked the path that fate had made—
A road of fire he could not evade.

His back is bent, his breath is weak,
No strength to rise, no words to speak.
Still on his knees, he won’t let go
His sword still burns with steady glow

With trembling hands, he plants it deep,
A spine of steel his soul will keep.
Though body crushed, he stands upright,
A shattered man, but still a knight.

You see defeat when you stare,
Yet did you sense the fear there?
He’s lost the war—but he feels none.
For in his fall… the fight was won.

I rather sticks and stones
words mean too much to me
a poet embracing ugliness
to be called it once
is a sword in the stomach
to be called it twice
a thousand arrows in the heart
to lose a friend
dreadful is this agony
to be blind
yet to see inside
misery

If I stay broken
I won’t have to get up
to be knocked down countless times

And I can slowly heal, fractured
Like a dark knight.

You spirit me away to Greater Eden, /
In the redolent throes of /
Ethereal /
Romance. /

Reverie is magnified in your absence /
As I wonder upon /
Your /
Towering arms. /

Your heart is an impearled grand piano, /
Singing to me symphonically. /
Each key, weaving a tapestry /
Of the sonorities in amour. /

Beauty is your cadenza, /
As your radiant moonbeams  /
Whisk me away to /
Twilight En Amour. /

May you be mine, /
Until the stars evanesce /
From The Charred Canvas of /
The Night Sky. /

I am yours, /
From sea to shining sea /
Uttering one-thousand words in solemn prayer /
That our union may ne’er deliquesce. /

May these words imbue you /
With the ardor of ages /
That we might procure in the heat of romance, /
The silver wings to soar heavensward. /

You are my forevermore, /
You are my swansong, /
You are my euphony, /
You are my musicality. /

You are my poetry, /
You are my eternity, /
You are my whimsicality, /
You are my Ivory Knight. /

(—Se’ lah)

each night a game of cat and mouse,
the sun rises as i creep into my bed like a louse.

the moon is my lover, i am its knight,
in the suns absence, i am loyal to the night.

the sun flirts with me on the edges of dawn,
but i am not of yesterday, i am no fawn.

and now, the crack of dawn puts me to sleep,
beloved moon, until sundown i leave my heart in your keep.

Repost;

koi fariyaad tere dil mein dabi ** jaise
tune aankhon se koi baat kahi ** jaise

It feels as if there is some request hidden in your heart,
as if you have said something with your eyes.

jaagte jaagte ek umr kaTi ** jaise
jaan baaki hai magar saans ruki ** jaise

It feels like a lifetime has passed, awake,
like there is life remaining, while breath isn't there.

har mulaakat pe mehsoos yehi hota hai
mujhse kuchh teri nazar poochh rahi ** jaise

everytime we meet, I get a feeling
as if your eyes are asking me something.

raah chalte hue aksar yeh Gumaan hota hai
wo nazar chhup ke mujhe dekh rahi ** jaise

while walking down a path, I often feel
like your eyes are watching me from hiding.

ek lamhe mein simaT aaya hai sadiyon ka safar
zindagi tez, bahut tez, chali ** jaise

a journey of ages has wound up in just one moment,
as if life has moved fast, very fast.

is tarah pehron tujhe sochta rehta hoon main
meri har saans tere naam likhi ** jaise

I keep thinking about you for hours in such a way,
as if every breath of mine was just yours.

The moonlit sky hovers
a dark and empty street
A night submerged with wonder
and stillness

In a blissful voice, the night sang
about a faraway land,
where the pastures danced
and summer was everlasting

Lustrous knights roam the land
and the goblins lurks in the shadow
Like the darkness I lay on
As my bones relish in the calm
of this wonderful night