Whispers Between the lines

 Longing for you arrives   Uninvited,   Without reason,   Without mercy.   Memories bloom like wildflowers   Your face,   Your voice,   The echoes Of where we once sat.   My soul drifts   To every place  Your presence touched. Nidal Sati

 Close the curtains on conversations when the silence between replies could stretch into the length of a movie... Don’t reach for those who need a reason to reach for you. Stay with the ones who invent excuses just to whisper your name even if their words are fleeting, fragile, small , or shallow.. Because real care hides in quiet gestures, in perfect timing, in the reaching, in the gentle insistence of trying. Someone’s effort is the truest mirror of how deeply you matter... Nidal Sati

 If time could rewind its endless thread,   How many faces would you choose to forget?   How many roads, once taken in trust,   Would you leave unwalked, turning them to dust? How many echoes of choices made   Would you silence before they could invade?   How many storms would you dare not brave,   Just to carve a different life to save? For all that came and came to pass,   Has built the now this fragile glass.   And though you dream of starting anew,   This present self is born of you Nidal Sati

 My friend,  I know exactly what it feels like   To look with  disappointment   At the same things you once looked at  with hope...   To sit in silence with a heart that once danced   At the sound of a name,   To feel the weight of dreams   You once carried like feathers.   It hurts but it’s human.   And sometimes, surviving it   Is the quietest kind of strength Nidal Sati

 And you ask about my paradise. It is no great place, no distant land just this A quiet bench, weathered wood, nestled beneath the blossoming glory of spring, where she sits beside me, Her head was resting softly on my shoulder as if the world had been designed for this peace. In my hand, a book I once traveled far to find selected not due to its plot, but I knew that she would hear it in my voice. I read to her gently lines that have remained within me like far-off reminders passages folded with love words that once moved me Now to share with hope. that they might move her too. And at that time, As petals drop and pages turn, I require nothing more. Nidal Sati

 Far beyond love or hate,   beyond all feelings and reason,   you’ve become a rhythm in my days  Beyond pride, beyond logic,   you’ve taken root in my heart Not through causes, nor circumstances,   but through the quiet way you echo   in my best poems Beyond minutes, hours,   days, months, or years you are woven into my life.   And I miss you in every way   a soul can miss another Nothing feels quite the same   in the vast silence   your absence leaves behind.. Nidal Sati

 Gently, you entered like dawn through the mist,   Holding dreams in the warmth of your fist Every glance from you calms the storm,   Nothing ever felt this close, this warm All the silence speaks when you’re near A whisper, a gaze in your voice I hear   Love, in your presence, chase away all pain And in your smile, I’m whole again    Hope wears your name when nights are long Memories bloom like a timeless song  As if fate wrote you into my skies,   Remaining forever in my heart’s replies. Nidal Sati

 My love, let me confess   I adore the delicate map of your face   As the lost adore the moon   Guiding them through endless dark.   As lovers crave the sleepless hush of night   Where silence burns with want.   I love you   Like a flicker of hope   That slips between memory’s trembling fingers   A flame never held, never forgotten.   I love you   As one loves water   Just as light kisses its surface Each glimmer revealing more of you,   Until your presence ripples through me,   Clearer, deeper,   With every soft fracture of light   Falling across your beauty.. Nidal Sati

Between us,   a kiss hangs in the air  weightless, unfinished,   tormenting me   each time you cross my mind.   My lips remember   a taste they’ve never touched,   your mouth  a flame etched into my thoughts,   a shape I trace in dreams,   soft as a question   left unanswered.   Will you leave, my love,   without tasting what haunts us both?   Will you surrender a war   we never dared to begin just to avoid the burn   of a kiss we were meant to lose ourselves in? Nidal Sati

 Learn to read the silence between words,   To see your worth through what is done, not said.   Do not assume,   Do not twist your thoughts To guess their hidden feelings It is not your duty to decipher hearts,   Nor to craft excuses from shadows.   Know when to stop giving chances,   When to stop justifying absence.   Let people rise or fall in your life   By the weight of their presence Not the burden of your effort alone. Nidal Sati

 I now bear the weight  Of all that hope my friends heard  In my voice when I first spoke about you.   And today, it's my heart that speaks to me with logic.   How heavy is the blow  Of disappointment  When it's your heart  Not your mind that reasons with you.   Some storms don’t come to disrupt life...   Some storms come to clear the path Nidal Sati

 In the deep stillness of my endless night,   I wandered alone Unmoved by tears,   Unshaken by cries. If departure draws near,   Let it come I am not like you,   I do not fear   When the path is lost to us. In my own illusion,   I walked alone,   Unafraid of the road,   Or the torment of the impossible. I shall go on Unafraid of the ruthless wind   Should it rise Content with little. I will not force my steps to find a way,   No…   I will not search in my own ruin   For another love... Nidal Sati

 If I could love you   Without falling to pieces,   I would have stayed.   I would have whispered your name   Into the quiet of every night   And kissed your sadness   Until it forgot how to stay. But love The kind I felt for you Wasn't soft.   It burned in my chest,   Clawed at my sleep,   And left me wondering   If I was loving you   Or slowly losing myself. I gave too much   Hoping you’d give just enough.   I held my breath   While you measured your silences.   I stayed still   While your moods moved like storms. I wanted to be your peace But I became your pause,   Your maybe,   Your “not now.” So I left,   Not because I stopped loving you But because I had to love myself   Before I disappeared completely. If I could love you   Without breaking,   You’d still be ...

 And then I realized… that the soul is made of two halves   It can never be complete without its missing part But how do you know   That your soul has found its other half? You’ll know it  unquestionably  When your soul becomes whole,   You will feel yourself   Existing in two places at once. You’ll feel a space in your heart   That was once empty   Now gently, quietly full. You’ll feel the warmth of the sun   Being shared    without doubt With someone else,   No matter the distance between you. And in their absence,   You’ll feel the universe   Lose its meaning entirely. That emptiness…   is the ache of a soul   Drifting away   From its other half... Nidal Sati

 One day, I will write a novel   About how the universe pressed time and space   Just so I could hold you Not in passing,   But in that slow, silent kind of embrace   Where souls melt and breath forgets its rhythm. I’ll write of how your arms   Wrapped around me like a prayer,   Of how my body learned your shape   By instinct, not memory.   A hug But more than that A merging,   A pause in the world,   Where only warmth and want remained. In that moment,   The stars didn’t shine They listened. Nidal Sati  

 I hold onto hope That parallel worlds are not just a theory,   But truth written in the folds of time.   And somewhere out there,   In one of those unseen realms,   I kiss you when I please,   Hold you when my heart aches,   Watch you wear my shirt with the hush of morning    And slide my hands beneath its warmth Where skin meets breath   Not to claim,  But to feel   That in one universe, at least,   You are already mine. Nidal Sati

 Your absence is not quiet It speaks in the silence   Between my thoughts. It leans on my chest   Like a heavy coat I forgot to take off   When you walked away. I carry you in the smallest ways In the way I pause before a song ends,   In the ache behind a smile,   In the way I look at empty chairs   Like they might still hold your shape. There is a softness to missing you,   But there’s weight too The kind that makes air thicker,   Days longer,   Nights endless. I still hear your laughter   Echo in places it never touched.   Your name   Has become the softest bruise on my tongue. And though I’ve tried to let go,   There are parts of me   That still wait   For your return   In ways I can’t explain   To anyone but the moon. Nidal Sati

 Last night,   You visited me again Not in the way I used to hope But quietly Like a breeze slipping through a half-open window. You didn’t speak But your eyes told stories   My heart still remembers word for word. You sat beside me,   Familiar and far,   As if the distance between us   Had forgotten how to measure itself. I didn’t ask why you were there I never do.   In dreams,   We love freely,   Without fear, without time,   Without the need to say goodbye You smiled Touched my hand And for a moment Everything that hurt during the day   Healed in your silence. You left before the sun came You always do.   But the memory of your shadow   Still lingers on my pillow. And when I woke up  I missed you   As if we had truly met again. Nidal Sati

How did you find a home in me   So gently, without a sound?   Why is it your name   That echoes softly through my blood   As if my heart was always yours? Why do I miss you   Like the moon misses the sun   Far apart, yet aching to meet?   Why does your absence   Wrap itself around my days   Like a cold wind I can’t escape? Your face lives in every sunset   And greets me with each sunrise   As though the heavens conspired   To keep you near. You walk through my dreams   Like a lover lost in time  Appearing on paths   That lead nowhere Yet feel like they once led to you. You are my secret song  My whispered prayer   My sweetest ache   And the warmth I carry   Even in your silence. Nidal Sati

 The skin must have a memory of its own,   And so must the hands,   And the mouth, and the lips...   For what else stirs before me,   To remember you in such a way? Nidal Sati

 How did you settle in my soul   So silently, yet so deeply?   Why is it you of all the world Who walks my veins without permission,   Without a sound? Why does longing bloom for you   Like spring in a barren land?   Why does your absence   Carve wide, aching spaces in my days Rooms where only your silence lives? Your face...   It clings to every sunset,   Rises with the sun at dawn.   You are stitched into the light   And the darkness alike. Why do you haunt my dreams   Like a familiar echo on roads   That lead to nowhere  Yet feel like home? You,   My uninvited guest,   My constant companion,   My sweetest ache.... Nidal Sati

 I don’t believe we met by chance The way your soul fit in mine   Felt like a story i had read   In dreams too ancient to name. I’ve loved you before In lives where we spoke without words,   Where we found each other   By scent, by sound, by the ache of longing   Carved into the stars. In another life,   You were the flame and I, the moth I danced into your fire   Knowing I would burn   Just to feel the warmth of you. In another,   You were a wanderer and I, the song   You followed through forgotten cities  Always searching, always near,   But never staying. Even in this life,   Where time pulled us in different directions,   My soul still leaned toward you   Like flowers turning to light. I do not grieve only for your absence,   But for every version of us   That never had the chance to be. So if you feel me in quiet m...