Neidi Romani 

Poem original by Aziz Mountassir 

Translation by Neidi Romani   (IFCH)

True Love, A Shelter from Pain

In the quiet whispers of the night,

When shadows stretch and steal the light,

There lives a love, so pure, so deep,

That in its arms, all sorrows sleep.

A love that’s not of fleeting flame,

Nor fickle hearts that seek to claim.

It knows no end, it fears no time,

A melody, both sweet and rhyme.

For true love grows where hearts align,

In pain it blooms, in tears it shines.

It’s not a spark, nor flash of heat,

But steady waves that pulse and beat.

When life’s cruel winds begin to blow,

And all the world turns cold with woe,

It’s love that builds a warm embrace,

A refuge found, a sacred space.

Through sleepless nights and endless cries,

In tender hearts, true comfort lies.

No bitter word, no harsh disdain,

Can shake the walls that love has lain.

True love’s a balm for every ache,

A shelter built for hearts that break.

It softens all the jagged edges,

And heals the wounds, rebuilds the bridges.

The soul it knows, the silent cries,

The hidden tears in weary eyes.

In love, the pain is shared, not fought,

For every hurt, a kindness brought.

No need for words, no plea for grace,

Just knowing arms, a gentle face.

It’s in the breath between the fears,

Where love will wipe away the tears.

Through storm and fire, through joy and grief,

Love brings a sense of sweet relief.

For every heart, a steady guide,

True love will walk close by your side.

So when the world has turned away,

And all you love begins to fray,

Remember this, though skies be gray—

In love, the pain will melt away.

A heart once touched by love's pure kiss

Will always find its peace in this:

True love is not a fleeting aim,

But nature’s cure for every pain.