“Who am I? The Love-Scorched Boy” (A flirt with Mary and the universe)

Introduction : If you ever wondered what happens when a boy flirts with life, the moon, and one very lucky girl all at once — welcome. This is not a love story; this is a mood. A head tilt, a cheeky smile, and suddenly the universe starts blushing. Here you’ll meet the Love-Scorched Boy himself — the guy who jokes with the sea and argues with the moon. Sit back… because this poem might just steal your heart the way Mary stole his.

“Who am I? The Love-Scorched Boy”

(A flirt with Mary and the universe)

They say, “Hey… do we know you? You seem so near,”
I tilt my head to the right, with a soft little cheer.
A secret smile hides in the glance that I give,
A shadow in hearts that refuses to leave.

I’m the one some see, and a shiver begins,
While others wave warm, with bright, easy grins.
I walk through the world, with laughter in air,
A spark in the day, a smile everywhere.

I’m the one with eyes, sharp as an eagle’s sight,
Catching small truths, hidden far from the light.
A riddle, a whisper, a thought never found,
A secret I guard, without making a sound.

I’m the one who sits, where the soft waves will play,
Talking to oceans, in their cool, gentle sway.
“Hey, what if hearts were as wide as your tide?”
It laughs back in ripples, that dance at my side.

I’m the one the moon shows off to, with shining pride,
Yet it hasn’t seen her—the joy glowing at my side.
I whisper this truth, and it blushes out of sight,
Hiding like a shy thing, behind clouds in the night.

I’m the one, Love-scorched; this title lights my heart,
For Mary alone sets the flame in every part.
A Sultan whose heartbeat belongs to one soul,
My Sultana, who turns all my nights bright and whole.

I’m the one who thinks kind words, heal the heart,
That smiles are a cure life forgot to impart.
I want nothing more than her face in my view,
Her love is my sky, in soft shades of blue.

I’m the one who teases life, just for fun,
I flirt with the stars, and the shy little sun.
My thoughts turn to jokes, my heart turns to play,
I fall in her love, yet I laugh through the day.

I’m the one who sees no bloom bright as hers,
A flower so rare, that the whole world concurs.
I hide her from shadows, from envy and eyes,
A treasure I guard, under warm, open skies.

I’m the one who sings with the shadows, with cheer,
I spin little jokes, and make the night disappear.
I laugh at the world, with a wink in my eyes,
Yet Mary alone is my greatest prize.

I’m the one whose heart dances with joy, at her smile,
Playful and flirty, I tease her all the while.
Her laughter lights up the world, like the sun above,
And all that I cherish, is Mary’s sweet love.

I’m the one whose soul holds her bloom, so serene,
The rarest of flowers, my evergreen queen.
I guard her with joy, with my jokes, and my dear,
A soul that loves her, and holds her hand with cheer.

I’m the one who walks with her light in my day,
Living for her voice, her love, and her sway.
A playful, flirty heart, forever her own,
My Mary, my treasure, my heart’s shining throne.

              —Shahzad Sulaiman

Author’s Note (Summary of My Love) :

                                    They say, “Hey… do we know you? Because it feels like we do.” And here I am. I tilt my head just a little to the right, a small, cheeky smile playing on my lips, like I know a secret nobody else does. Who am I? I’m the one the world can’t forget, no matter how hard it tries. Some people look at me and feel a little nervous, a little tense. Others just smile, wave, and say hi, like I’m sunlight sneaking into their day.

I have eyes sharp like an eagle. I see things no one else notices, which is why my thoughts and words have always stayed a mystery. Until today, everyone just sees me as… well, a puzzle that nobody can solve.

I’m the one who sit for hours by the sea, letting the waves tickle my toes, talking to the ocean like it’s my best friend. Sometimes I even ask it, “Hey, what would happen if people had hearts as big and full of life as yours?” The ocean just laughs back with its waves, leaving me to grin at the sky.

And the moon… oh, the moon. It calls itself the brightest and the most beautiful, but it hasn’t seen my beloved’s face. When I whisper this to the moon, it blushes and hides behind clouds like a shy little thing, giving me no answer. And I just laugh, because honestly, it’s cute.

People call me a Love-scorched boy, and I don’t mind infact I actually carry the name like a badge of honor, because it reminds me of her, the one I can’t stop thinking about. I’m that crazy Sultan whose heart only beats for one Sultana, the Sultana whose name makes me float into dreams every time I hear it.

I’m the guy who believes that if people smiled more, said kind words more often, this world could be so much brighter. I notice nothing else, want nothing else… because my eyes, my heart, my whole self… belong to her alone.

And yeah, I’m playful. I tease life like it owes me a laugh. I am the one who flirts with the universe with a wink, challenge the stars, and sometimes even make the moon roll its eyes. I’m the kind of person who speaks my heart with a smile, who turns even deep thoughts into little jokes, who can fall in love and laugh about it at the same time.

I am the one who does not find any girl beautiful except Mary, because my Mary is that rare flower that blooms only once in a thousand years, and this time it has bloomed only for me. That is why I am the one who keeps this rare flower hidden inside my heart, so that no evil eye ever reaches my flower.

Wait did this poem just touch your heart?

Did this poem just touch your heart? Then don’t pretend it didn’t. Tell me who it reminded you of—maybe that one person you shouldn’t be thinking about right now. And hey, share it with them too… you never know, their smile might surprise you. And if you enjoyed this little flirt of a poem, feel free to explore the rest—there’s plenty more love, mischief, and madness where this came from.

1 : "Smile… Please Smile, Mary, My Love" (From a Heart Waiting for Her Smile)

2 : “Three Boys and the Sea (Speaking of Mary)” (By the Shore Where Mary Was Found Out)

3 : "If the Raindrops Could Pray" (Mercy of my Lord Beneath the Sky)

4 : “In You, My Forever Found Me” (For My Girl with Rosy Cheeks)

5 : "Sweet Pain, Sacred Knot" (The Unsolved Riddle of My Love)

Disclaimer :

                     This poem is rooted in real moments and real emotions from the author’s life. The name Mary refers to an actual person who holds a special, respected place in the author’s heart. Please treat this work with sincerity and do not misuse, alter, or twist its meaning. All feelings expressed here are personal and shared with honesty and care. Kindness, respect, and integrity toward both the poem and the people behind it are requested.

NOTE: These poems are personal expressions, drawn from real emotions, life experiences, and heartfelt dreams. You are welcome to read and reflect, but copying, downloading, or using them as your own is not allowed. If you wish to share a poem or use a part of it in your artwork, post, or project, please give proper credit to the original author: Shahzad Sulaiman (Sultan of Hearts) Thank you for respecting the creative effort and honesty behind each word.