“Playful Clouds, Flirty Hearts” (Whispers to My Moon-Fairy)
The poem drifts between playfulness and quiet longing, imagining love as something light enough to sit on clouds yet deep enough to stop time.
Introduction : Sometimes love doesn’t shout — it teases. It pulls you onto clouds, swings its legs, and smiles back. This poem lives in that soft space between laughter and longing. Where teasing glances mean more than words ever could. Where hearts flirt before they confess. And where one moon-fairy quietly changes everything.
Disclaimer:
This poem is inspired by the real-life emotions and personal experiences of the author. It is a work of art and not intended to target, reference, or harm any individual. Please respect this poem as creative expression. Reproduction, misuse, or sharing without permission is not allowed.
“Playful Clouds, Flirty Hearts”
(Whispers to My Moon-Fairy)
Sometimes my heart gets restless, wants to run,
Like it’s tired of the ground, craving some fun.
Not to fly alone — no, that’s not my way,
But to steal some clouds with you and drift away.
Legs hanging loose, the world far below,
Pretending there’s nothing else we know.
So tell me — if I asked, would you come too?
Or laugh, roll your eyes… then say yes too?
And if tonight my heart asks for the moon,
Would you smile at me, then follow soon?
Standing real quiet, silver and bright,
The earth drifting slowly out of sight.
I’d stare at the stars, act like that’s why I came,
But really I’m checking — if your light still flames.
My moon-fairy, don’t pretend you don’t know,
Even the moon pauses when you glow.
And what if today I disappear,
Somewhere so silent time won’t come near?
No world, no sound, no name to claim,
Just you and me, always the same.
Sitting across you, nothing to do,
Losing myself just watching you.
Those sharp, dangerous eyes pull me in,
Hours slip by with a quiet grin.
Would you listen then, or turn away slow,
Pretend not to hear — because you know
I’d keep talking till you finally stay,
And win you over the usual way.
Because my heart won’t live anywhere else,
In this whole world, nowhere but yourself.
Near or far, it stays the same view,
Before my eyes — it’s always you.
To the world I’m nothing, a passing name,
Maybe a villain in someone’s frame.
But with you, I’m someone entirely new,
Seen in ways no one else ever knew.
They say I’m hot-headed, quick to ignite,
And maybe they’re not completely right.
But you just smile, call me “angry bear,”
And somehow the fire fades to air.
Honestly, rose-queen, it borders on crime,
How you steal my anger every time.
One smile, one name — I lay down the fight,
Laughing instead, surrendering right.
And lately it feels — don’t laugh just yet —
Like we were made for each other, quietly set.
Every word you speak pulls me more,
Like you don’t know the power you store.
Every habit, every careless thing,
Every silly look you casually bring,
Touches my heart in ways you don’t see,
And somehow I love you endlessly.
Do you remember that rain-soaked day?
Rain on your face, soft rose in spray.
Fragile, unforgettable, tender and true,
Every rainy day brings back you.
So if I remind you, will you smile?
Or make me repeat it just a while?
Come on, my glowing star, say something now,
What happens if you stay quiet somehow?
That shy little look, that smile sneaking through,
Those eyes stealing glances like they always do.
And now you’re running — wait, don’t flee,
I’m not done looking at you and me.
Winning your heart was never easy to do,
When you said yes, it felt brand new.
A quiet miracle I still don’t understand,
My heart chose you before thought could plan.
So stop pretending — you already know,
The moment you said my name that slow,
I was already yours, every part, every start,
My beautiful queen, you had my heart.
Your childish talks, your playful ways,
Your gentle grace, your sharp-eyed gaze,
That smile you save only for me,
They quietly became my whole life, see?
So tell me — if I ask you to stay,
To walk hand in hand with me every day,
Calling my name in that gentle tone,
Forever and always… would you be my own?
Would you be my queen, let me be your king?
Look — the fairy already nodded, didn’t she grin?
So hear this vow my quiet heart allows,
Right here, right now… this is me now.
If I swear to walk beside you, night and day,
To shield you from sorrow in every way,
To place every joy gently at your feet,
And hold your hand when life’s not sweet —
Will you stay with me, moon-fairy, true?
Just blink once softly — I’ll know it’s you.
Because my heart surrendered long ago,
To that mischievous smile, that gentle glow.
—Shahzad Sulaiman
Author’s Note (Summary) :
If I said that today my heart feels restless, like it wants to slip free and fly into the sky, would you listen to me?
I don’t mean flying alone — I mean sitting on soft clouds with you, legs dangling, looking down at the tiny world below and pretending nothing else exists.
Tell me honestly… would you come with me, or would you laugh first and then secretly say yes?
And if I said that tonight my heart wants to visit the moon, would you still listen?
Just imagine it — standing there in the quiet, silver darkness, the earth glowing far below, while I look around pretending I came for the stars… but actually checking whether the light of your innocent, beautiful face reaches even that far.
I think it would. Don’t you?
And what if I said that today I want to disappear somewhere silent — a place so empty that even time forgets to move.
A place where there’s no one else, no noise, no world… only you and me.
Where I sit across from you, doing nothing at all — just losing myself in those sharp, dangerous eyes of yours until hours quietly slip away.
Would you listen to me then, or would you pretend not to hear because you know I’d win anyway?
So tell me — will you come with me, or should I keep convincing you like this?
If I said that in this entire world my heart somehow refuses to stay anywhere except with you, would you listen?
If I said that before my eyes there is always only you — whether you’re near or far — would you believe me?
To everyone else, I might be just another random guy passing through their lives or maybe a villain to some too.
But with you… I’m someone different.
Someone you understand in ways no one else ever bothered to.
Everyone says I’m a hot-headed young man who gets angry too quickly.
And maybe they’re right.
But you — you’re the only one who can turn that anger into laughter just by smiling and calling me “angry bear” again and again, as if it’s your personal superpower.
Honestly, it should be illegal how easily you do that.
And if I said that lately it feels like we were quietly made for each other — would you listen?
Because every time you speak, you do it in a way that pulls me in a little more, like you don’t even realize the effect you have.
If I said that every small habit of yours, every silly expression, every word you casually throw at me touches my heart — and that somehow I end up loving you a little more each time — would you listen to that too?
Do you remember that rainy day? when the rain slid down your face the way it drips from a tiny rose, completely soaked in rain— soft, fragile, unforgettable.
So if I tell you that every rainy day brings that moment back to me… will you believe me, or should I remind you all over again?” Come on, my cute rose-queen, say something — what do you think will happen if you stay this quiet, my adorable little fairy?
Hey… what’s that smile sneaking onto your lips, and those shy eyes stealing glances at me?
And now you’re slipping away like this?
Wait… don’t run. I’m not done looking at you yet. Winning your heart was never easy for me.
When you finally said yes, it felt like a small miracle I still don’t fully understand.
Because from the very first glance, my heart had already chosen you — long before my brain caught up.
Alright, stop pretending and just say yes, my beautiful glowing star… you should know this by now — the moment my name touched your lips, I was already yours.
My beautiful queen… your playful moods, your gentle grace, your childish talks, those sword-sharp eyes, and that smile you save just for me — they’ve quietly become my whole life.
And you did it without even trying.
So tell me… if I ask you to keep calling my name with this same love every single day, forever — walking hand in hand with me — what would you say?
Would you be my queen and let me be your king?
Look… the fairy said yes.
Now listen to the quiet promise of my heart:
If I swear to walk beside you, to hold your hand when things are easy and when they’re hard, to stand between you and every sorrow I can, and to place every happiness I find gently at your feet — will you stay with me?
“Just blink once to answer me — with that mischievous smile of yours, my glowing little moon-fairy.
Because I’m pretty sure my heart has already surrendered to it completely.
Did this poem tap your heart and remind you of your moon-fairy?
Drop a like if it did — and maybe share it with her… who knows, she might be thinking of you right now.
Feel free to leave a single line about your most playful or flirty moment with your moon-fairy — I’d love to read it.
And if you’re craving more soft, romantic mischief, explore my other poems, all written with the same teasing kind of love :
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