Love, like Venus, doesn’t always descend into open arms

Moon & Venus photographed by sadia hakim

Venus—standing alone and distant near the horizon—doesn’t belong to the day or night. She is there—seen, admired, yet untouched. Maybe that’s how some souls are—glowing on the edges, never part of a whole, yet never losing their light.

Some shine not because they are placed among others, but because they exist on their own. People admire her from a distance, but who truly sees her? Who stops to wonder what it means to be this radiant and yet so untouchable? Some lights are meant to guide, some are meant to blind, and some—some are meant to stand alone, shining regardless.

But deep down, they know their worlds are incomplete without her.

In my native language, we call Venus “Zohra,” an Arabic word for beauty and radiance. And how beautiful is it that, for centuries, poets and lovers have been addressing their beloved ones and wives as “Zohra Jabee’n” to symbolize and showcase their admiration or as a way of affectionate teasing in love?

Zohra Jabee’n (زہرہ جبین) is a phrase in Urdu that means “one with a face or forehead like Venus’s,” which means someone with a face as radiant, glowing, beyond beautiful, and different from others as Venus.

Even in love letters, they have been addressing and calling their loved ones “Ay Meri Zohra Jabeen,” which means “Oh, my radiant-faced one” or “Oh, my beloved with a face as radiant as Venus.

Isn’t it the superlative degree of love and beauty in any language?

And in Urdu, we also call Zohra “Ishq ki Devi”—the Goddess of Love—a symbol of beauty, passion, and longing. Love, like Venus, doesn’t always descend into open arms and doesn’t always belong to the hands that reach for it.

Sometimes, it stays suspended—close enough to see, yet forever untouched. Maybe love is nothing but a quiet burn in stolen glances, in the weight of words never said. Some loves are written in the sky—too far to hold, too bright to be forgotten.

Isn’t that the most beautiful kind of love?

— Sadia Hakim // Love, like Venus, doesn’t always descent into open arms, from Astropoetica Series

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Should we melt into stars — quantumly entangled

Should we,
Should we,
Should we,
Should,
Should,
We—

Die together?

Should we
Melt into stars?
Should we
Become poems?
Should we
Break into constellations?
Should we
Fold into forever?
Should we
Let time blur our names?

Should we
Tangle in the spaces between?
Should we
Be the hush before dawn?

Should we
Forget where you end, where I begin?
Should we
Be nothing—
And everything—
All at once?

Should we
Defy quantum physics?
By going beyond bodies,
By merging our souls?

Should we
Challenge the laws of existence
At an atomic level?

Should we
Collapse into quantum entanglement,
Where distance is an illusion
And we are always one?

Should we
Vanish into wavefunctions,
Superposed between here and eternity?

Should we
Fall past the event horizon,
Let singularity stitch us together
Beyond time itself?

Should we
Rewrite reality
With the gravity of our longing?

Should we
Orbit around each other
Like binary pulsars,
Locked in a poetic dance
That bends spacetime itself?

Should we
Fuse like atomic nuclei,
Burning bright with an energy
No equation can contain?

Should we
Transcend the uncertainty,
Exist in every probability,

Every reality, every illusion—
Every state of matter—
Every multiversal form—
Every metaphorical and metaphysical concept—
Forever quantumly entangled?

— Sadia Hakim  // Astropoetica (quantum physics;  romantic physics)

I once tried to break love down into an equation, to make sense of its logic—but love isn’t meant to be solved. The Equation of Love was my attempt before I realized some things are meant to be felt, not figured out.

The equation of love by sadia hakim —derivation poem

Scientists—they forgot to derive the equation of love.

— Sadia Hakim

The Symbols of Love: A Scientific Metaphor

L \propto E_qQuantum Entanglement

In quantum mechanics, Einstein called it “spooky action at a distance”. Two particles, once connected, remain intertwined beyond space and time.

So is love — no matter the distance, the souls remain bound, responding to each other in ways unseen, untouchable, but undeniable.

F_L = \frac{G m_1 m_2}{r^2}Gravitational Attraction

Newton’s law states that every mass pulls on another with an inescapable force. Love, too, is gravity — drawing hearts closer, keeping them in orbit. The stronger the connection, the harder it is to drift apart.

\Psi_L = \sum c_n |n\rangleLove as Superposition

A quantum state exists in many possibilities until observed. Love, too, exists in infinite versions — every universe, every timeline, every whispered what if.

t' = \frac{t}{\sqrt{1 - \frac{2GM}{rc^2}}}Time Dilation

Einstein taught us that gravity slows time near massive objects. Love, the heaviest force of all, does the same—when you are with the one you love, time stretches, moments linger, and the world seems to pause.

But when you look back, it feels like it all passed too quickly, slipping away like a dream.

L = \lim_{r \to 0} \left( \frac{G m_1 m_2}{r^2} + E_q + \Psi_L + \frac{t}{\sqrt{1 - \frac{2GM}{rc^2}}} \right)The Singularity of Love

A singularity — where physics collapses, where equations break.

Love is that impossible point where all logic dissolves, where distance ceases, where time bows, where two become one — infinitely, irreversibly, eternally.

The Equation of Love — poetic derivation

Scientists spend lifetimes solving equations, but they forget the one that truly matters — the equation of love.

Scientists forget to derive the equation of love.

— Sadia Hakim

So, let’s derive the equation of love.

1. Love is Quantum Entanglement

Two souls, like entangled particles, once connected, remain inseparable — no distance, no time can break them.

L \propto E_q

Love exists beyond space, beyond logic. Wherever you are, I am.

2. Love is Gravity

Like binary stars locked in orbit, pulled by an invisible force, we fall — closer, deeper, endlessly.

F_L = \frac{G m_1 m_2}{r^2}

The smaller the distance, the stronger the force. Love is a gravity that no force can counteract.

3. Love is Superposition

It exists in every universe, every possibility, every state of matter. We are here. We are there. We are everywhere.

\Psi_L = \sum c_n |n\rangle

Even when unseen, love is never absent — just waiting to be observed.

4. Love is the Event Horizon

A singularity of emotions, pulling everything in, beyond which time stretches into eternity.

t' = \frac{t}{\sqrt{1 - \frac{2GM}{rc^2}}}

Love bends time, distorts reality. Inside its pull, past and future blur.

Final Equation: The Singularity of Love

L = \lim_{r \to 0} \left( \frac{G m_1 m_2}{r^2} + E_q + \Psi_L + \frac{t}{\sqrt{1 - \frac{2GM}{rc^2}}} \right)

As distance vanishes, love becomes infinite. As time stretches, love becomes eternal. It is the force that bends the universe, the constant that even science cannot define. And yet — we feel it.

Love harbors heavens, and gates the hells.

— Sadia Hakim // Cosmapoetica Series by Sadia Hakim where science meets poetry)

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