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Would it be enough to rock on a stormless sea with each our separate memories tuned to the state of the sinking sun?
— Kristen Henderson
The only truth is face to face, the poem whose words become your
mouth
and dying in black and white we fight for what we love, not are — Frank O'Hara
mouth
and dying in black and white we fight for what we love, not are — Frank O'Hara
Understand the poem not the poet.
— Christina Strigas
The world is better without
them.
only the plants and the animals are
true comrades.
I drink to them and with
them. — Charles Bukowski
them.
only the plants and the animals are
true comrades.
I drink to them and with
them. — Charles Bukowski
But then you left exactly how all the sad songs said you would
— Andrew Faulkner
I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.
— Walt Whitman
And you're a tall drink of water because we're so fucking thirsty
— Andrew Faulkner
Fred Moten is a poet I really love because he changes who is telling the poem all the time.
— Eileen Myles
The greatest relationships are those in which love is not treated as a noun, but as a verb; with romance not viewed as a burden, but lived as a poem.
— Steve Maraboli
Love is a snowflake for no two are ever the same.
— Kamand Kojouri
Written soul is called poetry
— Munia Khan
It's a poem, of our love, that doesn't rhyme. A story, never meant to have, a happy end.
— Khadija Rupa
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
From the poem Mad Girl's Love Song — Sylvia Plath
But I grow old and I forget your name.
From the poem Mad Girl's Love Song — Sylvia Plath
Pina colada kisses and cocaine nips
never lie, swear to me that this feeling is real. — Lori Jenessa Nelson
never lie, swear to me that this feeling is real. — Lori Jenessa Nelson
I do not trust the truth. It shifts into reality.
— Christina Strigas
As I read you I fell in love with the holes between your words and I loved you most on the days you could not love yourself.
— Jenim Dibie
So this is love:
the Sculptor's chisel.
And stone, which in its whole life
does not utter a single word,
suddenly sings. — Milan Rufus
the Sculptor's chisel.
And stone, which in its whole life
does not utter a single word,
suddenly sings. — Milan Rufus
Tonight, I won't dream, because nobody
has held me and no hands have strayed and even
though I'm drunk with love, my arms are empty. — Melissa Lee-Houghton
has held me and no hands have strayed and even
though I'm drunk with love, my arms are empty. — Melissa Lee-Houghton
You rewrote the art in my heart.
— Timothy Joshua
Euphemisms chosen by fear are a covenant with hypocrisy and will immediately destroy the poem and eventually destroy the poet.
— Lenore Kandel
The statement I do not hate you is a poem of passionate love.
— Gregory David Roberts
He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other! — E.A. Bucchianeri
She gives her love to the other! The other! — E.A. Bucchianeri
SHE Is A Wonderful Romantic Poem With Billions of Lines. Even If I Could, I Wouldn't Finish Reading HER In My Entire Life ...
— Muhammad Imran Hasan
I do not blame him
for not knowing
the gentleness of my soul.
When I only showed him,
how violently
I loved. — Saiber
for not knowing
the gentleness of my soul.
When I only showed him,
how violently
I loved. — Saiber
You are a poem--and that is to be the best part of a poet--what makes up the
poet's consciousness in his best moods. — George Eliot
poet's consciousness in his best moods. — George Eliot
You smile and draw me near and whisper, "Do as dreamers do."
I lean to you and whisper in your ear, "I cannot dream tonight my Dear. For it is you. — Shaun Hick
I lean to you and whisper in your ear, "I cannot dream tonight my Dear. For it is you. — Shaun Hick
Knowing you, I understood myself.
— Kamand Kojouri
..Breaking yet budding,
dying yet living - standing
amongst ruins and rage,
reaching for possibilities
playing hard to get. — Meraaqi
dying yet living - standing
amongst ruins and rage,
reaching for possibilities
playing hard to get. — Meraaqi
She was not a poet. She was a poem. She was about to snap in half. He thought his own poetry had made her la la la la love him. It was unbearable.
— Deborah Levy
what is a journey
without someone who wanders
if sometimes a pair
is made of two — Lori Jenessa Nelson
without someone who wanders
if sometimes a pair
is made of two — Lori Jenessa Nelson
I wanna make growing old with you
the last poem I ever have to write — Michael Biondi
the last poem I ever have to write — Michael Biondi
There's a lamentation in the flutter of your lash.
— Laura A. Lord
I feel no grief for being called something
which
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
which
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
It was not the Jew, of course, who invented the love poem, but the other way around.
— Jonathan Safran Foer
Love is the poem of the spirit.
— Mohammed F. Abad Alrazak
That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.
— Andrea Gibson
Though we met at the same station,
we were but passing trains;
on parallel lines,
destined to never meet. — Timothy Joshua
we were but passing trains;
on parallel lines,
destined to never meet. — Timothy Joshua
A poem (surely someone has said this before) is a one-night stand, a short story a love affair, and a novel a marriage.
— Erica Jong
We write about love like we should be bound in padded rooms.
— Kevin Fuller
The moon is a poem in a starry night.
— Debasish Mridha
We all live but a hundred years.
When I am with you, I live it in a matter of days. — Kamand Kojouri
When I am with you, I live it in a matter of days. — Kamand Kojouri
The word love has always tasted like the scent of fresh ink and soft paper to me. Like a newly written poem.
— Megan Hart
She has craters
but only a fool can deny her beauty.
She silently stare sun whole night
& reflects his light
his love with stars at times. — Lokesh Fouzdar
but only a fool can deny her beauty.
She silently stare sun whole night
& reflects his light
his love with stars at times. — Lokesh Fouzdar
Poetry is a storm asking peace to dance with her.
— Jenim Dibie