Poems Quotes

Always write exactly what you’re feeling at the exact moment when writing something like poetry or an emotional novel. Put yourself, pour all emotions into your work…make yourself cry, feel joy if you are writing joyful things, feel lovey if it calls for it…just put your heart and soul into all that you do…then you will be a good writer when you can make whoever reads your work, feel. -Nina Jean Slack

~ Nina Jean Slack

You askif I will write a poemI could,I supposewrite the mostsplendiferousone of allbut notrightnownot whenyour handsare brewingwarmcinnamon teaacross my skinnot when I’mtrying to imaginewhat might happenif you beganfloweringkissesuponmeMy dear,how canI writea poemwhen I’m alreadyinside one?

~ Sanober Khan

When she smiled at me, I felt unborn poems stirring within.

~ John Mark Green

I paint the darkness and the silence, You see them as stars and poetry.

~ Jenim Dibie

You hid in my ink and guided my hand. You stained the pages with your silence as God wrote the words, Be still. Yet, my heart's blindness could only write in loud hues of red, I love you.

~ Shannon L. Alder

There’s a pressure at all hours of the day only a poem can assuage.

~ Kristen Henderson

I believe eros dwells in our innermost being as the spirit of creative expression. To me, eros is a great path that we must walk, a song we listen to, a game that we hunt and enjoy, a lesson to learn, a garden where flowers bloom, a prodigious puzzle to solve, a book to read, a chapter to write, and an ocean to swim in. That’s what eros is to me.

~ Salil Jha

all the wordsall the poems know my warm, soft spots.

~ Sanober Khan

all my lifei have looked for poemsto elope with.

~ Sanober Khan

If you had told me, though, when I was twenty-four that I would write about Skokie, Illinois, where I grew up, I would have said, ‘You’re out of your mind. Why would I have Skokie in a poem?’ But you become resigned. Your job is to write about the life you actually have.

~ Edward Hirsch

In the hours waking,when we're still all still,and you can hear the floorboards creaking,and you can feel the shades blow in,the night we slept with,we'll never kiss like that again.Our lips, will sever, our memories, will dissipate,and our shadows will be swallowed by the sky.

~ Dave Matthes

Distance, the dissonance insurmountable,would be not the end,but a magnet.When fingertips kiss,they imprint and cement something,that cannot be disintegrated. Time becomes a phantom,the wind becomes an anchor,and old dreams- blankets of warmth.Lull with me, Lady,there is no greater escape.Love and war, even when buttered on toast,still makes for the breakfast of champions.

~ Dave Matthes

For every moment of suffering,Others will arriveThat will instead pierce you with joy.

~ Scott Hastie

I think poetry without metaphor is like husband and wife living in separate bedrooms.

~ Munia Khan

Great literature makes a great life.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The world is a wide place where we stumble like children learning to walk. The world is a bright mosaic where we learn like children to see, where our little blurry eyes strive greedily to take in as much light and love and colour and detail as they can.The world is a coaxing whisper when the wind lips the trees, when the sea licks the shore, when animals burrow into earth and people look up at the sympathetic stars. The world is an admonishing roar when gales chase rainclouds over the plains and whip up ocean waves, when people crowd into cities or intrude into dazzling jungles.What right have we to carry our desperate mouths up mountains or into deserts? Do we want to taste rock and sand or do we expect to make impossible poems from space and silence? The vastness at least reminds us how tiny we are, and how much we don't yet understand. We are mere babes in the universe, all brothers and sisters in the nursery together. We had better learn to play nicely before we're allowed out..... And we want to go out, don't we? ..... Into the distant humming welcoming darkness.

~ Jay Woodman

The streets are silent / The playgrounds are still /The noise has moved elsewhere / Into our homes / Into our hearts / It’s been too long /Children are not where they belong /The streets, the playgrounds and the song /Have been waiting for too long…

~ Daya Kudari

My demons creep like a pedo in a park full of kids. Each one reminding me of the consequences, what I didn’t do, or did.

~ Ken Dereste Dorcely

The shadow of a character is defined by its maker...while a heroine is personified by its actions and relatability. So writers can create a world with a heroine that has impact and finish with everessence lights at the dims of its shadows

~ Raquelle Stepney

No matter how many romantic poems you recite, no matter how many glorious tales of love you read, how can you really understand the condition if you've never found yourself in it?

~ Sherry D. Ficklin

It is so hard to stay afloat in a world that just wants to drown you.

~ Schuyler Peck

Because I found the strength to do the things I believe in, and the will to stop doing the things I don't believe in.So I have discovered what it means, to be at peace.

~ Pleasefindthis

Creating means living.

~ Dejan Stojanovic

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

~ John Geddes

A Poet never denies creativity entrance.

~ Micheline Jean Louis

Poems are surmountable. They have rhymes and rhythms to help you make meaning. They're short enough. . . to read and reread until you've made some sense of them. Short stories are a different ballgame. You read them and understand the words completely. You know what happens in each sentence. You follow the dialogue and action. at the end, you know exactly what's happened. And also you have no idea.

~ Laurie Frankel

Even if a poem is beautiful and memorable, it’s not like an advertising jingle or propaganda, which attempt to convince and control. Poems seek to confuse, disabuse, enlarge understanding, and make people ask questions and think for themselves.

~ Rachel Zucker

Of everythingI have ever endured,YOUareMy Favourite Tragedy.

~ Meraaqi

We dreamt of a crappy apartment somewhereMaking love while we let the midnight airFlow through the open window, into our closed heartsLeft bitter from heartbreak and too much time apart

~ Jessica-Lynn Barbour

I hate reading poems—school made me hate them. I’d spend hours interpreting one, just to read the memorandum and realize I’d be fucked during exams. I remember making a little asterisk next to every question I struggled with, and at the end of the paper, I’d realize I was looking at the fucking Milky Way.

~ Danielle Esplin

A dessert to a deserter in the desert burst, You trust your thirst. And you are too hot! You scream for ice cream. And believe it or not, I may not be your first. But I might be your lust! Give it a shot...

~ Ana Claudia Antunes

This heart is a hurricane, turbulent with ache screaming winds of grief waiting to make the skyfall, to pluck the cloudsfrom their beds with itswhipping winds

~ Jack Southfield

everything that is scatteredcomes together in wordseverything that is lostcomes back in poetry.

~ Sanober Khan

Books have power to bring you glory or doom, it all depends on perception.

~ Nikita Dudani

Yet, the man never goes slow! Feted against all the odds.How? Nobody knows.Undeterred, unabated, yet uncharted he goes...

~ Subhajit Ganguly

My beloved isn't dazzling light, Darkness is my beloved – The reason I'm so fond of her…

~ Subhajit Ganguly

While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.

~ Dejan Stojanovic

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.

~ Dejan Stojanovic

What you gain here, you lose on the other side.

~ Dejan Stojanovic

Long ago we conquered our passions looking at ourselves in the mirror of eternity.

~ Dejan Stojanovic