Poet Quotes

There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book.Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.

~ Oscar Wilde

You'll find magic everywhere, even in dark, dusty corners, if you stop searching with your limited human eyes and instead feel with your naked soul.

~ Melody Lee

I get into beatific cornucopia when I delve into books, coffee, and wanderings!

~ Avijeet Das

Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in the most civilised manner and I forget myself. I forget the poem. I forget the ...

~ Kamand Kojouri

I only wrote prose before I met you. My musings were superfluous and serious as well. But now the words dance with me. I sing with them and we create poetry.

~ Kamand Kojouri

For sometime now I have believed that it is our own force, all our own force that is still too great for us. It is true that we do not know it; but is it not just that which is most our own of which we know the least?

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

The moon is my fear.The sun is my heart afire.The stars, my love songs.

~ Richelle E. Goodrich

You cannot free someonewho is caged intheir own self.

~ Anjum Choudhary

Destruction wasn't when you chose to destroy me.It was when i let you.

~ Anjum Choudhary

I was lost for too longbut when i found you,i could feel it in my bones.You were my home.

~ Anjum Choudhary

Take me to your darkest cornersand watch your demonssurrender to mine..

~ Anjum Choudhary

Master the art of selfloveand you will never have to seekvalidationever again.

~ Anjum Choudhary

I am no one's to be claimed,I belong to me.

~ Anjum Choudhary

I stopped losing my sleep over you...Now i lie awakein search of me!!

~ Anjum Choudhary

It's okay darling,creative people are called crazyall the time.

~ Anjum Choudhary

Dance less in motion and more in spirit, awaken the dreamer within.

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

Music does not need language of words for it has movements of dance to do its translation.

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

When the melody plays, footsteps move, heart sings and spirit begin to dance.

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

Soar like an eagle beyond skies of heavens reach, as wings of dreams dance with winds of reality.

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

World seems like a void of silence every time footsteps are deprived of dancing shoes.

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

Dance resides within us all. Some find it when joy conquers sorrow, others express it through celebration of movements; and then there are those... whose existence is dance

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

Hearts shall dance once again, when canvas of ice is painted with the brush of skates.

~ Shah Asad Rizvi

I celebrate myself, I paint and dance and sing myself, and what I assume you will assume, for every atom as of me as good belongs to dreamy You. I am a song. I am a poem. I am the soil and a gem. I am a stargate and a voyage. I am the ocean and your soul.

~ Oksana Rus

You can run from the truth. You can run and hide from the truth.You can deny and avoid the truth. But you cannot destroy the truth. Nor can you make the lie true. You must know that love will always uncover the truth.

~ Delano Johnson

She asks me silly questions. Like how much do I love her?I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...

~ Avijeet Das

If we learn to love someone for their imperfections that reflect our own, we eventually appreciate the thought that even the most beautiful things are damaged

~ Nicola An

And then it dawned on me that the greatest love stories in the world never have happy endings.

~ Avijeet Das

My wife is a thief...She takes the last cookieTakes forever to get readyShe takes her time in the showerTakes all of the hot waterShe takes my favorite seat on the couchTakes the high road when I lose controlMy wife is a thief...She took my last nameTook the time to get to know me, love meShe took the back seat and let me leadTook on motherhood and the emotional toll that it bringsShe took care of me the many times that I've gotten sickTook on the pain of pregnancy so that the Jackson legacy would live onMy wife takes, and takes, and takes...I'm so proud of my perpetual thief who stole my heart and won't give it back.

~ David Jackson

You made a poet fall in love with the world.

~ Avijeet Das

Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me your poetry.

~ N'zuri Za Austin

I loved you for a thousand years and missed you in all of them.

~ Christina Strigas

You can't break up with a soul mate.

~ Christina Strigas

I write because the security of your love allows me to develop my craft without concerning myself with trivialities — as if your love could be any more complete. But I write, in the first place,because of you, my muse. I write for your green eyes to glance at my humble words and for the pleasure of hearing you utter them.

~ Kamand Kojouri

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

A POCKET-SIZED GIRLHe keeps me in his pocket for a rainy day; he swears I'm not an object as he yo-yo's me away.A friend is what we'll call it,but my friend, he does not know,each time it rains I love him— so to his pocket, I must go.He thinks he's being clever,but I am not a fool;his love ain't worth a penny,so to my heart I must be cruel.

~ Coco J. Ginger

MY MOONI'll always wonder what time it is there; if you're dreaming, or awake. My moon is your sun; my darkness, your light. I'm in the future, you'd jokingly say.And I know where you are, because I'm watching you from the past.

~ Coco J. Ginger

Pay to go inside Neruda's homeA body lies there with no dome.But right there in the front hallLean a fairy against the icy wall.Oh Endless enigmas had the bard!Nice and large and calm backyardEnds In the middle of a rare roomRare portrait of revelishing gloom.Up climbing at the weird snail stairDoes make you grasp for some air.And there's a room with bric-a-brac:Old and precious books all in a pack.Dare saying what I liked most of all?Enjoyed seeing visitors having a ball!

~ Ana Claudia Antunes

I'll always be the yearning poet bleeding ink chasing stars drunk on dreams.

~ Melody Lee

You're back where you swore yourself you wouldn't beThe familiar shackles you can't tell from your own skinYour head's under water when you learned to swimOn a road to hell, congratulations, you're free...

~ Sanhita Baruah

Poets, you always write about women worth dying for. Write, for a change, something about the ones worth living for!

~ Ljupka Cvetanova