Poetry Quotes Quotes

Here, illuminated at last,Nestles the ruddy glint of spiritual certainty;Sweet moments of passion and healing,Of sensual release.

~ Scott Hastie

Beautiful feelings soar freely, while true care roots deeply. Real love can only bedefined by them both.

~ Soar

If you want the light, like you say you do, then why do you keep it strangled in thedark? If you preach love, like you strive to, why do you run away from practising?My love,the universe you fumble for doesn’t exist, if you don’t start from within. Before you,all that I can be is eyes and heart. And all that I can do is to remain by your side,for I can’t love you any less than the more I do now.

~ Soar

At times, love is silent because of too much hurt or too much care. At all times,love is the strongest voice you can always rely on.

~ Soar

Although steady and slow are the trail to love, there is no path to see through without the engine of passionate and true. (Soar)

~ Soar

The season was waning fastOur nights were growing cold at lastI took her to bed with silk and song,'Lay still, my love, I won’t be long...I must prepare my body for passion.''O, your body you give, but all else you ration.''It is because of these dreams of a sylvan scene...A bleeding nymph to leave me serene...I have dreams of a trembling wench.''You have dreams,' she said, 'that cannot be quenched.''Our passion,' said I, 'should never be feared...As our longing for love can never be cured...Our want is our way and our way is our will...We have the love, my love, that no one can kill.''If night is your love, then in dreams you’ll fulfill...This love, our love, that no one can kill.'Yet want is my way, and my way is my will,Thus I killed my love with a sleeping pill.

~ Roman Payne

When flying dreams hit the soil of reality, all that remains are the imprints of experience.

~ Soar

Reality is not made of dreams, until you make them real.

~ Soar

thighs made of hymns, I read 'em like I'm reading runes. Now tell me where my future lies...your neck, can I Savion on it?

~ Brandi L. Bates

In the Light of your Wisdom, You Shine. In the Midst of your Truth, Your Faith is Evident. From inside your Spirit, You are Love.

~ Amaka Imani Nkosazana

Such is true joy’s absolute certainty,Its slow lit fuse that burns holesIn the shabby shroud of death forever.

~ Scott Hastie

how can i everbreathe normally againafter having been cradledby the kind of sorrowso silent, that it nourishesafter having been sweptby the kind of joyso absolute, that it wounds.

~ Sanober Khan

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

~ Scott Hastie

My tears of joyhear the raindrops crying,as the rain never wants to pourdown on my cloudy dayswhen I makeour love-dreamsfor the sun to dreamonly for you....(From the poem Only For You By Munia Khan)

~ Munia Khan

What you are trying to let go of...is already gone.

~ Sanober Khan

Real Martial Arts is Mathematics, Physics, Poetry; Meditation in Action

~ Soke Behzad Ahmadi

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

~ Munia Khan

We too can repair our cracks with goldAnd glow again.Crazed by life,More beautiful than ever before.

~ Scott Hastie

Once spun,The silken thread of all our aspirationsRemains intact,It can never be broken.

~ Scott Hastie

Nothing that truly mattersCan ever evaporate,Be excised,Burnt out of your soul.

~ Scott Hastie

Be as audaciousAs you wish.By all means look to the heavens.

~ Scott Hastie

In this life at least,Our fate is rarely epic.Maybe just as well,Impervious heroes we are not…

~ Scott Hastie

A permanent pathThat, once illuminated,Goes ever onward – a way home…

~ Scott Hastie

The sea, the sea…Man alone,Passive, unawareIn his elemental sadness.

~ Scott Hastie

PerfectionEvery oak will lose a leaf to the wind.Every star-thistle has a thorn.Every flower has a blemish.Every wave washes back upon itself.Every ocean embraces a storm.Every raindrop falls with precision.Every slithering snail leaves its silver trail.Every butterfly flies until its wings are torn.Every tree-frog is obligated to sing.Every sound has an echo in the canyon.Every pine drops its needles to the forest floor.Creation's whispered breath at dusk comeswith a frost and leaves within dawn's faint mist,for all of existence remains perfect, adorned,with a dead sparrow on the ground.(Poem titled : 'Perfection' by R.H.Peat)

~ R.h. Peat

Be a witch they cannot burn.

~ Nichole Mcelhaney

All mothers breed dead children.They shall, perhaps, live later.When no longer dead, they are bornNot—by coincidence, by choice.

~ Mie Hansson

I wore you on me at all timesLike I now carry my pen.Unlike your own opinion myBelongings must have a function.You bled through the ink of my lines andTo be my subject nursed your thirst.Was it my fault, or your own, that you forgot—I do not deal in tender verse.

~ Mie Hansson

I shall have my lasso, I shall lead the course;I recognize it’s time to mount a different horse.

~ Mie Hansson

To be wild as the waves;enshrinedby the vastness—our cosmic immemorial.Unsettled as the forest.An indomitable flickeramidst worldviews,of jaded crownsand romantic ash.

~ Steven Storm

You exalt me Bati,This is the message to the society,Brightest day demands struggling, suffering and sacrifice,heroic labor would suffice.

~ Ankita Singhal

Don't tell a girl with fire in her veins and hurricane bones what she should and shouldn't do. In the blink of an eye, she will shatter that ridiculous cage you attempt to build around her beautiful bohemian spirit.

~ Melody Lee

Root yourself in this earthand it will root itself in you.

~ Sheniz Janmohamed

Poetry’s circular fulfillment was so persistent, when I was weak it gave me strength.

~ Delano Johnson

Creating means living.

~ Dejan Stojanovic

If I die today, will you remember me tomorrow?The love I'm leaving behind, will you care to borrow? From a snake-shed-skin or from the sky unknownIn all living and the dead I'll dwell to groan

~ Munia Khan

...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

The artistic methods of poetry, painting, photography, and writing share certain commonalities of deep composition: spirit, rhythm, thought, and scenery.

~ Kilroy J. Oldster

I love the needle poke, the red pop/ and when an arc of red drops,/ quivering and shaped like wings/ beg me to lick them off,/ quickly savoring your shoulder/ newly marked with a nearly invisible/ but indelible butterfly

~ Rachel Dacus

I write because there are things in me that cannot die.

~ Sanober Khan