Poetry Quotes Quotes

The same things that make you unique in this world, make you a target for the archers consumed by fear and jealousy.

~ Jason E. Hodges

Digging deep inside you as a writer will damn near kill you at times. But in the end, your words will be true and undeniable for the reader, and that is all that ever really matters in writing.

~ Jason E. Hodges

Perfection, my dear being,is what you are.Let not your mindobscure your view.Be still and be aware,right where you are,you cannot miss it.

~ Santosh Lamichhane

I wouldn't mindif life left me...winglessburnt to cindersripped by stormsscattered...like weedscelestially woundedwithout cherry blossomsto perish withbut I would crywith head held in my handsif it left me...unfulfilled.

~ Sanober Khan

for all I can really do isstand herein September’s rainsavoring…soaking it all inslipping..and simplyholding on to poetryfor dear life.

~ Sanober Khan

Had I only known my lettersWould be of such importanceI’d empty myself on paperEvery single morning’And it was for such reason,as she read his little stanza,that she decided to stamponefinalletter:‘Every single morningI’d empty myself on paperYou were my greater importanceThat’s why I wrote you letters.

~ Mie Hansson

We quenched the bulging flame, amongst the ashes embers of fire remain

~ Mie Hansson

The match I struck shall not run deadYou’re my first inhale, my last cigarette.

~ Mie Hansson

Lonely you linger in a league above poetry.

~ Mie Hansson

love is always moving towards you

~ Sondra Faye

No man has the courage to approach her or initiate questions she herself rise, for all men fear a fascist and she can very well be a fascist’s wife.

~ Mie Hansson

Wake up, wake up!' He said to me'No, I'm still sleepy,do not disturb me'Wake up me child, see the beautyDon't cry, wipe your tears, He said to me'No, I'm so lonely, Nobody understands me'Don't cry my child, embrace the beautyDon't panic, be calm, He said to me'No, you don't understand,I need to earn money'Don't struggle my child, connect to the beautyDon't blame or attach, He said to me'How can I be loving,When they hurt me?'Don't retaliate my child, show them the beautyDon't withhold your love, He said to me'How can I give FatherWhen they only take from me?'Don't fear my child, I replenish the beauty

~ Elise Icten

It is very good, Wisehammer, it's very well written, but it's too-too-political. It will be considered provocative.You don't want me to say it.Not tonight. We have many people against us.I could tone it down. I could omit 'We left our country for our country's good.'That's the best line.

~ Timberlake Wertenbaker

I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear to godit will be worth something.

~ Trista Mateer

At the end of the day all we ever need is something that helped pass the time and something that keeps time from passing.

~ Sanober Khan

Like a speeding trainI am passing by...I don’t knowwhere I’m headingwith whom or whyall I know is thatI will never, everpass from here againall I know is I’m skidding forwardon this track of life.

~ Sanober Khan

What differentiated us was our perception of our mutual reality, which made no difference.

~ Mie Hansson

As a writer, a poet, you’re not alone in wanting to be alone. Your work is a friendship that never leaves you.

~ Jason E. Hodges

I was a poet. I had no expectations other than creating a world of art with words that would live on long after I was gone.

~ Jason E. Hodges

They say, poetry is dead. I say, was there ever a time they had a clue of what the state of poetry is?

~ Jason E. Hodges

As I have no form now, I will be recreated;into unknown new shapes, colours and forms distorted.the 'I' in me has faded, and passed on, to a distant land

~ Drunken Mystic

Poets, with no sponsors, no agenda, are the truest form of freedom today, bleeding out every drop of themselves for the world to either hate or devour.

~ Jason E. Hodges

Each morning the winds of the city moan and weep with lost souls clinging to hope of reliving the memories of yesterday.

~ Jason E. Hodges

Poetry is not difficult. If you possess one of the five senses, poetry is in it. If you can compose text message, tweet or Facebook status, you can write poetry. If you can rap a song, you can rhyme poetry. If you can memorise a prayer, you can recite poetry. If you struggle to make sense of formatted text, poetry is your call.

~ Gloria D. Gonsalves

I am a tale, I am a book, written in different languages and styles I can’t be read, can’t be understood,neither by me nor the greatest of minds I am too big, I am too small, to be processed or seen by the naked eyeI am too dim, I am too bright, to appear in the shadows or the sunshine.

~ Sanober Khan

leave me a smilejust warm enough...to spend a milliongolden afternoons in.

~ Sanober Khan

I want you to crave the crisp ocean breezeas much as I do.I want your soul to beas rain-swept as mine.

~ Sanober Khan

As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag,of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.

~ Sanober Khan

I live there...Far above the song-filled clouds,where the dewdrops touch my skin so bareI live there.

~ Sanober Khan

kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.

~ Sanober Khan

i can’t always tell what’s betterlong drivesin the star-spangled desertsor long walksalong winding tea gardens.

~ Sanober Khan

The edge of the sea masks a clock that marks the waves.

~ Gwen Calvo

I am a baby, I am a child, I am the innocent wonder in my eyes I am a glimpse, I am a sign, of someone I can be, someone I might I am not one, I am not two, but I am a million things entwined I am a piece, I am a slice, strung together by the yarns of time.

~ Sanober Khan

Loving you is kissing the night, exposing the scars, words in flames, for every drop and for every life.

~ Gwen Calvo

Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul...to love me.

~ Sanober Khan

let me diefrom having being drunk onindigo skies, my liver...overflowing with stars.

~ Sanober Khan

I live there...where the birds are infiniteeverywherewhere they fleeit's a place your eyes can wanderbut never seeWhere everyone accepts me,Without any pretenseIt's a place your mind can picturebut never really comprehend.

~ Sanober Khan

I blink January’s lashesand gush down December’s cheeks

~ Sanober Khan

Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.

~ Sanober Khan

when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.

~ Sanober Khan