The sacred stillness of your brilliant hearthas as the myriad wonders masqueraded.But if you knew this secret from the start,then you'd have quit this Game before you played it.
~ Eric Micha'el Leventhal
Poetry happens when there is nothing to say but you have a volcano hidden inside you waiting to erupt.
~ Debasish Mridha
You belong to everything andeverything belongs to you.You are in the beauty of a flower.You are also in the nourishing spring shower.Then why do you fear to change?You just lose your nameand your inner beauty remains the same.
To get lost, all you need is poetry.
Poetry of the universe is written with flowers and the lights of love on a canvas we call earth.
O, flower! If you bloom with love in spring, will you understand if my soul sings?
Home is— Where the heart wants to dwell, Where the mind wants to dance, Where the air is always pleasant, And where love is always abundant.
It is raining in my heart.Humanity is shedding a tear.I asked, “Who is suffering?”Is it my mother?Silence.No answer.Everyone has a mother,And she always suffers.Why as a child do we let our mothers suffer?I could not get an answer.
~ Debasish Mridha M.d.
No matter who’s looking at you, love, honesty, and kindness will always make you beautiful!
~ Delano Johnson
From heart to hearta heartbeat staggers, looking for a haven.Bereft. It is easier to enter heaventhan to pass through each others' eyes
~ Bill Knott
Kindness went out to play all on a summer's day. With her about many smiles came out and joined in sweet array.Sara Loo, Mother Goose Move Over or you're gonna love poetry
~ Sara Loo
Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Everyone calls him BlockheadNo one sings his praisesOr takes him to heart...That is the kind of personI want to be
~ Kenji Miyazawa
To use the term 'clerk' as an insult is simply a banal vulgarity; Pessoa and Svevo, however would have welcomed it as a just attribute of the poet. The latter does not resemble Achilles or Diomedes, ranting on their war-chariots, but is more like Ulysses, who knows that he is no one. He manifests himself in this revelation of impersonality that conceals him in the prolixity of things, as travelling erases the traveller in the confused murmur of the street.
~ Claudio Magris
The horses have stoppedtheir clippity-clop,but feet are too slowfor where I must go.So here I shall stayuntil light of daywhen clippity-clopgets my team underway.
~ Richelle E. Goodrich
Kabhi tere shehar se guzarein toh parr lena inney,Maine hawaon pe apne kuch safarname likhe hain..
~ Jasz Gill
Foreign places yield more to one who is himself worth meeting.
~ Unknown
Everyone lives by selling something.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
And so I told him how living in Japan would give him a leisure no mere tourist has, to know the rhythms of the place, a land of tiny poems.
~ Donna George Storey
In a room with many windowssome thoughts slide past uncatchable, ghostly.
~ Jane Hirshfield
Poetry has saved me on occasions when people couldn't.
~ Sanober Khan
Night-time. Why is it, I wonder… Always, always it is at night whenThe fury of a hurricane makes itself felt. Perhaps it is because the spirit of the storm Delights in the darkness, for there it can Unleash its rage most potently, most Anonymously, upon the element of earth? Or perhaps it is simply because we Humans are afraid of the dark.
~ Stephanie Osborn
TOMORROW’S WILLSilent world, I find myself,Glad no one hears my thoughts.In dark cocoon, I hibernate,Yet spirit spills every thought.A second chance to try again.The risks I know too well.Two sunsets turning into six-Awaits tomorrow's will.
~ Giorge Leedy
Poetry?...No, just thoughts, glimpses, things running through my head.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Music gives inspiration...one that sounds windy with humming sound, such can put you in a trance, only to come back and discover some witty ideas.
~ Michael Bassey Johnson
Poetry is inspired by the elements of random thoughts, an overflow of gazing at the unseen.
You bothered yourself and changed the season. I was left behind with your awful sounds.
~ Cat Alonso
Everything and nothing are the same in the Absolute.
~ Dejan Stojanovic
Burning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ’s body.
i could go if i wantedshare the floorboards with someonein a place less haunted but i like it hereand i’m happy to stay in this mess on my ownin this home i have built for myself in my bones
~ Savannah Brown
Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die
~ Munia Khan
I wish I could see a cherry blossom or a lotus flower. Where could they be?
~ Susumu Katsumata
Take hands.There is no love now.But there are hands.There is no joining now,But a joining has beenOf the fastening of fingersAnd their opening.More than the clasp even, the kissSpeaks loneliness,How we dwell apart,And how love triumphs in this.
~ Laura Riding Jackson
...you hold a poemthat functions half as personalnote and half as telescopeto the heightsawaiting us all.
~ Kristen Henderson
I wonder if I might be lonelierif I didn't have loneliness
~ Kelli Russell Agodon
To you who eat a lot of rice because you’re lonely, To you who sleep a lot because you’re bored, To you who cry a lot because you are sad, I write this down. Chew on your feelings that are cornerned like you would chew on rice.Anyway, life is something that you need to digest.
~ Chun Yang Hee
Sometimes the rainfallsjust for you and meto be the violinplaying in the backgroundof our loneliness's song.
The sun loved me again when it saw that the stars would not abandon me.
~ Jenim Dibie
Every avalanche was once a lonely snowflake, every flood was once an aching raindrop.
What's a rainy daywithout some deliciouscoffee-flavoured loneliness?
