Poetry Quotes

Some people unfold into a thousand wordsand others never speak to me at all,never take the blame at all,never look at me at all – I wonder whyhe never looks at me at all (perhapshe cannot bear to meet my eyes).

~ Miriam Joy

And this is when I knew I was black for real.This is when I knew black was a citywhose walls were constantly under siege....

~ Roger Bonair-Agard

A poem must be authentic. It could be flowery, it could have the most brilliant metaphor, it could be bursting with onomatopoeia and alliteration, assonance and consonance, hyperbole and paradox, from every end, it could have daring syntax and clever cacophony, it could have a neat and ordered rhyme scheme...but, if it loses its authenticity, its ability to convey the very heart and soul of the poet, then all the euphony and cacophony in the world cannot make up for the loss of its identity as a poem. And that is the true cacophony.

~ Gina Marinello-Sweeney

No!I don’t love you!I just like you, a little.Your lips are sweet,and your eyes are precious to me.No!I don’t love you!I just like you, a little....

~ Zorica Savron

I don't believe in magic.'The young boy said. The old man smiled. 'You will when you see her.

~ Atticuspoetry

Only fools lay claims where lovers thread for when such love is renewed, lovers dance upon their heads.

~ Chinonye J. Chidolue

There is a moon,that rests in the quiet cornersof a lover’s lips.

~ Sanober Khan

As her lips changed the geometry,Her smile turned to poetry.

~ Shashiraj Punjabi

The hell in your soul will always find heaven in mine.

~ Jenim Dibie

Lovers, forget your love,And list the love of these,She a window flower,And he a winter breeze.

~ Robert Frost

On Paper*some call it poetrybut it is just painon paper_____________________rassool jibraeel snyman (c) 2015The Poetic Assassin

~ Rassool Jibraeel Snyman

when whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name.

~ Sanober Khan

savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep...and last night’sdream.

~ Sanober Khan

you make autumn misttaste like champagne and turn winter raininto the elixir of life itself.

~ Sanober Khan

my love is a winter’s mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck.

~ Sanober Khan

my lovefor youwill always belike a mountain stream.quiet. persistent. continuous.

~ Sanober Khan

How envious I am that the sun may kiss your porcelain skin and forever change how the world sees you.

~ Phar West Nagle

There's no one to mourn for a life that love stole.

~ Phar West Nagle

funny how our heartswere designed to loveso fiercely.but break ever so gently.

~ Sanober Khan

I knew I loved youwhen 'home' went from being a placeto being a person.

~ Eric Micha'el Leventhal

Perfect bliss, from just the thought of you next to me.

~ Delano Johnson

I’m a man of integrity. My heart is locked and I have given you the only key.

~ Delano Johnson

Conditional love. Far from Gods original love.

~ Delano Johnson

I know my breasts, smallas plums, would win no blue ribbons.But in your hands they tremble and fillwith song like plump, white birds.

~ Cecilia Llompart

...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it's you I speak of.

~ Kellie Elmore

There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawaterbegs the pearl to break its shell.and the lily, how passionatelyit needs some wild darling! Atnight, I open the window and askthe moon to come and press itsface against mine. Breathe intome. Close the language door andopen the lovers window. The moonwon’t use the door, only the window.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi

When he came back, I hid my face within my hands. He said: Fear nothing. Who has seen our kiss? --Who saw us? The night and the moon.And the stars and the first flush of dawn. The moon has seen its visage in the lake, and told it to the water 'neath the willows. The water told it to the rower's oar.And the oar has told it to the boat, and the boat has passed the secret to the fisher. Alas! alas! if that were only all! But the fisher told the secret to a woman.The fisher told the secret to a woman: my father and my mother and my sisters, and all of Hellas now shall know the tale.

~ Pierre Louÿs

Don’t take away my dignity While patching up my broken dreams

~ Holly Ducarte

3:29:50 pmwhat is it that you love about himis it the way he lets you downincapable of lifting you upis it the way your heart breakswhen he says somethingthat shatters your self-esteemis it the fact he never shows upwhen you need himtell me again what is there to loveabout a man who doesn't love you

~ R.h. Sin

listen girl,’ Medea says, ‘you arenot the first person in the world tosuffer from a broken heart.but i will treat you like you are.listen girl. he is not calling out your name.your name to him is nothing.it might have been before.once, your name might have beenthe only word he knew when hewas blind sad or bursting with sun.those days are over.your name can only exist in your own mouth now.say it over and over. say it until it doesn’t soundlike a name, but just a sound. the promises he made you are just sounds now too. remember that.your hands are what will hold you together now.and you want to be mad? be mad.here is a plate. throw it through his window,listen to the crack. the shatter. laugh into the night.call yourself the sun. see, you will rise.and are you less of a woman for this? nowhat is woman?woman is this–enduring.listen girl, you will get over this– you will.but what fool said you had to do it silently?here is a tip – scream

~ Salma Deera

(...) like he left a piece of himself with youand you are terrifiedhe is coming back for it.Or he left a piece of himself with you and you are terrified he is not coming back for it.

~ Brenna Twohy

Perhaps the year and a half spenttrying to make sense of all this has finally drained meMaybe, just maybe, I always know I deserved better, but was too afraid to accept it

~ Samantha King

Dear . . .You’re the poem I couldn’t finish The journey I should have never started I saw tragedy in our ending My pen bled its heart out trying to change it But you were the fight I didn’t want to lose The addiction I didn’t want to quitYet there was only one of us holding on I wasn’t attached to the man you areBut the one you could be I tried to build where there was no foundationCreate a fairy tale on blank pages But some stories need not be told, let alone written You’ll read my words and won’t be moved Your arrogance will not soften You won’t be changed Your heart, if you should have one, will not bend or break The worst part of it all Is this poem is about you and you’ll never even know it

~ Samantha King

To the delicate,You will fall for the rough ones. the cold ones. the ones filled with apathy. you will spend your time counting their affection in change. you will stuff your pockets with silence. you will settle for second hand love. Delicate, you will be fashioned in the art of forgiveness. you will love like it’s a religion. you will memorize birthdays, phone numbers, and the moments you’ve heard goodbye. and when life becomes unyielding, and the burden too heavy, you will fault yourself. blame the material you are made of. say that you rip too easy, expect too much, give too often. you are a well that keeps on leaking. but even if you overflow, even if the thunder finds your home, you must remain soft. and if they have broken your heart, allow it to make you softer. kinder. do not imitate the cruel. do not allow yourself to take the shape of those who hurt you.

~ Sabah Khodir

Maybe the entire world is in love with you and I'm the only one brave enough to admit it.

~ Sean Glatch

I try to think of metaphors that suit him best, but he was made of the sea and the stars and the sun, and one wouldn’t do him justice.

~ Zorgie Adriana Sanchez

you rupturedthe love lakes of my longingand scattered the continents of my heart.

~ K.y. Robinson

It was only love,It only drove me to my knees.Rendering me hopelessLike an incurable disease.

~ C.b. Roberts

From ashes I cameTo ashes, I'll return.But tonight I'm contentTo sit here and burn.

~ C.b. Roberts

Love did not die. I still create your image to my heart every solitary night.

~ Chrissy Moon