Blue Violets Quotes & Sayings

Agree!" This came from Sandra. "Roses are red, violets are blue, rhyming is hard. Wine. — Penny Reid

Three old women were bending in the fields. What use is it to question us? they said. Well it shortly became clear that they knew everything there is to know about the snowy fields and the blue green shoots and the plant called "audacity", which poets mistake for violets. I began to copy out everything that was said ... I will do anything to escape boredom. It is the task of a lifetime. You can never know enough, never work enough, never use the infinitives and participles oddly enough, never impede the movement harshly enough, never leave the mind quickly enough. — Anne Carson

Rid of the world's injustice, and his pain, He rests at last beneath God's veil of blue: Taken from life when life and love were new The youngest of the martyrs here is lain, Fair as Sebastian, and as early slain. No cypress shades his grave, no funeral yew, But gentle violets weeping with the dew Weave on his bones an ever-blossoming chain. O proudest heart that broke for misery! O sweetest lips since those of Mitylene! O poet-painter of our English land! Thy name was writ in water - it shall stand: And tears like mine will keep thy memory green, As Isabella did her Basil tree. Rome — Oscar Wilde

A Poem for a Trick



Roses are red,

Violets are blue

Dumb ass nigguh I was never in love with U

I peeped your game from the start

That's why I never let you inside my heart

couldn't let you tear it apart

dumb bitch easy trick you made the mistake when you fell in love

Then you had nerves to go around behind my back callin' me a trick

While I went around your small dick

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Dumb punk ass nigguh I used U — Pamela M. Johnson

Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Zombies are Dead
And soon you be too
- Frosty, Zombie Slayer — Gena Showalter

Roses are red, violets are blue, I have five fingers, the middle one is for you. — Gena Showalter

Roses are read, violets are blue; I'm using my hand, but I'm thinking of you. — L.A. Casey

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I'm sick of this poem,
you probably are too. — Anne Mazer

At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that night is still more richly coloured than the day; having hues of the most intense violets, blues and greens. If only you pay attention to it you will see that certain stars are lemon-yellow, others pink or a green, blue and forget-me-not brilliance. And without my expatiating on this theme it is obvious that putting little white dots on the blue-black is not enough to paint a starry sky. — Vincent Van Gogh

We are violets blue, For our sweetness found Careless in the mossy shades, Looking on the ground. Love's dropp'd eyelids and a kiss,
Such our breath and blueness is. — Leigh Hunt

Roses are red, Violets are blue, No amount of money, Can stop me from loving you, Try as they may, Try as they might, I'm not letting go, Without a fight, Some say it's wicked, Some say it's sinful, Some it's wrong, And just wrong, I don't know much, But when push comes to shove, I definitely don't believe, There's such thing wrong as love. — Chris Colfer

Roses are red, violets are blue. You may not know it, but someone loves you. — Meg Cabot

Pickup line ... pickup line ... she racked her brain until she found an explanation and brightened. Mine would be - roses are red, violets are blue, if you don't do what I say I will kill you. — Gena Showalter

Roses are red violets are blue, God made me pretty, what happened to you? — Rocky Quicksilver

And the skies: in one day the sky could travel from green at dawn to a noon-time blue so severe it was almost black to hot silver in the afternoon to roiling burgundy at sunset. Just before night it flowered in yawning, imperial violets. Wedges of mauve, cauldrons of peach - skies more like drugs than colors. — Anthony Doerr

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, but Carrie White eats shit. — Stephen King

Merrick chucked Sarah's chin and stroked her cheek. Eyes blue as violets and hair like an angel. Your mama must be mighty pretty if she's anything like you. I'd like to see her. — Francine Rivers

Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light. — Edwin Arnold

When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo; O, word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear. — William Shakespeare

I'm feeling fuckin' poetic at the moment, too," Mack said on a laugh.
"Oh yeah?"
"Roses are fuckin' red. Violets are ball-blue. You're my bitch now, 'cause I fuckin' love
you," Mack rasped.
"Fucking poetic genius. — Mia Watts

Roses are red,
That much is true,
But violets are violet,
AND NOT FREAKING BLUE. — Anonymous

Roses are red, Violets are blue. I'm just a fucked up hit man, And nothing rhymes with that. — Pepper Winters

Roses are red, violets are blue,
This room's a psycho shopping zoo.
The fashion's a disaster, the mirrors are large,
And somebody left a crazy lady with needles in charge. — Debora Geary

Mr Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change colour every ten seconds as you suck them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing-gum that never loses its taste, and sugar balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds' eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little DARKRED sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue. — Roald Dahl

Roses are red, violets are blue, so are my balls thanks to you. — Ralphie May

Roses are red, violets are blue, if I get you in bed, it would be really cool. — Lauren Oliver

The Origin of Violets

I know, blue modest violets,
Gleaming with dew at morn-
I know the place you come from
And the way that you are born!

When God cut holes in Heaven,
The holes the stars look through,
He let the scraps fall down to earth,-
The little scraps are you. — Anonymous

Roses are red. Violets are blue. Garbage gets dumped, and now so have you. - Brian (to Amy) — Elizabeth Eulberg

Look how the blue-eyed violets glance love to one another. — Thomas Buchanan Read

Violet has the shortest wavelength of the spectrum. Behind it, the invisible ultraviolet. Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. Poor violet, violated for a rhyme. — Derek Jarman

Suspicious: that's what they were, the sounds, the smells, the tastes. When they ran quickly under your nose like startled hares and you didn't pay too much attention, you might believe them to be simple and reassuring, you might believe that there was real blue in the world, real red, a real perfume of almonds or violets. But as soon as you held on to them for an instant, this feeling of comfort and security gave way to a deep uneasiness: colours, tastes, and smells were never real, never themselves and nothing but
themselves. — Jean-Paul Sartre

He only stopped once, to pick her some great blue violets. She thanked him with real pleasure. In the company of this common man the world was beautiful and direct. For the first time she felt the influence of spring. His arm swept the horizon gracefully; violets, like other things, existed in great profusion there; would she like to see them?
'Ma buoni uomini.'
He bowed. Certainly. Good men first, violets afterwards. — E. M. Forster

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Be very afraid
We're coming for you. — Gena Showalter

Roses are red, violets are blue, they got ten, we only got two. — Gerry Cheevers

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I like potatoes
and so do you — Myself

But this time I'm not to blame; I want you to believe that. I simply slipped into those violets. No, I want to be really truthful. I am a little to blame. The sky, you know, was gold, and the ground all blue, and for a moment he looked like some one in a book. — E. M. Forster

Roses are red, violets are blue, get in my bed and be ready to screw. — K. Bromberg

Roses are red, violets are blue, all I want to do is wrap my words around you! — David Lubkin

Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I. — Oscar Levant

Your love is my treasure And my heart is buried there. Your touch is my pleasure Soothing my soul with every care. Subject of my poetry, Love of my youth, Melody to my songs Of joy absolute, Would you believe me? I speak the truth When in poem and song I say to you, That when violets turn red And roses bloom blue That's the day I'll stop loving you. — Warren L.G De Mills

Dearest Annie, Roses are red. Violets are blue. I'm using my hand But I'm thinking of you. - Ronan P.S. Just to clarify, I'm using my hand to write this note ... get your mind out of the gutter. — L. H. Cosway

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Everything's possible
Nothing is true. — Alan Moore

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you. — C.M. Stunich

Roses are red and violets are blue, That played-out shit isn't for you. I got your love letter right here in my eyes. If you look deep enough, you'll see through the lies. — Wendy Higgins