Poetry Quotes Quotes & Sayings

An art is a poetry but only a few can read it. — Debasish Mridha

I find it incredibly amazing how at every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory. — Sanober Khan

To truly understand poetry one must understand themselves from within one's self. — Richard M. Knittle Jr.

I heard your whispered fantasies so clear Softly told in my ear
I opened my eyes you weren't there
So real my dream, I was so aware
But we'll meet again so certainly
In our whispered fantasy — Astrid Brown

Everything had become song. The curve of the road beneath the clouds here, and there the strokes of dark earth, the green and the gray, the torn pink of clay and gravel under fingertips. The consonance was above all that of the muffled shadow and grass to the depths of sky, where a flutter of cheerful feathers quivered.

In these dreams there are also black walnut trees, and then a forest that opens in a breeze. Nothing. Nothing more than the obstinate sound of wind. — Deborah Heissler

Nothing is part of everything. — Dejan Stojanovic

In that wounded place,
buried between
my ribs and letting go,
I miss you. — Jessica Kristie

You may think just a window
But you overtook my soul.
You are not just a whisper,
You are louder than my soul.
(from poem Chimera) — Deepa Bajaj

Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure. — Dejan Stojanovic

Why spend our time searching to feel reality, when it's the times that don't feel real that we remember forever? — Michael Biondi

Your eyes are an Ocean! — Avijeet Das

I see what I want of Love ... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees suckling the wild berries, and I close my eyes until I see our shadow behind this dispossessed place ...
I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk ... and their need to say: Good Morning ... — Mahmoud Darwish

She flooded my thoughts. I drowned in peace. — Faraaz Kazi

Should I get lost, just point me in the direction of a poem. — Betty Bleen

Every man needs his Siren
To check his courage and strength
When he hears her song
In his travels through the unknown. — Dejan Stojanovic

May our twilights mix together
like breath and breathlessness. — Sanober Khan

That old man over there
Is selling trinkets made of stones
That old woman the entire world
In a map without any hole! — Avijeet Das

When all is lost, there is still a memory. — Dejan Stojanovic

There are countless circles of hell; believers never penetrate the ninth circle. — Dejan Stojanovic

when I finally begin to drift
into sleep
your memory is the...first
and the moonlight
the last, to kiss my face. — Sanober Khan

Poetry listens to me when I am silent and understands me when no one else seems to be able to. — Delano Johnson

I don't think I've ever dared to write down what I see in the ruins of me, or tell in any detail the scars and all their secrets. — Ashly Lorenzana

Visitors come and go.
Daily I read tea leaves for signs
of the approaching century:
a raven perched on a cross
a sword piercing a cloud
A Victorian Life — Clara Blackwood

SELF
BENEATH THE SURFACE,
VEILED ON PURPOSE,
ALL KNOWING AND GRAND,
DIRECTED, GUIDED, BY THE ETERNAL HAND,
SUSTAINED, FULFILLED, FULL OF LIGHT,
REALIZATION ACHIEVED, BY WILLFUL MIGHT. — Charles Edward

The will of life and death,
never share the same motivation ...
we all know that love is the ultimate motive to die for ...
but let's not kid ourselves ...
... we all know the ultimate motive to rise back from the dead is vengeance. — Non Nomen

I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder. — Amanda Mosher

Time (again, Time) like the soul, wears many faces, many bodies and climates and attitudes. The past is one face, the present a second and the future yet another. — Aberjhani

While the world has found the right names for all chronic mental diseases, I believe poetry is also a brain dysfunction, yet the only one that owns itself the mastery for the cure. Isn't it lovely to say, "He/She suffers of Poetry?". — Ioana-Cristina Casapu

Poetry distracts me from going deeper over ... the edge. it is rough and shiny like black diamonds.it dazzles,it enhances,your everything. Each moment,every memory, you touch. — Emily H. Sturgill

In dealing with many words and different cultures every day, I have come to realize that the essence of life can be reduced to the magic of three sentences, in the order of their strength: "I apologize", "I love you", "Hi". The use and the meaning you replenish them with become the mirror of yourself, eventually of an entire humanity. (Soar) — Soar

A poet is an artist that paints pictures by mixing thought, imagination, and emotion with words. — Debasish Mridha

Poetry can take you places that were once only traveled by your imagination. — Delano Johnson

A sky
full
of stars
and he
was staring
at her.

- ATTICUS — Atticus Poetry

ERRORS ARE WHAT MAKE US HUMAN. PLOT TWIST: I'M A HORSE. — Amy King

Because Of You, My Heart Exploded Into Stars — Tirumalai S. Srivatsan

She walked
through her life
heavy
from the
mighty wings
upon her back. — Atticus Poetry

If I'm not around
I hope you'll remember me
and together we will hold on to our favorite song. — Sanober Khan

i am not a jealous person,
but when i am with you,
the thought of someone else
pulling your attention away from me
kills me a little inside
each time. — AVA.

The universe is God's son. — Dejan Stojanovic

Loneliness why do you accompany me if I wish to be alone? — Doutor Luis Alexandre Ribeiro Branco

They call it poetry, what she feels with her mouth closed. By his. — Douglas Self

Love speaks to
The soul
In a language
The brain
Can't comprehend. — Chris Mc Geown

Within my reflection I see tears, for what I see is the truth, are my greatest fears. — Atarah L. Poling

We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit. — Dejan Stojanovic

Only tears can hear the sound of pain
when warm blood reddens discolored stain — Munia Khan

The only thing that mattered to me, was the fact that I mattered to you. — Timothy Joshua

When the hour draws near for you to depart, I shall look upon the clock and curse; and the lips you caressed so tenderly shall tremble with lover's thirst. — Chrissy Moon

Only God and His angels can hear our hearts duet. — Delano Johnson

Drink in the moon as though you might die of thirst. — Sanober Khan

But the sun will rise the day after tomorrow
A millennium without us silences our last echo
To tiny fragments even our plastics are reduced
In Eden Reincarnate all life but ours is renewed — A.A. Patawaran

You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body. — Sanober Khan

When the star dies,
Its eye closes; tired of watching,
It flies back to its first bright dream. — Dejan Stojanovic

I was asked once why I write poetry. I said, why do you breath? — Shannon Lynette

To me and the rest of the world your poetry is a gift. — Delano Johnson

People are looking for chimes and resonances. Chimes leave echoes, and that's what rhyme is. Poetry is about leaving an echo imprint in somebody else's head, in the dark snow of their mind. — Diana Georgeff

Don't ask me any questions. I've seen how things that seek their way find their void instead. — Federico Garcia Lorca

You may be able
to fly to heaven with my love.
But for real, my love is only
a cheap wine.
Seriously,
Only God's love is the precious wine.
And She even
gives it to everyone.
For free! — Subhan Zein

and the afterglow...
of your gaze...is the only
sweater that I need. — Sanober Khan

Deceit dispels the boredom of the Absolute. — Dejan Stojanovic

The world cannot be translated;
It can only be dreamed of and touched. — Dejan Stojanovic

Hope without love is hopeless. — Dejan Stojanovic

Don't ask her to be a rock
for you to lean upon
instead, build her wings
and point her to the sky
and she will teach you both to fly. — Atticus Poetry

Each form is inadequate, like a graft to be rejected by its intractable and unrelenting host and thus can only serve a brief and momentary purpose coherent to a context rooted in contiguous reason. This unbridled brash Spirit is, to itself, burdensome, yet dynamic, for it sees no flaw in working within the confines of a closed system to achieve ends that extend beyond it. This Spirit is, in fact, self-deceptive for to achieve such ends, it becomes necessary to bound manipulable fragments of the Self with a twine by which these parts can be joined indissolubly and maneuvered adroitly with the skill of a marionettist. — Ashim Shanker

Sometimes it's great, and sometimes it's shit.

These are the things all the great philosophers

just won't tell you flat out about life.

You keep moving, keep living, keep breathing

And you keep writing-creating because that's what you do

And that's who you are. There are no magical voices to guide

You except your own. Make it count.





~ R.M. ENGELHARDT — R.M. Engelhardt

She day-dreams just as I do. She is addicted to her solitude just as I am. She loves watching the rain-drops fall slowly on to the green leaves of an old guava tree just as I do. She loves drifting in time and time travel just as I do. She loves looking at the waves dashing against the rocks just as I do. — Avijeet Das

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing — Dejan Stojanovic

Your life is a poetry, it just needs some interpretation. — Debasish Mridha

We need knew knights, but without swords. — Dejan Stojanovic

As I string, a swift rhythm is played out with my hands, a cadence known only to those who have strung tobacco. To many of the poor workers, the meter and rhythm of stringing tobacco is the only poetry they've ever known. — Brenda Sutton Rose

When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV. — Dejan Stojanovic

History will be erased in the universal purgatory. — Dejan Stojanovic

A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons. — Dejan Stojanovic

I ain't scared to lend a hand
I ain't scared to clench it either — Mie Hansson

Prickly
When I'm feeling
porcupine-y,
I get nasty,
I get whiny.
Stay away or
I might stick you.
My sharp words are
quills to prick you. — Laura Purdie Salas

I imagined I was God for a millisecond
And became speechless for a long time. — Dejan Stojanovic

I WANT TO BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DREAMS OF DOING EVERYTHING IN LIFE
AND NOTHING ON RAINY SUNDAY AFTERNOONS. — Atticus Poetry

If you want the light, like you say you do, then why do you keep it strangled in the
dark? 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

Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping. — Dejan Stojanovic

You crawled inside my
ribs to die.

Giant becomes squirrel
becomes a dirt-wet girl

feverishly alive. — Virginia Petrucci

i am like the moon--
sometimes, full.
sometimes, black.

sometimes,
forever and ever alone. — AVA.

In the lie of truth lies the truth. — Dejan Stojanovic

Does my soul suffer
When my body breaks down
When I feel mortal
When my body is weak
Does the soul rejoice
The end is near — A.A. Patawaran

Falling in desire with truth and hope is enhancing our soul with a precious love... — Soar

Brushing a girl's hair
behind her ear
once a day
will solve more problems
than all those
therapists
and drugs. — Atticus Poetry

Teaching others, he corrected himself. — Dejan Stojanovic

Pretense cannot sustain blind power. — Dejan Stojanovic

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love. — Dejan Stojanovic

The night is still waiting. — Dejan Stojanovic

Shine and shimmer my Harvest Moon,
illuminate the shadows in the sky. — A.F. Stewart

You'd think hindsight would do us some good
But all it does sometimes
Is add glass to the kaleidoscope — J.D. Estrada

In a rich moonlit garden, flowers open beneath the eyes of entire nations terrified to acknowledge the simplicity of the beauty of peace. — Aberjhani

To get lost, all you need is poetry. — Debasish Mridha

Poetry is the yearning of the soul to break free! — Avijeet Das

Say No! Accept the burdens of revenge. — Dejan Stojanovic

may my touch
always...be tender

as i would stroke
mother's cheeks
when she cried. — Sanober Khan

Unborn eternity does not die; existence is dying and falls asleep in the eternity beyond existence. — Dejan Stojanovic

I am my own reflection
But when I look at me
I can see your affliction — Munia Khan

The beautiful thing
about young love
is the truth
in our hearts
that it will last forever. — Atticus Poetry

Does not heed to the dark
With its shimmering light,
Moon quietly bathes the ocean — Somali K Chakrabarti

We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble. — Emily Dickinson