All Quotes By Tag: Poem

“Cheap little rhymesA cheap little tuneAre sometimes as dangerousAs a sliver of the moon.”

“Whole world aside —When you said it’s going to be ok,It’s going to be ok.“Your words are enough to heal me.”

“Whole world aside —When you said it’s going to be ok,It’s going to be ok.“Your words are enough to heal me.”— Rafy Rohan”

“I once broke up with a boy because he wrote me an awful poem.”

“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”

“Every poem is a coat of arms. It must be deciphered. How much blood, how many tears in exchange for these axes, these muzzles, these unicorns, these torches, these towers, these martlets, these seedlings of stars and these fields of blue!”

“Here’s another poem,like all others before and after,dedicated to you.There isn’t anything left to be saidbut I will spend my lifetrying to put you into words.You who is every goodness,every optimismand hope.Your love is a better fate for methan anything I could wish for.If you are a part of me, then you’re the best part.And if you’re separate from me, then you are my destination.But I’ve become a weary traveller,so please,let us never be apart.”

“I had welcomed the feeling of love, only for it to show that i was not ready.”

“TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little leaves opening stickily. I know what I know. The sun is hot on my neck as I observe The spikes of the crocus. The smell of the earth is good. It is apparent that there is no death. But what does that signify? Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots. Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. It is not enough that yearly, down this hill, April Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.”

“A Photographer’s PoemTo take a photograph is to learn new stepsLike a toddler’s first walk from start to endVisualize a dream, a paradigm, a themeIt could be about anywhere, anyone, any moment or anythingLet that sink in until your eyes see clearlyWhat image you cease to create to preserve in dearlyWith a camera you take the picture in mindA photographer’s mistake is to leave it behindTake it wherever a journey is to take placeThere will always be something that comes across your ways”

“The aching in my chest isn’t because I miss you,it’s realizing that you have become someone I no longer know,your fears, your 4 am thoughts, your achievements,are things I no longer have an equivalent to.Who we were and who we are are four different people, and the me from now doesn’t relate to the me from then, let alone to the you from now.-Tanzy Sayadi and Jarod Kintz”

“Anger’s like a battery that leaks acid right out of meAnd it starts from the heart ’til it reaches my outer me”

“I don’t think that I’ve been in love as suchAlthough I liked a few folk pretty wellLove must be vaster than my smiles or touchfor brave men died and empires rose and fellFor love, girls follow boys to foreign landsand men have followed women into hellIn plays and poems someone understandsthere’s something makes us more than blood and boneand more than biological demands For me love’s like the wind, unseen, unknownI see the trees are bending where it’s beenI know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blownI really don’t know what “I love you” meansI think it means “don’t leave me here alone”

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

“With the need for the self in the time of another / I left my seaport grim and dear / knowing good work could be made / in the state governed by both Hope and Despair.”