All Quotes By Tag: Poem

“Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!”

“sometimes when everything seems atits worstwhen all conspiresand gnawsand the hours, days, weeksyearsseem wasted – stretched there upon my bedin the darklooking upward at the ceilingi get what many will consider anobnoxious thought:it’s still nice to beBukowski.”

“The true poem rests between the words.”

“ConnubialBecause with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency, like the way I’ve mastered the language of intimacy in order to conceal how I felt— I knew I was in danger of being terribly understood.”

“Twas the night before Thanksgiving. All the food’s in the oven. And I’m in the bedroom performin’ self lovin’.”

“the worst thing,” he told me,”is bitterness, people end up sobitter.”

“Gloomy roomimmersed in a scentof modern cowardsfilled withshapeless creaturessitting in silencebecause they havenothing to sayFake plastic faceswith a grimaceof disappointmentpainted on themAre we stuck on holdexpecting our turnin a waiting roomof so-calledlost generation?”

“The Scottish Conscience”Jeanie” said the Duke, “you must have doch an’dorroch, or you will be unable to travel.”There was a salver with cake and wine on the table. He took up a glass, drank “to all true hearts that lo’ed Scotland,” and offered a glass to his guest.Jeanie, however, declined it, saying, “that she had never tasted wine in her life.””How comes that, Jeanie?” said the Duke,- “wine maketh glad the heart, you know.””Ay, sir, but my father is like Jonadab, the son of Rechab, who charged his children that they should drink no wine.””I thought your father would have had more sense,” said the Duke, “unless, indeed, he prefers brandy. But however, Jeanie, if you will not drink, you must eat, to save the character of my house.”

“Everything is all right,When you’re here,When you’re right next to me,When my hand is in yours,Don’t leave me,Don’t leave me empty handed.”

“MISERABLERelease the toxic and infectious-Spreaders of misery,Souls destroying souls-And poisonous liars.Awaken from the hallucinations-And take back your heart.Reclaim your self-esteem-And leave the toxic be.”

“For me,you are fresh waterthat falls from treeswhen it has stopped raining. For me, you are cinnamon that lingers on the tongue and givesbitter wordssweetening.For me, you are the scent of violins and visionof valleys smiling.And still,for me, your loveliness never ends.It traverses the worldand finds its way back to me.Only me.”

“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.”