All Quotes By Tag: Poetry

“She’s not stumbling, she’s not lost. She’s simply romancing her inner animal and falling in love with the wild part of her soul.”

“Your soul is so bohemian, free and gypsy wild. Come swim with me in the calming sea, let’s be mermaids for awhile.”

“If everyone only gave a fraction of the compassion their hearts are capable of giving… how much suffering could we alleviate in this world?”

“Is this what I am doing now?Watching the currents, passagesof life around me.I am not looking for books to explainmore with their words, butlistening to poets with their imagery, symbols, listening to my own feelings as Icontinue my pilgrimage in this life,pausing, watching, catching glimpsesof deeper down things.-Deeper Down Things”

“Put the two of us together and we become like moonlight and fireflies… all burning and glowing and lighting up the night.”

“While you were busy working on your ego, she was busy working on her soul.”

“Your ability to make me feel like I was less than I was, took awhile to recover from. But after ripping my own self worth to shreds for so long, I realized that I wasn’t less just because I was more than your inexperienced hands could handle.”

“I am deep. therefore you can’t wade in the kiddie pool and expect to find me.” – Alfa”And I’ve never wanted to drown until now.” – JmStorm”

“Trying to explain feelings that are foreign to your heart, make communication daunting, even frightful. How does one express sensations that cower in the corners, fearful they will not be accepted by their inspiration?”

“You have dirty hands and dark wild eyes, but by far you are the purest heart I have ever known.”

“How to raise sons who respect women:Never give them the opportunity to see you disrespect yourself.”

“I want you. I want you inside and out. The parts you cover with laughter. The depth you shrug off with indifference. I want you. I want you to take me to the place you’ve hidden your heart. I want to walk by your side on this journey. You’re worth it. We’re worth it. Because… I want you.”

“Poetry is the wailing of a broken heart―the etched sorrows of despairing souls.  These artful words are an exclamation in rare colors expressed noiselessly on parchment.  Poetry is the unheard cry of a flower, wilting.  It is a humble, lucent tear shed with meaning.  It is the lovely portrayal of ugliness and the bitter edge of sweet.  Poetry speaks to the spirit by piercing understanding. It interprets all senseless truths―beauty, love, emotion―into sensible scrawl.  Poetry is vague affirmation and bewildering clarification. Like the most poignant of emotions, we understand the essence but cannot adequately do it verbal justice, crippled by inherently weak tongues.  A spiritual soothsayer, poetry is the closest thing to expression of feelings unutterable.”

“If we were to understand how important it is to say something and say it well, maybe we wouldn’t write a single word, but that would be tragic.”

“Promise me this. When you find yourself in need of inspiration, bypass the roses that will clamor aimlessly for attention. And focus on the souls who have actually ‘lived’ among the thorns.”