poetry

"Fee-fi-fo-fum -Now I'm borrowed.Now I'm numb."

"i found god in myselfand i loved heri loved her fiercely"

"One difference between poetry and lyrics is that lyrics sort of fade into the background. They fade on the page and live on the stage when set to music."

"The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails."

"There's a certain slant of light,On winter afternoons,That oppresses, like the weightOf cathedral tunes."

"your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide."

"You just go on your nerve."

"I see your picture and in that picture I didn't see you."

"I should combine a car bumper with a belt, for a fashion accessory that’s safe for office romances. Powdered love poetry sold separately."

"Too lazy to be ambitious,I let the world take care of itself.Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?Listening to the night rain on my roof,I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out."

"Deprivation is the mother of poetry."

"True and false fears let us refrain, Let us love nobly, and live, and add again Years and years unto years, till we attain To write threescore: this is the second of our reign."

"I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases....."

"And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor:And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore!"

"أعرفُ أنني عندما أقع في الحبسيكون الفصل شتاءًاوستسري في جسدي قشعريرةفلن أدري أسببها البردأم كوني معك؟"

"Watch out for intellect,because it knows so much it knows nothingand leaves you hanging upside down,mouthing knowledge as your heartfalls out of your mouth."

"People Die...Beauty Fades...Love Changes...And You Will Always Be Alone"

"My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy."

"Speak against unconscious oppression,Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative,Speak against bonds."

"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen."