poetry

"So the freshness lives onin a lemon,in the sweet-smelling house of the rind,the proportions, arcane and acerb."

"She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here."

"...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye."

"Poetry, plays, novels, music, they are the cry of the human spirit trying to understand itself and make sense of our world."

"Maybe I hope too much. Maybe I dream too much or maybe I love too much to just give up on you."

"He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong."

"I’m not aspiring to be someone else – If I’m me for the rest of my life then so be it"

"Never cry because you have mountains of problem in your hands to solve. Always smile because each problems will someday resolve."

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more"

"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you."

"a flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon,when I don't know, if you will ever come back."

"God moves in mysterious waysHis wonders to performs"

"Looks like what drives me crazyDon't have no effect on you--But I'm gonna keep on at itTill it drives you crazy, too."

"The Girl With Many EyesOne day in the parkI had quite a surprise.I met a girlwho had many eyes.She was really quite pretty(and also quite shocking!)and I noticed she had a mouth,so we ended up talking.We talked about flowers,and her poetry classes,and the problems she'd haveif she ever wore glasses.It's great to know a girlwho has so many eyes,but you really get wetwhen she breaks down and cries."

"Late FragmentAnd did you get whatyou wanted from this life, even so?I did.And what did you want?To call myself beloved, to feel myselfbeloved on the earth."

"All this timeI drank you like the cure when maybeyou were the poison."

"If you want me again look for me under your boot soles."

"If you wake up tired, you’ve been chasing dreams. If you go to bed tired, your making your dreams happen."

"Some hae meat and canna eat,And some wad eat that want it,But we hae meat and we can eat,And sae the Lord be thankit."

"Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind;In the primal sympathyWhich having been must ever be..."