poetry

"I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart againstThe want of you;Of squeezing it into little inkdrops,And posting it."

"Anyone who has no need of anybody but himself is either a beast or a God."Aristotle"

"The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;"

"O serpent heart hid with a flowering face!Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave?Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!"

"I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd: 'I Myself am Heav'n and Hell"

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

"The words ‘I Love You’ kill, and resurrect millions, in less than a second."

"A pine tree standeth lonelyIn the North on an upland bare;It standeth whitely shroudedWith snow, and sleepeth there.It dreameth of a Palm treeWhich far in the East alone,In the mournful silence standethOn its ridge of burning stone."

"I know the placeI know the place.It is true.Everything we doCorrects the spaceBetween death and meAnd you."

"She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on."

"The sunset produces flower clouds in a garden in the sky, and while there is still light you can see a heavenly representation of my love for you.The sunrise produces rays that light up the world like your eyes do when you're with me. They shimmer and I can see the stars in your eyes that gleam from your soul.-Jarod Kintz and Karen Quan"

"He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking."

"Your war drum ain't / louder than this breath."

"How to Write a PoemCatch the airaround the butterfly."

"It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."

"You just go on your nerve."

"I went down to the river,I set down on the bank.I tried to think but couldn't,So I jumped in and sank."

"[I'm]a freak user of words, not a poet."

"My candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—It gives a lovely light!"

"The darkness has ink eyes, and if you stare long enough, you’re going to see it blink black. That’s the moment to start writing."