Poetry Quotes

Maybe they will only find one another by being somewhere they have never been and maybe none of this has a thing to do with forgiveness but home doesn't always resemble the path.

Mikl Paul

It's not what you go through that makes you strong: it is how you handle the situation that gives you strength.

Tanya R. Liverman

Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.

Dejan Stojanovic

Let me live my final days whole.Let my memory remain that I might know love's face.Life don't unwrap me to be fed to scavengers.I want to escape into light - not exist in darkness.

Susie Clevenger

the difference between poets and mystics . . . The mystic nails a symbol to one meaning that was true for a moment but soon becomes false. The poet, on the other hand, sees that truth but understands that symbols are always in flux and that their meanings are fleeting.

Neal Stephenson

Când ne deschidemtu mie ?i eu ?ie,când ne scufund?mtu în mine ?i eu în tine,când ne pierdemtu în mine ?i eu în tine,Abia atuncieu sunt eu?i tu e?ti tu.

Bernhard Schlink

Poetry is when words are robbed of their attributed truth.

Günter Brus

Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.

Dejan Stojanovic

What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.In today's sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.

Elizabeth Alexander

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Edgar Allan Poe

Que les poètes morts laissent la place aux autres. Et nous pourrions tout de même voir que c'est notre vénération devant ce qui a été déj? fait, si beau et si valable que ce soit, qui nous pétrifie, qui nous stabilise et nous empêche de prendre contact avec la force qui est dessous, que l'on appelle l'énergie pensante, la force vitale, le déterminisme des échanges, les menstrues de la lune ou tout ce qu'on voudra.

Antonin Artaud

Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.

Dejan Stojanovic

She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes...

George Gordon Byron

Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imaginedfuture, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love ora passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convincedthat even the smallest particle of the surrounding world wascharged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, andone would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind-loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by thehigh, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, somany and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like firefliesin the perfumed heat of summer night.

Mark Strand

In the essence of truth lies deceit.

Dejan Stojanovic

Life is a poemjust waiting to be written,lift your pen and speak.

Susie Clevenger

What is this life so full of care,We don't have time to stand and stare.

William Henry Davies

...perhaps in actions I'm less of a man - but, oh the words - such lovely words...

John Geddes

I can blend words easily with my pen, and show concepts from deep within. Yet not everyone gets the message I send. So why do I even let these words begin? Maybe they will soak in one day at the right time. When the readers on a new path to find. So for now I'll continue to drop ink and not worry about what other people think.

Stanley Victor Paskavich

I fly through memory to find a newborn love.

Dejan Stojanovic