Poem Quotes

“What makes us leave what we love best?
What is it inside us that keeps erasing itself
When we need it most,
That sends us into uncertainty for its own sake
And holds us flush there
until we begin to love it
And have to begin again?
What is it within our own lives we decline to live
Whenever we find it,
making our days unendurable,
And nights almost visionless?
I still don't know yet, but I do it.”
― Charles Wright, Littlefoot: A Poem

“Tumbling-hair
picker of buttercups
violets
dandelions
And the big bullying daisies
through the field wonderful
with eyes a little sorry
Another comes
also picking flowers”
― E. E Cummings, Poems, 1905-1962

“Searching my heart for its true sorrow,
This is the thing I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people,
Sick of the city, wanting the sea”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Second April

“all theories
like cliches
shot to hell,
all these small faces
looking up
beautiful and believing;
I wish to weep
but sorrow is
stupid.
I wish to believe but believe is a
graveyard.
we have narrowed it down to
the butcherknife and the
mockingbird
wish us
luck.”
― Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

“Girls are cruelest to themselves.
Someone like Emily Brontë,
who remained a girl all her life despite her body as a woman,
had cruelty drifted up in all the cracks of her like spring snow.”
― Anne Carson, Glass, Irony and God

“You who are sitting before me
have the power to
change my consciousness
into painting, poem, melody
or anything else!”
― Suman Pokhrel

“There's an Edna St. Vincent Millay poem that's been rumbling around inside me ever since I first read it, and part of it goes: 'Blown from the dark hill hither to my door/ Three flakes, then four/ Arrive, then many more.' You can count the first three flakes, and the fourth. Then language fails, and you have to settle in and try to survive the blizzard”
― John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

“Doesn’t everyone want to feel in the night
the beloved body, compass, polestar,
to hear the quiet breathing that says
I am alive, that means also
you are alive, because you hear me,
you are here with me.”
― Louise Glück, Averno

“Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!”
― Sir Edwin Arnold

“حالم چو دلیری است که از بخت بد خویش
در لشکر دشمن پسری داشته باشد”
― حسین جنتی, ن

“WINTER'S GHOST:
Autumn moon
incautious in the dark river
Winter’s ghost walks
with a covered face
and silver bones wait in all animals
to be bone cloth upon her shoulder
wait for her happiness in that they are silver”
― Tamara Rendell, Mystical Tides

“I see a bright
portion
under the overhead light

that shades into
darkness
and then into darker
darkness
and I can't see beyond that.”
― Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

“اشک رازیست
لبخند رازیست
عشق رازیست

اشک آن شب لبخند عشقم بود

قصه نیستم که بگویی
نغمه نیستم که بخوانی
صدا نیستم که بشنوی
یا چیزی چنان که ببینی
یا چیزی که چنان بدانی...

من درد مشترکم
مرا فریاد کن.”
― شاملو

“The true poem rests between the words.”
― Vanna Bonta, Shades of the World

“She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
—Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!”
― William Wordsworth, The Works of William Wordsworth

“And then I feel the sun itself
as it blazes over the hills,
like a million flowers on fire --
clearly I'm not needed,
yet I feel myself turning
into something of inexplicable value.”
― Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Volume One

“Silly girl, your different was your beautiful all along.”
― Atticus Poetry

“Sickness awakens sadness sleeps- Moments of aloneness results into peace.”
― Santosh Kalwar, A Very First Book Of Poems: Heartbreak

“You are enough, a thousand times enough.”
― Atticus Poetry

“Anxiety is a living body,
Poised beside us like a shadow.
It is the last creature standing,
The only beast who loves us
Enough to stay.”
― Amanda Gorman, Call Us What We Carry

“Darkness all around, smoke in between my fingers, all you have given me dear, sorrow and sadness to sing here.”
― Santosh Kalwar, A Very First Book Of Poems: Heartbreak

“And now, for something completely the same:

Wasted time and wasted breath,
's what I'll make, until my death.
Helping people 'd be as good,
but I wouldn't, if I could.

For the few that help deserve,
have no need, or not the nerve,
help from strangers to accept,
plus from mine a few have wept.

Wept from joy, or from despair,
or just from my vengeful stare.
Ways I have, to look at stupid,
make them see I am not Cupid.

Make them see they are in error,
for of truth I am a bearer.
Most decide I'm just a bear,
mauling at them, - like I care.”
― Will Advise, Nothing is here...

“நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன், கண்ணம்மா
நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன்
பொன்னை, உயர்வை, புகழை விரும்பிடும்
என்னை கவலைகள் தின்ன தகாதென..

நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன், கண்ணம்மா
நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன்
மிடிமையும் அச்சமும் மேவி என் நெஞ்சில்
குடிமை புகுந்தன, கொன்று அவை போக்கின

தன்செய லெண்ணித் தவிப்பது தீர்ந்திங்கு
நின்செயல் செய்து நிறைவு பெறும்வண்ணம்
நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன், கண்ணம்மா
நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன்

நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன், கண்ணம்மா
நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன்
துன்பம் இனி இல்லை, சோர்வில்லை
சோர்வில்லை, தோற்பில்லை
நல்லது தீயது நாமறியோம்
நாமறியோம் நாமறியோம்
அன்பு நெறியில் அறங்கள் வளர்த்திட
நல்லது நாட்டுக! தீமையை ஓட்டுக

நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன், கண்ணம்மா
நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன்”
― Subramaniya Bharathiyar, பாரதியார் கவிதைகள் [Bharathiyar Kavidhaigal]

“An orphans curse would drag to hell
A spirit from on high;
But oh! How more horrible that that
Is the curse in a dead man’s eye!”
― Samuel Taylor Coleridge and William Wordsworth, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

“The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!”
― William Wordsworth

“If the world stops spinning, slowing to a crawl. I will continue to dream of you. Until, I no longer dream at all.”
― Jessica de la Davies, Slippery When Wet!

“The dividing line forms-fashioned from:
Dragon's tears
Missed years
Overcome fears
The fire and ice paradox
Seen with True Sight
Darkness does not always equate to evil
Light does not always bring good”
― P.C. Cast, Destined

“Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

“برای اینکه یک دنیا را در یک دانه شن ب��ینی
و یک بهشت را در یک گل وحشی
بینهایت را در کف دستت ببین
و ابدیت را
در یک ساعت”
― ویلیام بلیک

“The assignment was to fall in love.
The details were up to you.
The second part was
to include in the poem certain words,
words drawn from a specific text
on another subject altogether.”
― Louise Glück, Averno