“I wondered if ever my heart would beat again, / As I wandered the moonlight’s dream, past pleasure or past pain.”— Robert Penn Warren, amazon.com
“i say yes ‘you were angry about your body’ i am angry about my body i am angry about the money it eats and eats with its bad organs / the body is with organs and i do believe that / the body is also with labor and rarely paid.”— Liz Bowen, dreampoppress.net
“Once, I believed in you like a poem, turned your heart into a metaphor for my heart, turned our mouths into honey and caramel lozenges. But metaphors come and metaphors go, and not even seasons have the courtesy to stay till dawn.”— Shinji Moon, amazon.com
“THE human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,”— Charlotte Brontë, amazon.com
“I hate seeing poetry in everything I touch. I hate that I can no longer love you without turning you into a metaphor - that it can never be simple as looking at you and saying yes, yes, yes.”— Shinji Moon, amazon.com
“After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises, And you begin to accept your defeats With your h…”— Jorge Luis Borges, hellopoetry.com
“For he who creates must be a world of his own and everything within himself and in the natural world that he has elected to follow.”— Rainer Maria Rilke, amazon.com
“Attempt to raise the sunken sensations of this distant past; your self will become the stronger for it, your loneliness will open up and become a twilit dwelling in which the noise other people make is only heard far off. And if from this turn inwards, from this submersion in your own world, there c…”— Rainer Maria Rilke, amazon.com
“If your everyday life seems to lack material, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to summon up its riches, for there is no lack for him who creates and no poor, trivial place.”— Rainer Maria Rilke, amazon.com
“i need someone who knows struggle as well as I do someone willing to hold my feet in their lap on days it is too difficult to stand the type of person who gives exactly what I need before I even know I need it the type of lover who hears me even when I do not speak...”— Rupi Kaur, amazon.com
“I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire to know you, all else melted away.”— Rumi, amazon.com
“Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers.”— Margaret Atwood, amazon.com