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What I want to know is how you go on when you look around
and don't see anywhere you want to go without the only person
you can't have. — Charlotte Eriksson
and don't see anywhere you want to go without the only person
you can't have. — Charlotte Eriksson
Love and memory and thought and dream ~
My favorite poems have never been written in words. — Kij Johnson
My favorite poems have never been written in words. — Kij Johnson
all my life
i have looked for poems
to elope with. — Sanober Khan
i have looked for poems
to elope with. — Sanober Khan
You are the poem
that sticks in my throat
teaching me to whisper
with the voice of my heart. — Jessica Kristie
that sticks in my throat
teaching me to whisper
with the voice of my heart. — Jessica Kristie
This winter, there will be no voices, no glimpses, no arms.
only the fabric of poetry, to keep me warm. — Sanober Khan
only the fabric of poetry, to keep me warm. — Sanober Khan
She sat in her perfect house,
with her perfect husband,
wishing that her perfect life
would end. — Atticus Poetry
with her perfect husband,
wishing that her perfect life
would end. — Atticus Poetry
I waited for the seasons of love to pass from this cold winter to the summer heat I dreamed of.
— Shannon L. Alder
Don't worry -
you see,
to some you are magic. — Atticus Poetry
you see,
to some you are magic. — Atticus Poetry
There is nothing
prettier in the
whole wide world
than a girl
in love
with every breath she takes. — Atticus Poetry
prettier in the
whole wide world
than a girl
in love
with every breath she takes. — Atticus Poetry
Broken.
As I search for hope,
In the same eyes
I lost it. — Jessica Kristie
As I search for hope,
In the same eyes
I lost it. — Jessica Kristie
Today I bumped into you again. You seemed like that flower long forgotten in the old diary.
— Avijeet Das
I'm sick of the images trapped in my head
I'm sick of being preoccupied with the dead — Jessica-Lynn Barbour
I'm sick of being preoccupied with the dead — Jessica-Lynn Barbour
When I am dead, even then,
I will still love you, I will wait in these poems,
When I am dead, even then
I am still listening to you. — Muriel Rukeyser
I will still love you, I will wait in these poems,
When I am dead, even then
I am still listening to you. — Muriel Rukeyser
I aspire to be
an old man
with an old wife
laughing at old jokes
from a wild youth. — Atticus Poetry
an old man
with an old wife
laughing at old jokes
from a wild youth. — Atticus Poetry
Careful.
The fall is quick,
steep,
and permanent. — Jessica Kristie
The fall is quick,
steep,
and permanent. — Jessica Kristie
I look into your eyes and I'm sure that some divine artist dipped her brush in the same soul and used it to paint us both.
— Cristen Rodgers
She had just enough madness to make her interesting
— Atticus Poetry
You deserve to be the person you were meant to be.
— Atticus Poetry
Love her but leave her wild
— Atticus Poetry
I knew I loved you
when 'home' went from being a place
to being a person. — Eric Micha'el Leventhal
when 'home' went from being a place
to being a person. — Eric Micha'el Leventhal
She blushed and I smiled when we saw the Magpie look at us while we kissed below the Acacia tree!
— Avijeet Das
Your house sounds like a train at midday,
the wasps buzz, the saucepans sing,
the waterfall enumerates the deeds of the dew ... — Pablo Neruda
the wasps buzz, the saucepans sing,
the waterfall enumerates the deeds of the dew ... — Pablo Neruda
Break my heart and you will find yourself inside.
— Atticus Poetry
My poems, I think, exist in a state of tension between the love of natural beauty and the fear of natural meaninglessness or absurdity.
— Hayden Carruth
Watch carefully
the magic that occurs
when you give a person
enough comfort
to just be themselves. — Atticus Poetry
the magic that occurs
when you give a person
enough comfort
to just be themselves. — Atticus Poetry
all the words
all the poems
know
my warm, soft spots. — Sanober Khan
all the poems
know
my warm, soft spots. — Sanober Khan
She was another broken doll dreaming of a boy with glue.
— Atticus Poetry
Where the cheerful children
of unwritten poems,
play all around,
you will find me there. — Khadija Rupa
of unwritten poems,
play all around,
you will find me there. — Khadija Rupa
I love the way he says my name. With the elegance and utmost respect of a King, just before he bows to his Queen.
— M.J. Abraham
Art takes time -
Monet grew his gardens
before he painted them. — Atticus Poetry
Monet grew his gardens
before he painted them. — Atticus Poetry
It was never the way she looked
always the way she was
I would have fallen in love with her
with my eyes closed. — Atticus Poetry
always the way she was
I would have fallen in love with her
with my eyes closed. — Atticus Poetry
There's too much risk in loving,'
the young boy said,
'no,'
said the old man,
'there's too much risk in not. — Atticus Poetry
the young boy said,
'no,'
said the old man,
'there's too much risk in not. — Atticus Poetry
I feel your words on my lips
and feel your mood in my hips — Maquita Donyel Irvin
and feel your mood in my hips — Maquita Donyel Irvin
I still read Donne, particularly his love poems.
— Carol Ann Duffy
Think think think until you blink
— Ganeshsaidheeraj
Come, my darling,
it is never too late
to begin
our love again. — Atticus Poetry
it is never too late
to begin
our love again. — Atticus Poetry
Rod McKuen. One of his poems says something
about it not mattering who you love but the important thing is that you love, — Carolyn Brown
about it not mattering who you love but the important thing is that you love, — Carolyn Brown
I sent my words out onto the wind
to paths unseen and parts unknown
in hopes people will enjoy
this book of poetic words I've sown — Charles Johnson
to paths unseen and parts unknown
in hopes people will enjoy
this book of poetic words I've sown — Charles Johnson
What good are wings without the courage to fly?
— Atticus Poetry
She walked
through her life
heavy
from the
mighty wings
upon her back. — Atticus Poetry
through her life
heavy
from the
mighty wings
upon her back. — Atticus Poetry
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
— Emily Dickinson
What
a strange
world.
We
trade our days
for things. — Atticus Poetry
a strange
world.
We
trade our days
for things. — Atticus Poetry
I mean you ask me
not to fall in love with you
and then you go write poems
with your tongue
and draw constellations
in my freckles. — Clementine Von Radics
not to fall in love with you
and then you go write poems
with your tongue
and draw constellations
in my freckles. — Clementine Von Radics
i am permanently
tanned
in the summer of poetry. — Sanober Khan
tanned
in the summer of poetry. — Sanober Khan
Why not fall in love with an artist? Otherwise there are no letters, pictures, paintings and songs for you when you wake up.
— Darnell Lamont Walker
Sometimes the rain
falls
just for you and me
to be the violin
playing
in the background
of our loneliness's song. — Sanober Khan
falls
just for you and me
to be the violin
playing
in the background
of our loneliness's song. — Sanober Khan
Aflame in black ecstasy, orders extinguished:
after death
how will I know my love was true,
this sacrifice not an exercise in vanity? — Phan Ming Yen
after death
how will I know my love was true,
this sacrifice not an exercise in vanity? — Phan Ming Yen
Our
songs
live
longer
than
our
kingdoms. — Atticus Poetry
songs
live
longer
than
our
kingdoms. — Atticus Poetry
Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.
— Hans Christian Andersen
There
will always
a glimmer
in those
who have been
through the dark. — Atticus Poetry
will always
a glimmer
in those
who have been
through the dark. — Atticus Poetry
Traveling down a road of self-destruction
With no room for any reconstruction — Jessica-Lynn Barbour
With no room for any reconstruction — Jessica-Lynn Barbour
I really just love reading. It's my favorite thing, performing my poems live. Reading by reading, I just kind of follow my nose.
— Eileen Myles
More or Less Love Poems #11:
No babe
We'd never
Swing together but
the syncopation
would be something wild — Diane Di Prima
No babe
We'd never
Swing together but
the syncopation
would be something wild — Diane Di Prima
Following dark winter's strife, a warm air rises, teemed with life. Birth, rebirth, as the waiting die. Old love, new love sprouts wings to fly.
— Phar West Nagle
We write about love like we should be bound in padded rooms.
— Kevin Fuller
The hell in your soul will always find heaven in mine.
— Jenim Dibie
We are made of all those who have built and broken us.
— Atticus Poetry
The words we construct, the poems we write and the songs we sing, become the love story of a stranger we have never seen.
— M.F. Moonzajer
I need to work on me.
The me
without you. — Jessica Kristie
The me
without you. — Jessica Kristie
It's a
lonely
thing,
protecting
a breakable
heart — Atticus Poetry
lonely
thing,
protecting
a breakable
heart — Atticus Poetry