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She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.
— Avijeet Das
She was not a poet. She was a poem.
— Deborah Levy
She is dying because she said.
She is dying for the sake of the word.
It is her body, silent
and fingerless, writing this poem. — Margaret Atwood
She is dying for the sake of the word.
It is her body, silent
and fingerless, writing this poem. — Margaret Atwood
Solace of Silence
surreal synapses
of a melancholy drone
a dream per chance
she dared not be alone ... — Muse
surreal synapses
of a melancholy drone
a dream per chance
she dared not be alone ... — Muse
Ms. Whitlock is lost in her own world as she continues babbling about poem interpretations and people who died too long ago.
— Katie McGarry
My mother is a poem that I could never write for she deserves multitudes; all of praise.
— Sinovuyo Nkonki
The game was sinful,
But she was more playful.
She needs to be taught,
With every drop of the wax dot. — Delicious David
But she was more playful.
She needs to be taught,
With every drop of the wax dot. — Delicious David
She had reached a turning point. She no longer believed that a situation could be made better by writing a poem about it.
— David Nicholls
I told her it takes
a lot of solitude to write a poem.
She told me it takes a lot of solitude
to die. — Ronald Baatz
a lot of solitude to write a poem.
She told me it takes a lot of solitude
to die. — Ronald Baatz
He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other! — E.A. Bucchianeri
She gives her love to the other! The other! — E.A. Bucchianeri
Sipping tea
with glee
beneath a gooseberry tree.
I wish Alice were here.
Oh, my dear,
do not fear,
she will be. — Richelle E. Goodrich
with glee
beneath a gooseberry tree.
I wish Alice were here.
Oh, my dear,
do not fear,
she will be. — Richelle E. Goodrich
It became a weekend of reading, of trying to see her in the fragments of the poem she'd left for me.
— John Green
She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.
— Laini Taylor
But he knew she was a star, and he, only human. He was never meant to reach the stars - he could only admire them from afar.
— Timothy Joshua
She sat on the end of Blue's bed, looking as soft as a poem in the dim light.
— Maggie Stiefvater
She slammed the door and
was gone.
I looked at the closed door
and at the doorknob
and strangely
I didn't feel
alone. — Charles Bukowski
was gone.
I looked at the closed door
and at the doorknob
and strangely
I didn't feel
alone. — Charles Bukowski
We can't find the cat,
We don't know where she's at,
Oh, where did she go?
Does anyone know?
Let's ask this walking hat. — Shel Silverstein
We don't know where she's at,
Oh, where did she go?
Does anyone know?
Let's ask this walking hat. — Shel Silverstein
Then you are a poet?' she asked, fingering the flyer in her pocket.
'No not at all,' he waved his hand. 'I am merely a character in a poem. — Karen Tei Yamashita
'No not at all,' he waved his hand. 'I am merely a character in a poem. — Karen Tei Yamashita
She was a poem and a painting too. Everything she said sounded like a song, every silence was the music too.
— Akshay Vasu
she wanted because art
— Nicole Brossard
She drew away
from her shadow,so lightening would pass between the two
like a stranger passes through his poem — Mahmoud Darwish
from her shadow,so lightening would pass between the two
like a stranger passes through his poem — Mahmoud Darwish
She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty ... but at the same time very deep, very smart.
— Johnny Depp
Look, do you see that poem?' she said suddenly, pointing.
— L.M. Montgomery
She flooded my thoughts. I drowned in peace.
— Faraaz Kazi
She wasn't very
interesting
but few people
are. — Charles Bukowski
interesting
but few people
are. — Charles Bukowski
SHE Is A Wonderful Romantic Poem With Billions of Lines. Even If I Could, I Wouldn't Finish Reading HER In My Entire Life ...
— Muhammad Imran Hasan
The Scorpion?
The Grasshopper?
Which way will she go? — E.A. Bucchianeri
The Grasshopper?
Which way will she go? — E.A. Bucchianeri
She has craters
but only a fool can deny her beauty.
She silently stare sun whole night
& reflects his light
his love with stars at times. — Lokesh Fouzdar
but only a fool can deny her beauty.
She silently stare sun whole night
& reflects his light
his love with stars at times. — Lokesh Fouzdar
A writer's work often reflects what he or she has been exposed to in life; experiences which are the groundwork of a poem or a story.
— Eyvind Johnson
Elizabeth Barrett Browning could write a poem two pages long. Could she have brought it to a music publisher?
— Dorothy Fields
she is the poem that lives on his pages, burning in his hands, becoming beats all over his skin.
— Gwen Calvo