Sanober Khan Quotes - Page 2

the mostbeautiful tideis the sweepof your heartagainst mine.
Sanober Khan
you wereand always will bethat first ever touchto have fertilizedthe groundbeneath my life’s treesthat first ever roseto have fragrancedthe rest of my memories.
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when I finally begin to driftinto sleepyour memory is the...firstand the moonlightthe last, to kiss my face.
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for those memories are nowjust like these little kittensI hold in my handsthose can be kissedand treasuredbut not held too tightly.
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If my life were a fragrance, it would smell like the sea.
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tread carefullyinto my life, my dear.the currents are strong.you will get lostin this warm oceanof my skin.
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you are here.the moontides are here.and that’s all that matters.
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You are the ocean to my eyes.
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let my heart always belike it is...this very momentready to explode...with lovea violent rainstorm...with no streamno ocean vast enoughto flow into.
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A rain like melting pillows…a rain so beautifulI could neverhave let go ofif not certainthat someday...it would find its wayinto my poem.
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..i spill intothe kind of silenceonly Khalil Gibran would understand.
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to be a poet meansto live with a permanent wound forever susceptibleto either the shade of the skyor someone's eyes.
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may this poetrybe the homeyou will someday come back to.
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my poetry is merely a body.you are the soul in my words.
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This winter, there will be no voices, no glimpses, no arms.only the fabric of poetry, to keep me warm.
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How....will I ever truly depict you?You’re perfect, my writing isn’t.
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It is kind of ridiculous that a poet is expected to live in the real world.
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The most beautiful, amazing and inevitable fact about life- Everything has a natural healing process.
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I was coming together...limb by limb, after being brokenfor an infinity.
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I want to have a romance so grand,it would have made Shakespeare fumble for words.
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When admiring other people's gardens, don't forget to tend to your own flowers.
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i have known yousince the beginningof timethe one i have loved alwaysin spirit.only just discoveredin person.
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What's a rainy daywithout some deliciouscoffee-flavoured loneliness?
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Sometimes the rainfallsjust for you and meto be the violinplaying in the backgroundof our loneliness's song.
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Poetry has saved me on occasions when people couldn't.
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Some days I don't know what is greater.My wisdom, or my stupidity.
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Fall in lovewith the energyof the morningstrace your fingers along the lullof the afternoonstake the spirit of the eveningsin your armskiss it deeply and thenmake loveto the tranquilityof the nights.
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your gazeacrossmy cheeksturned theminto strawberry fields.
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Tea is just an excuse.i am drinking this sunset, this evening.and you.
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the nights would be orphaned without the sound of crickets chirping.
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The magic fades too fastthe scent of summer never lasts the nights turn hollow and vast but nothing remains...nothing lasts.
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I find it incredibly amazing how at every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory.
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our feet are grape-squashed in memoriesour skins are still flushedfrom the touch of summer’s lips.
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Breezy daysdeserve the unionof two old friends.
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If I’m not around I hope you’ll remember me and together we will hold on to our favorite song.
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There is somethingmystically sadand beautifulabouthowi will neversee youagainbut meet youagain and againin poetry.
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Sometimesthe things that make you cryare more beautifulthan the thingsthat make you laugh.
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love canembellish its beginningsing its blossomingand engrave its eternitiesbut can never explain its loss.
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Tomorrow camewith the illusion of todayeven more fleeting than yesterdayit camelike it always comesand wentlike it’s always gonelike a favorite song in its final secondsTomorrow came and leftleaving nothingnothing...but a familiarlingeringsense of loss behind.
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most of the timesit’s the hardest to saywhat I love moreyouor your memory.
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When you left you left behind a fieldof silent flowers under a sky full of unstirred clouds...you left a million butterfliesmid-silky flutters You left like midnight rain against my dreaming ears Oh and how you left leaving my coffee scentless and my couch comfortless leaving upon my fingers the melting snow of you you left behind a calendar full of empty days and seasons full of aimless wanders leaving me alone with an armful of sunsets your reflection behind in every puddle your whispersupon every curtain your fragranceinside every petal you left your echoes in between the silence of my eyes Oh and how you leftleaving my sands footless and my shores songless leaving me with windows full of moistened moonlight nights and nightsof only a half-warmed soul and when you left... you left behind a lifetime of moments untouched the light of a million starsunshed and when you left you somehowleft my poem...unfinished. (Published in Taj Mahal Review Vol.11Number 1 June 2012)
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give mea pillow of strongever-dependable shouldersthat i can bury my head in.
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holding the eveningtremblingly close to mei weepinto the sun lettingthe burdenof hopelift off my chesti realizethis is what it meansto be free.
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we are all like poems. some of us rhyme. some don’t. some are Pulitzer prizessome are just scribblesand yet, we all possessa special kind of beautythat can either heal or cut to the boneone that can never quitebe fathomed, nor forgotten.
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One clear moment, one of trance One missed step, one perfect dance One missed shot, one and only chance Life is all...but one fleeting glance.
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Great struggles make for great stories.
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You only have to do one good thing to be in somebody’s lifetime of prayers.
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Scatter as a prayerescaping my lips...as orchidsblooming in clouds.
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i would rather havefeelings without wordsthan words without feelings.
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wordslike mysterious mermaids come and live permanentlyin the soft sweepsand scars of my skin.
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for we all have our own twilights and mistsand abyssesto return to.
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some words bring warmthjust bybeing next to each other.
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what ismore beautifultears, in someone’s eyesfor meor in my eyesfor them.
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sometimes i wake upin the middleof the nightand findpoetry splatteredall over my bed.
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i am alwaysstalking you, my dear. with my thoughtsmy words.my breath.
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Poems are invisible flowers on my skin.
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Poetry keeps mein a highly drunken stateof divinity.
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how these words, wait to diein the arms of all the poetry..yet to be written.
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How strange and ironic it is- all the words i long to sayare lost in words.
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A single poemis worth a hundredcozy winter nightskind wordsand healed wounds.
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