Poems Quotes - Page 14

The greatest adventure is to have no fear for the blaze that lies ahead.

Robert M. Drake

We’re only instruments of love, flowing through heaps of pain hoping one day we’d hatch a passion of our own.

Robert M. Drake

Excuse me, I feel interrupted and I think I've overdose from the idea of loving you.

Robert M. Drake

I kept loving and loving and loving. Every waking hour, I marveled on how these moments would make made me feel. I wanted to love the world and be the change it so deliciously craved.

Robert M. Drake

Maybe what this is. What we have, is something that will save us from ourselves.

Robert M. Drake

How could I live above the water or breathe under it. How could I swim in darkness consumed in an ocean of you? Falling or flying towards you, losing or finding myself in you and beauty was never the word to catch all that you are. For now I know the means of the infinite and it all starts and ends with you.

Robert M. Drake

Suddenly I remembered that laugh, it told a different story, our story.

Robert M. Drake

I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.

Robert M. Drake

With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.

Robert M. Drake

She wasn't broken. She was just bent, over the chance of being ignored by the one she loved.

Robert M. Drake

I know how you feel because I’ve been there too. I’ve hated and I’ve loved. I’ve seen my demons root and crawl and my angels branch and soar. I've died within myself and lived a thousand different lives. I too fight the same war and I too am drowning in the puddles of self-consciousness this world created.

Robert M. Drake

At the end of the day I went to this place where your memories left footsteps on my skin and the breath of your touch stained my desire. Yea, it was one of those nights where I needed you the most.

Robert M. Drake

Its dark and I’m reading my scars because our moments remind me of where I should be.

Robert M. Drake

She wildly burned for the one she loved and he stood there watching, hoping he too would catch a blaze from the violence stirring in her heart.

Robert M. Drake

Maybe I hope too much. Maybe I dream too much or maybe I love too much to just give up on you.

Robert M. Drake

She needed the chaos within her in order to discover the extraordinary no man could ever reach.

Robert M. Drake

But dear, don’t be afraid of love it’s only magic.

Robert M. Drake

We swallowed the chaos because we knew we didn't want to be ordinary.

Robert M. Drake

She wrote love with her smile and magic with her eyes.

Giovannie de Sadeleer

Through the darkest hours of the nightand through the dreamers realm I seek,Far beyond the starry skyand beyond galaxies I am free.Through the grimmest memoriesand past a seasons air I cannot breathe,Far beyond this mortal worldin an afterlife we shall meet.

Lee Argus

Words I ONCE HEARD A MAN SAY OR WAS IT SOMEWHERE I READ, OR MAYBE SOMETHING I WROTE A THOUSAND TIMES IN MY MIND. YOU GOT TO FIND YOUR OWN MEANING IN THIS WORLD. NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU CHANGED, YOU STILL HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE FOR THE THINGS YOU HAVE DONE. AS I CONTINUE ON MY JOURNEY OR WHAT SOME CALL THE LONG ROAD OF LIFE I KNOW I WILL REMEMBER THAT SPECIAL YOU.KNOWING I WILL SEE YOU FOREVER IN MY DREAMS IN THIS WORLD OR THE NEXT.

Love doesn't always mean rings and veils and walks down the aisle.Sometimes love means broken windows and broken hearts,and not being able to fix either. And sometimes love means telling you, there's no such thing as time in Heaven so don't rush to meet me. Stay a while, and pick, girl, the roses.

Jennifer Gooch Hummer

All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city's monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.

Nathan Reese Maher

Every person has his secret; in reverie, unbeknown to others, he finds peace, freedom, sorrow and love.

Abhysheq Shukla

In the end, you will realize most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.

Abhysheq Shukla

Love wins when reflections win over reflexes.

Abhysheq Shukla

Everybody needs to be good-natured with a good heart, because in this way we can solve our own problems as well as those of others, and we can make our human life meaningful.

Abhysheq Shukla

We do not recognize that we are addicted to some negative psychological habit, some terribly self-destructive patterns of thinking...

Abhysheq Shukla

We are living a fantasy life in our heads, and our real life is passing by, moment by moment.Life is only lived in moments: anything else is a fantasy, a lie, an illusion.

Abhysheq Shukla

Karma is a balance sheet of life which debits and credit all your deeds.YourWhich is audited by our creator and actions are based on what we accumulated in it.

Abhysheq Shukla

Karma is the balance sheet of life which debits and credit all your deeds.YourWhich is audited by our creator and actions are based on what we accumulated in it.

Abhysheq Shukla

We create karma by all kinds of selfish actions.The first thing we must understand is that we are psychologically asleep.It is very difficult for us to be conscious of ourselves. We are not very aware. We must come to recognize that we do not pay attention.

Abhysheq Shukla

Self-observation is simply the observation of an internal state and an external event. It is pure awareness, which gives one the ability to choose one's actions. Only by having the choice can one perform what is right.

Abhysheq Shukla

Desires and Karma are the worst enemies living in the same soul together. It depends on us whom we choose and feed.

Abhysheq Shukla

LIFE - Death's Very Emissary

Abhysheq Shukla

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

Between the MileI have always counted the miles.Sometimes they came quick,Other times slow.The distance between things,The way I could know.Close could feel far,And far could feel near.The miles that passed too quickly,The ones I ran out of fear.They weren’t all the same,So I had been told,The unmarked trails,And the days I was bold.Some miles went down,Spiraling so low,When I was afraid to look forward,There was nowhere to go.The sunset came fast,And the day turned to night,But the trails could be endless,If I looked at them right.Everything I knew,All I was told,The conversations left behind,The people who grew old.When the miles stretched out before me,I wanted to sew them at the seam,Looking forward and then back,Holding everything in between.

Jacqueline Simon Gunn

Es sind tausend Tropfenin einer Weltnur für uns gemachtTausend Tropfenwenn der Himmel weintund man dennoch lacht

The world you are in –Is the true hell.The journey to Truth itselfIs what quickens the heart to become lighter.The lighter the heart, the purer it is.The purer the heart, the closer to light it becomes.And the heavier the heart,The more chained to this hellIt will remain.

We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.

Dejan Stojanovic

Humans will never be in charge of this world, as long as dust and weeds do as they please.

Nancy B. Brewer

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

Dejan Stojanovic

Wherever I go, I meet myself.

Dejan Stojanovic

I am very close to HIM, sometimes I think I am HIM, with my mood is the weather,bright and sunny forever.

God would seem to indicate to us and not allow us to doubt that these beautiful poems are not human, or the work of man, but divine and the work of God; and that the poets are only the interpreters of the Gods...

Socrates

In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.

Dejan Stojanovic

There are no lungs like the ones that breathe poetry.

D. Antoinette Foy

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.

It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.

Dejan Stojanovic

Too lazy to be ambitious,I let the world take care of itself.Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?Listening to the night rain on my roof,I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.

Ryōkan

I'm making a listI'm making a list of things I must sayFor politeness,And goodness and kindness and gentlenessSweetness and rightness:HelloPardon meHow are you?Excuse meBless youMay I?Thank youGoodbyeIf you know some that I've forgot,Please stick them in you eye!

Shel Silverstein

Maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves.

Robert M. Drake

You’re not a bad person, you’re just a little bit different and I’m a sucker for that.

Robert M. Drake

It was never about the world being too big, it was more like she was too much for the world to handle.

Robert M. Drake

She was broken from moment to moment, watching her world collide she felt lost inside herself. She fell apart for a passion that flamed beneath her. She waited and died a hundred times, it dripped from her pores. The moment she let go, she soared over the stillness like the star she was born to be.

Robert M. Drake

I had to learn to live without you and I couldn't make sense of it, because I left so much of me inside of you.

Robert M. Drake

Society will always be too fragile to accept us for all that makes us beautiful.

Robert M. Drake

Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.

Robert M. Drake

It’s funny, for all it took was a broken heart and that alone was enough, enough for her to do everything she ever dreamed of.

Robert M. Drake

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