Top Poems Quotes

...I fell asleep and had a dream that a king was liquidated by a group of kind faces...

Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die

Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost

Call me crazy, but there is something terribly wrong with this city.

There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach

Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door

She leaves my side and heads deeper into

Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lostmemories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreamsplay when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the...

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.

To write good poems is the secret of brevity.

...unforgivingly, and forcefully magnificent...

a flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon,when I don't know, if you will ever come back.

I rouse Emily to our guests, as she finishes off our fifteenth snowman by setting the head atop its torso. She stands limp at my direction, pointing out the coming shadows and I cannot help but hear a...

I steal one glance over my shoulder as soon as we are far from the foreboding luminance of the neon glow, and it is there that my stomach leaps into my throat. Squatting just shy of the light and part...

History doesn’t start with a tall building

I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove you under, for all those times, mean on gin, you rammed words into my belly. (p. 52)

I build boxesand place them at your feet,to measure the distance between dreams and reality.

Bridge burned from end to end,and I don't miss you anymore.You delivered silenceI've birthed freedom.

I've never seen beauty so devastatingas in the linesthat trace our hopeand fall from the stars.

I balance you on the end of my pen.Teetering between loveand letting go.