Top Poetry Quotes

Maybe that's what writers do-Maybe they exaggerate pain just so that you feel okay about what you're feeling.

can't even sleep through the night without you and those sun-dried ginger ale complected limbs crocheted into my thighs...

Poetry Definition

(n.) The art of apprehending and interpreting ideas by the faculty of imagination; the art of idealizing in thought and in expression.

(n.) Imaginative language or composition, whether expressed rhythmically or in prose. Specifically: Metrical composition; verse; rhyme; poems collectively; as, heroic poetry; dramatic poetry; lyric or Pindaric poetry.

Poems should be like pins which prick the skin of boredom and leave a glow equal in its pride to the gate of the sadist who stuck the pin and walked away

I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love said Darcy.Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what isstrong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclinati...

What happens to a dream deferred?

stronger than mountains.a place where my heart feels the safest- underneath his shirt.

Your flesh is not a reflection of your soul. So when you look in the mirror, remember that your light outshines your flaws.

Does God knowthe number of kissesbefore we fall in love?Yesterday, I was nobodyand I believed myself important.Today,I feel my worth in you.You, with your emerald eyes and ebony hair,even your heartbe...

Because at nightwhen others are sleeping, I drown myself in poetry.

You may follow the footstepsThe whole day will passWith you going around in circlesYet not reaching anywhere at last!

Loneliness of heartIn the still of the night my heart doth cry out, who can hear it for time is far spent. In the darkness in the shadow of the depth I find isolation and fear...

in a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling.

I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, "I would have loved her.

They say this soul hunting will cost me my sanity,i say i'd go insane if i stop.

It is clear enough that not every something can be elevated to the rank of a thing - otherwise everything and everyone would be speaking once more, and the chatter would spread from humans to things....

My bridled soul leaps under the pressure of desires,Chained i am by this organic-societal form from galloping freeMy mind heaves me to safety,but heart is ready for doom...An all knowing glance pierce...

It could have been so beautiful.The way I learned and got free and swore to never love another person ever againand it could have been so beautiful,the way I actually did.

Carry good cheer in the morning;Carry good cheer in the night.Effort is sweeter and living completer,If ever we walk in love's light.

You'll always be curious yet deliriously sinking into whatever your nightmare is until you let your wings know you're serious by leaping into your wildest dreams of self love.

I have to admit that I had a lot of problems with poetry.