Top Poetry Quotes

I am in awe of flowers. Not because of their colors, but because even though they have dirt in their roots, they still grow. They still bloom.

we were justlooking for what couldinstead of what waswhat should beinstead of how it was

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.

Knowing you, I understood myself.

Our bodies are made of supernova dust, the epitome of ultimate destruction and shatter. And though we are whole, beings with bodies and souls, with cosmos in our eyes and black heart holes, we love as...

She's an array of undiscovered words, of feeling beyond my threshold. I'm just a man, trying to hold himself together in her wake.

You play me with your jazz & leave me with the blues.

Writing poems is simply an excuse to remember You.

Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

the saddest thing is to bea minute to someone,when you've made them your eternity.

I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in 's of the poet. She died young--alas, she never wrote a word. She lies buried where the omnibuses now...

If you know something to be trueSay it onceThose who can, will receive itOnly the foolish believe they can justify a truth to a court of foolsHonor the truthFor even before a just judgeA lie can be pr...

We look at your eyes. The eyes carry the wounds. The eyes know damage. Damaged people recognize other damaged people, and we let you in. We are kindred. - Broken Places

Don't fall asleep yet. Contrary to popular belief, that's not where dreams get accomplished.

I want you to judge me without thinking about it.I want you to give me advice without considering my opinion.I want you to expecting anything without the need to trust me.I want you to decide for me w...

i am eithera stormor a drought.in-betweenshave neverbeen my thing.

Her memories splashed my nights with a magical illumination. Her thoughts were my intoxication!

Does poem also walk through the valleys seeking tongues from dandelions?

Education is liberation, knowledge is power.

She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting you soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you.

The Everlasting Staircase"Jeffrey McDanielWhen the call came, saying twenty-four hours to live,my first thought was: can't she postpone her exitfrom this planet for a week? I've got places to do,peopl...