Sanober Khan Quotes
violent storms. and beautiful smiles. both have electricity. both are equally destructive in nature.
There is a moon, that rests in the quiet cornersof a lover’s lips.
savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep...and last night’sdream.
you make autumn misttaste like champagne and turn winter raininto the elixir of life itself.
my love is a winter’s mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck.
my lovefor youwill always belike a mountain stream.quiet. persistent. continuous.
fierce lovers.and battle warriorsboth comefrom the same place. there is bound to be, some bloodshed.
slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away, even before you can reach my lips.
You should be more carefulwhen you move, my dearwhat with you...spilling moonlightinto my poem, with a mereflick of your hand.
May the nights always be aglowwith the bliss of the daywith unharmed hands and feetand kissed cheeks.
I have woken up…quite sloshedfrom night-mingled rainsa little drugged, by mountain fogsI have been kidnappedfor years....by a mere kiss.
the time will come, my dearwhen I will hold you closeand all will beright againin the world.
for all I can really do isstand herein September’s rainsavoring…soaking it all inslipping..and simplyholding on to poetryfor dear life.
At the end of the day all we ever need is something that helped pass the time and something that keeps time from passing.
Like a speeding trainI am passing by...I don’t knowwhere I’m headingwith whom or whyall I know is thatI will never, everpass from here againall I know is I’m skidding forwardon this track of life.
leave me a smilejust warm enough...to spend a milliongolden afternoons in.
I want you to crave the crisp ocean breezeas much as I do.I want your soul to beas rain-swept as mine.
As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag, of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.
I live there...Far above the song-filled clouds, where the dewdrops touch my skin so bareI live there.
kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.
i can’t always tell what’s betterlong drivesin the star-spangled desertsor long walksalong winding tea gardens.
Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul...to love me.
let me diefrom having being drunk onindigo skies, my liver...overflowing with stars.
Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.
the ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored.
some poems frothand foam and rise...out of my morning cup ofmist-sweetened coffee.
this life has been a landscape of painand still, flowersbloom in it.
...and so many colorsI will have seen...the menacing greysand pine greensthe soft pink and purplesof springand summer blueand so many otherswithout you.
I do not want to sleepfor fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest starfor fear I may never knowhow the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour.
there have been morningsso quiet and tenderlike a poem, on Thursday's lipsthat I wonderedif I'd been kissed at all...
may my faith always beat the end of the daylike a hummingbird...returningto its favorite flower.
i will forever be collidingwith a billion unnamedundiscovered stars, each of uson our own orbital paths.
love was never meant to bejust a metaphorbetween the pages of poetry.
You touched my heart...ever so softlyand I realizedtears had never been...merely saltand the rainOh the Rain!had never been merely water.
