On Poetry Quotes

Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels.

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

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

I embraced a cloud, but when I soaredit rained.

You call it hope — that fire of fire!It is but agony of desire.

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

History says, Don’t hopeOn this side of the grave, But then, once in a lifetimeThe longed-for tidal waveOf justice can rise up, And hope and history rhyme

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

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.

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

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

With the need for the self in the time of another / I left my seaport grim and dear / knowing good work could be made / in the state governed by both Hope and Despair.

To love is to soar in the wild unexpectedly.

In honor of Oprah Winfrey: Even greater than the ability to inspire others with hope is the power to motivate them to give as much to the lives of others as they would give to their own

Wherever the hope of glory lives, hopelessness passes away.

Sólo con una ardiente paciencia conquistaremos la espléndida ciudad que dará luz, justicia y dignidad a todos los hombres. Así la poesía no habrá cantado en vano.

When my worldwas nothing but darknessI set my soul on fire.

At the end of the night awaits the white morning: showered in sunlight.

If you only knew how many sentences I have withheld in hopes that I will be allowed to speak them into your heart one day.

How is it that hearts hold on to memories with the strength of hope and possibilities.

today my heart was ripped in twoone half for me, one half for you take a half and keep it neari have mine and will always be here crossing paths before the endonce a lover, forever a friend

The sun never has an inferiority complex. It shines the same whether above or below.

You're only as good as your next thought of yourself.

You're only as good as you're next thought of yourself.

Give it air & let the scar on your soul reveal itself, because, like the body, it too was made to heal itself.

Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams.

All around us is a nothing that stretches on for infinity. We humans can barely comprehend that. If we comprehend it we are rarely pleased.

All that is required of you is an open mind and a little patience.

There is nothing to me but you. I know it’s pathetic but, oh darling, it’s true.

I keep dying and hoping you notice me. But you’re too busy living.

My creativity keeps me from starving. Humanity keeps my life mundane. Loving secures my love for life, but my imagination keeps me sane.

The greatest happiness is a quiet kind. It’s the tender understanding that we’re living in a very strange place full of strange creatures. And there’s quite a bit of wonder in that.

For once, engulf, not air, but hope.For once, breathe on, a firm belief!

We know The wheel of time moves on New bonds, new ties ignite Moments fleet, memories drift, shadows glide There is always a hope At the horizon we seek.

I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!

Love makes you do, the best of things.Love makes you do, the worst of things, It's a feeling extreme, that doesn't exist in between.

Your breaking point will be a bloody refuge, not a clean slate.

Where the cheerful childrenof unwritten poems, play all around, you will find me there.

Cleave to the common good. We are all responsible for bringing about the time of great suffering, for its continuing.

You are judged more by what you do passively than by what you do actively.

If one billion of you watch and do not intercede as one million of you assent to the one thousand who participate in the murder of a child, then one billion of you are a billion times guilty.