Poetry Life Quotes
Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning... no end.Just the beauty within the reflected infinity
The heavens declare the glory of God.The heavens declare the majesty King.The heavens declare the marvellous Lord.The heavens declare the mighty Saviour.
You have to choose what you want to be.You have to choose your own path in life.
In this life at least, Our fate is rarely epic.Maybe just as well, Impervious heroes we are not…
We had the experience but missed the meaning, an approach to the meaning restores the experience
nothing is lifelesswhen the moon writes its screedon the silvern sand silence-From the poem:"The Universe In Blossom
I don't feel strong anymoreI feel like falling to my knees.Things aren't the way they were before, They're not the way they're supposed to be.
I yearn to make these scars disappearAnd to forget about the past.To throw away all of my fearsAnd to be happy at last.
What am I to do?What is my destiny?I have no idea, not a clueFeeling lost and empty.What is my dream?What is my future?I beg thee to listen to me, I beg thee to answer.
The longer the silence remains untouched the longer the miscommunication creates its own stories.
Do not judge a woman on her knees_you never know how tall she is when she stands!
You exalt me Bati, This is the message to the society, Brightest day demands struggling, suffering and sacrifice, heroic labor would suffice.
Unless you are silent, you will notknow your urgent heart, how it beatsbetween the thin skin of yes and no.
The searing light of morningAsks unwelcome questions, Fragile hopes soon blistered by daylight.
Keep Moving...Move forwardLet go Give inDecideand just DoProgress every dayAnd make one step forward no matter what's in your wayKeep moving, till one day you wake up and you're there.
On Paper*some call it poetrybut it is just painon paper_____________________rassool jibraeel snyman (c) 2015"The Poetic Assassin
Do tears not yet spilledwait in small lakes?Or are they invisible riversthat run toward sadness?
God’s justice in the one, and his goodness in the other, is exercised for evermore, as the everlasting subjects of his reward and punishment.
As a way of getting in touch with my originsevery night I set the alarm clockfor the time I was born so that waking upbecomes a historical reenactment...
There's two ways to become a famous Poet, find that one person that knows somebody, that knows somebody, that knows somebody.Or die trying
You may follow the footstepsThe whole day will passWith you going around in circlesYet not reaching anywhere at last!
Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning, no end. Just the beauty within the reflected infinity
We are all a little broken, looking for something whole to hang on to. But sometimes, what seems whole is even more broken than we are.
Just know I amNot there to catch youBut I am there for you
Life is beautiful. Death is astonishing.And love is the just breaths taken in between
I touched curiosity, I kissed sin, I felt regret, And I was forgiven.But life won't let me forget.
Lifes like a painters palette, just when you've got everything worked out the colours change
Dance with the waves of sea and sing with the sky, touch the sands with love and let your mind fly high.
That old man over thereIs selling trinkets made of stonesThat old woman the entire worldIn a map without any hole!
Not sorry, not calling, not cryingAll will pass like smoke of white apple treesSeized by the gold of autumn, I will no longer be young.
Why spend our time searching to feel reality, when it’s the times that don’t feel real that we remember forever?
