“Love without conditions, restrictions, or the expectation of being loved in return.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I wonder if you ever read my poems and wish they were written for you.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“The thing about love is that you will never run out of it. It's an ever-flowing river. So go ahead and LOVE.… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Like the cotton-carder who combs tangled cotton into a long bundle of fibre, you take all my knotted fragments and comb them… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“And there's you. You're just beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful, like nature. You have the trinity of beauty: a beautiful heart, a beautiful mind,… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I couldn’t have dreamed you into existence because I didn’t even know I needed you. You must have been sent to me.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“The reason as to why we are attracted to our opposites is because they are our salvation from the burden of being… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“For me, you are fresh water that falls from trees when it has stopped raining. For me, you are cinnamon that lingers… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I'm not here to grant you the extraordinary love you never had for yourself. I'm here, on my own accord, to love… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Listen. Do you see that you can’t hear snowfall? Look. Do you sense that you can’t see love? Touch. Do you grasp… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Think the tree that bears nutrition: though the fruits are picked, the plant maintains fruition. So give all the love you have.… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I write our names on the page. What of it, if the paper will be burned? I write our names in the… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Here's another poem, like all others before and after, dedicated to you. There isn't anything left to be said but I will… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at you. To dodge your skin in the… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“How is it that there was never you until there was and then all was you?” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Why this candle? Why this cake? The day of my birth is not today. I was born when you said, 'Hey.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“The only thing that comes close to defining me correctly is my love.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Autumn is here and I am in love. My heart has taken residence in my mind. I pick the crisp ochre leaves… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I've written you sixty-seven love poems. Here’s another one for you. But really, for me. These poems are the candles that I… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“No one has any right to tell you that the way you perceive yourself is wrong. Because by doing so, they also discourage the… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I'm not here to grant you the extraordinary love you never had for yourself. I'm here, on my own accord, to love you. So… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“It’s so easy to lose faith and become lost in all of the politics of the world. That’s why we need the arts. To… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“All this waiting. Waiting for the rain to stop. Waiting in traffic. Waiting for the bill. Waiting at the airport for an old friend.… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“You keep thinking you’re too much for me that I will say I’ve had enough. But I drank all you poured for me and… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“You know how it goes: at some point in your life, you fell in love with someone and had a glimpse of God. Then… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“You have no choice. You must leave your ego on the doorstep before you enter love.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Because at night when others are sleeping, I drown myself in poetry.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Our minds have this strange ability to make associations using ourselves as a reference point. They create our identities based on our relation to… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“He knows all my thoughts. He knows all I’ve ever done and He loves me all the same. What is our purpose, you ask.… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Whenever you are angry, take a beautiful object in your house and smash it to pieces. The pity you feel for what you have… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
