“Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Be like the sun who fell in love with the moon and shared all his light. Be like the moon who became… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I can sense your love, why leave me in darkness? Beguile me for your amusement, stealing my soul without kisses. You are… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“At a night like this, where it's just me and the yellow moon, I feel complete.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I have drunk the night and swallowed the stars. I am dancing with abandon and singing with rapture. There is not a… — 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
