“Because at night when others are sleeping, I drown myself in poetry.” — 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
“How is it that there was never you until there was and then all was you?” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“All I need to do is place my pen against paper and your love writes for me.” — 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
“I spent all night weaving a poem for you to wear. You look so beautiful when you wear my light.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Love, they said, burns you and builds you. But with you, there’s no ash. Just light.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Let us remember to always rediscover one another because we are forever changing.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“We are all born as storytellers. Our inner voice tells the first story we ever hear.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, when inspiration runs dry, I drink classical music until my words spill out.” — 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
“Take me when I'm wild. Take me when I'm free. Take me for me and I will take you as you want… — 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
“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
“We don’t find God in temples and cathedrals. We don’t find Him by standing on a prayer rug or sitting in a… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Reading poetry is like undressing before a bath. You don't undress out of fear that your clothes will become wet. You undress… — 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
“Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Like a pair of old slippers, I feel comfort and warmth as I slip into you. No, that is too crude. Like… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Does God know the number of kisses before we fall in love? Yesterday, I was nobody and I believed myself important. Today,… — 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
“I was mistaken when I said you live in my heart. How absurd I was when you live in my fingertips so… — 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
“All this waiting. Waiting for the rain to stop. Waiting in traffic. Waiting for the bill. Waiting at the airport for an… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“If I can’t be your love, then let me be a simple brooch so I may rest a while against your chest.… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Why didn't you write all this time? Did you not remember us in a song? A dance? In the skies littered with… — 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
“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
“I remember our childhood days when life was easy and math problems hard. Mom would help us with our homework and dad… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Every book has to wait for the right time to be read and understood.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge. Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat. Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“You are not who you think. You're not even the thinker. You are the one conscious of the thought.” — 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 left the bank because they wouldn’t deposit my cheque of poems. So I went to the store, but they didn’t accept… — 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
