“from time to time, i think of him watching me from over the top of his glasses, or eating candy from a… — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
“A BOAT beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July — Children three that nestle near, Eager eye… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
“Poem Words from the heart Breaking, teaching, healing The deepest, purest form of art Feeling” — Esther Spurrill Jones Copy Share Image
“Forcing the muse to let thoughts flow; equals to pushing a child, into labor.” — Aniruddha Sastikar Copy Share Image
“Things are always terrible for some people. The question is the ratio of the palpable hurt to the general session of life… — Maureen N. McLane Copy Share Image
“Discouragement, fear, and depression— three villains who lurk in the dark. They slip inside souls with a blindfold and goals to shatter… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“People need people and the happiest people are surrounded with friendly flesh. If you have ten kids they'll be so sweet --… — Mark Halliday Copy Share Image
“When daylight is here i dream of the night, The stars of a country sky that shine so bright. A night sky… — J.M. Pierce Copy Share Image
The poem is never complete in the mind. It emerges, and then it's like an act of unveiling. The unveiling is the… — Ben Okri Copy Share Image
If you're writing a song, you have to write something that can be understood serially. When you're reading a poem that's written… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
“The first thing fading is your beauty the least trustworthy is your mind down here on this earth nothing's of any worth—in… — Fabian W. Williges Copy Share Image
“When you get to find love, make sure it's because you get to find yourself” — Nicola An Copy Share Image
Life to the trees sets a pattern in the sky like lion and Goliath did in dinosaur time with the ocean gliding… — Alisha Copy Share Image
“She is a poem. She is an old one, a new one, one waiting to be written. She is.” — N'Zuri Za Austin Copy Share Image
“ The Cloudy Vase Past time, I threw the flowers out, washed out the cloudy vase. How easily the old clearness leapt,… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
The reason one writes poems is so that your poem will be remembered. — Peter Davison Copy Share Image
“About your easy heads my prayers I said with syllables of clay. What gift, I asked, shall I bring now Before I… — Tana French Copy Share Image
“I cast myself at him, like a fool, but he didn't see me. And then one day he noticed I was beautiful… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
As our thoughts are governed by that of the earth, our spirit does nothing but suffer, hearts hidden in death and deceit.… — Curly Girl Copy Share Image
“And then I feel the sun itself as it blazes over the hills, like a million flowers on fire -- clearly I'm… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
I think you can have the greatest lyrics in the world and if it doesn't have the best tune in the world… — Julian Cope Copy Share Image
“Take a tram ride today. Recognise a dear friend in everyone around. Speak kindly to yourself. It is only your thoughts that bring you… — Dragos Bratasanu, Ph.D Copy Share Image
