“I am certain, my love, that poetry was born only after your birth.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Let us remember to always rediscover one another because we are forever changing.” — 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
“I wonder if you ever read my poems and wish they were written for you.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Because at night when others are sleeping, I drown myself in poetry.” — 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
“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
“At a night like this, where it's just me and the yellow moon, I feel complete.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“What is the point of all these books when I learn best by reading your body?” — 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
“Fall in love with me and I will immortalise you in my poetry. Fall in love with me and I will worship… — 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
“Art doesn’t give rise to anything in us that isn’t already there. It simply stirs our curious consciousness and sparks a fire… — 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
“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
“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
“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 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
“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
“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
“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
“What is this love that makes me see beauty, and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me? What is this… — 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
“A poetess is not as selfish as you assume. After months of agonising over her marriage of words—the bride— and spaces—the groom,… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“O, weary angels, don’t look at me with those eyes. If that is your state then what of our cries? What can… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“All I need to do is place my pen against paper and your love writes for me.” — 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
“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. Waiting to depart. Then, there’s the big waiting: waiting to grow up. Waiting for love. Waiting to show your your parents that when you have kids you’ll be different. Waiting to retire. Waiting for death. Why… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share
“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
