“Because at night when others are sleeping, I drown myself in poetry.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Every book has to wait for the right time to be read and understood.” — 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
“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
“We are all born as storytellers. Our inner voice tells the first story we ever hear.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a writer simply finds new ways of saying what has already been said because, ultimately, truth is unoriginal.” — 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
“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
“I do not write about love as if I have invented it. I write about love because thoughts of you inspire self-forgetfulness.… — 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
“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
“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
“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 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
“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
“Sometimes, when inspiration runs dry, I drink classical music until my words spill out.” — 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
“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
