Past Quote by Anna Akhmatova Download Open image “Rising from the past, my shadow Is running in silence to meet me.” — Anna Akhmatova ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Past Rising Running Shadow Silence Time
Don't you feel a change a coming From another side of time, Breaking down the walls of silence, Lifting shadows from your mind. — Cat Stevens Copy Share Image
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I'm in your shadows. Every time I yell and scream,it seems like whispers but you will never look back. You are in the bright light and I'm in the pitch dark. I'm invisible to you,You don't even know I exist. I try to touch your shoulder and try to get your attention but the demons keep pulling me back and… — Jasmine Copy Share
I'm in your shadows. Every time I yell and scream,it seems like whispers but you will never look back. You are in the bright light and I'm in the pitch dark. I'm invisible to you,You don't even know I exist. I try to touch your shoulder and try to get your attention but the demons keep pulling me back and… — Jasmine Copy Share
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Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Song falls silent, music is dumb, But the air burns with their fragrance, And white winter, on its knees, Observes everything with reverent attention. — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“That is why we love this city – Dark and stern, and full of water, And we love our separations, And brief moments when… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Give me bitter years of sickness, Suffocation, insomnia, fever, Take my child and my lover, And my mysterious gift of song This I pray… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
We learned not to meet anymore, We don't raise our eyes to one another, But we ourselves won't guarantee What could happen to us… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“ In Dream Black and enduring separation I share equally with you. Why weep? Gove me your hand, promise me you will come again.… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“But don’t raise your eyes in defiance, Protect my life, my dear. They’re brighter than first violets, But deadly to me, I fear.” — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Forgive me, that I manage badly, Manage badly but live gloriously, That I leave traces of myself in my songs, That I appeared to… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
We aged a hundred years, and this happened in a single hour: the short summer had already died, the body of the ploughed plains… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
But here, in the murk of conflagration, where scarcely a friend is left to know we, the survivors, do not flinch from anything, not… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
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