Love Poems Quotes

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Sanober  Khan
“your hand
touching mine.
this is how
Sanober Khan

Emily Dickinson
“Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.”
Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

Maquita Donyel Irvin
“she was completely whole
and yet never fully complete”
Maquita Donyel Irvin, Stories of a Polished Pistil: Lace and Ruffles

Kamand Kojouri
“Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“I will speak of love
until you go mad
and join me
in my mad worship
of love.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“I was so blessed.
The first person
I gave my heart to
was an angel
who plucked the feathers
off his wings
and built a nest for it.”
Kamand Kojouri

Faraaz Kazi
“The skies bend, the time stops, the lanes move and the fires dance,
It can mean only one thing that I am with you.
You are enigmatic yet so beautiful that I have lost my sense,
You are as immaculate as the unadulterated morning dew
And your beauty leaves me in a mystified trance.
I do not foresee what you and I will be
But I promise to be with you till the rocks keep meeting the sea.”
Faraaz Kazi

فریدون مشیری
“روز اول، كه دل من به تمنای تو پر زد
چون كبوتر، لب بام تو نشستم
تو به من سنگ زدی، من نه رميدم، نه گسستم

باز گفتم كه : ” تو صيادی و من آهوی دشتم
تا به دام تو درافتم همه جا گشتم و گشتم
حذر از عشق ندانم، نتوانم

کوچه، پرواز با خورشید*”
فریدون مشیری, پرواز با خورشید

John Donne
“I did best when I had least truth for my subjects.”
John Donne, The Complete Poetry and Selected Prose

Kamand Kojouri
“I do not write about love
as if I have invented it.
I write about love
because thoughts of you
inspire self-forgetfulness.
And because writing about you
gives birth to a star.
These stars sit inside me
where there was once
Kamand Kojouri

Pablo Neruda
“Your house sounds like a train at midday,
the wasps buzz, the saucepans sing,
the waterfall enumerates the deeds of the dew . . .”
Pablo Neruda

“Love is wind for the soul”
D. Antoinette Foy

Tatjana Ostojic
“I didn’t know love could disperse
without making a single seed grow,
that longing after you in solitude
would become dearer to me
than being in your arms.”
Tatjana Ostojic, Cacophony of My Soul: When Love Becomes Poetry

Kamand Kojouri
“I only wrote prose before I met you.
My musings were superfluous and serious as well.
But now the words dance with me.
I sing with them
and we create poetry.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“My love,
you are driving the entire world mad.
The nightingales are committing suicide
one by one out of jealousy of your voice.
The roses took one glance at your beauty
and folded themselves from shame.
The trees now only whisper your name
and the sky hasn’t stopped crying since you looked up.
Have pity on us, my love.
We have already broken all the mirrors and glass
out of fear that you will forget us
and fall in love with yourself
once you see what we all
cannot stop seeing.”
Kamand Kojouri

Tatjana Ostojic
“You might ask why I loved you.
For the same reason a child loves balloons;
unaware of how hollow they are,
thinking they would last forever.”
Tatjana Ostojic, Cacophony of My Soul: When Love Becomes Poetry

Tatjana Ostojic
“Something in you
cannot bear something in me.
The storm we're in,
so far from stillness.
Maybe, one day, I'll understand you better,
in a tiny space
between two thoughts.”
Tatjana Ostojic, Cacophony of My Soul: When Love Becomes Poetry

C.L. Foster
“I wanted to write some words you'd remember.

Words so alert they'd leap from the paper,
crawl up your shoulder, lie by your ears,
and purr themselves to you like baby kittens,
but it was rainy, so I laid there and daydreamed about you.”
C.L. Foster, Best Thing I Never Had

Miss Rainbow Moonfire
“I don't see any hint of you missing me,
It's time to put sense in this misery
I love you too much, too deeply
Now it's time to bring that love back to me.”
Miss Rainbow Moonfire

Richelle E. Goodrich
“You were a spark that caught my eye,
And then suddenly you were my sun.
You were a shadow born of dreams,
And then suddenly nightfall was fun.

You were a soft, consoling word,
And then suddenly you were my song.
You were a sweet that touched my lips,
And then suddenly hunger was strong.

You were a scent stirred by the breeze,
And then suddenly you were my air.
You were a star set out of reach,
And then suddenly love was unfair.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Being Bold: Quotes, Poetry, & Motivations for Every Day of the Year

Rosa Jamali
“Suppose That I'm Inevitable
Suppose that I'm inevitable
Even the veins of my right hand
Cross you from the drafts.

On my smooth nails
The breeze
Which is not from the sky
Is curving you
Either the veins of my right hand
Is running short
On my pulse.

Rolled along my fingers
Not repeated forever
For the second.
I'm a half
Since the first.

The veins of my neck cross you all.

If the warmth of my ten fingers
Seized on your torn pieces of breath
All is over
With the dead-end alleys
all in oblivion.

Rosa Jamali, Selected Poems of Rosa Jamali

Kamand Kojouri
“Why Do I Write?
Isn’t it obvious?
I write because these words
form a bridge
that take me to you.
Go to my desk
and ask my pen.
Swift through the once naked pages
and ask the ink:
Why does she write?
They’ll reaffirm these words:
She is proud of you.
She is proud of knowing you,
of loving you.
Yes, proud. I am proud
to have chosen you to love.
To me, it isn’t even a question—
one must always yield to love.
Yes, love. We must love
if only because we are alive.
But who to love—that is the question.
I write because
you are my answer.”
Kamand Kojouri

Tatjana Ostojic
“You might asked why I loved you.
For the same reason a child loves balloons;
unaware of how hollow they are,
thinking they would last forever.”
Tatjana Ostojic, Cacophony of My Soul: When Love Becomes Poetry

Kamand Kojouri
“What a terrifyingly beautiful thought that you are the beginning of forever.
I love you, and life for me has just begun.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Why Do I Write?⁣⁣
Isn’t it obvious?⁣⁣
I write because these words⁣⁣
form a bridge⁣⁣
that take me to you.⁣⁣
Go to my desk⁣⁣
and ask my pen.⁣⁣
Swift through the once naked pages⁣⁣
and ask the ink:⁣⁣

Kamand Kojouri

“Like a splendid mosaic of myriad colors, she in all her hues of sensitivity would paint her feelings in your mind’s gray skies. She is the butterfly, captivating you to run after her. She is the Zahir, a mirage who transcends borders and time-zones.”
Avijeet Das

Miss Rainbow Moonfire
“I don't know how to love too many different guys. My heart's not made for that.”
Miss Rainbow Moonfire

Boomie Bol
“it is always a good time to be kind 10/02/19 11:48AM

invest your mind in affairs that revive. uplift. And excite your soul 4/14/19 9:51am”
Boomie Bol

“You may not be talking with each other. But that does not mean that you have stopped caring for her. She is capable of taking decisions for herself. She is capable of facing life all by herself. You want her to be free. You want her to find her own way. Just once in a while, let her know that you still care for her.”
Avijeet Das

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