Poetry Books Quotes

“A man is made of emotions,
largely, and intellect – wit,
humour, rationale and that's it?
No! A man is the rob that hides a soul”
― Alok Mishra, Moving for Moksha

“Not words.
nor laughter.
but rather someone
who will fall in love
with your silence.”
― Sanober Khan

“It is in the healing of self-blame and judgement, that the self is liberated from the constraints of binding emotions...And you come to remember your true authentic self." © 2015 W.E. Slater”
― Wendy E. Slater, Into the Hearth, Poems-Volume 14

“Your insensitivity neither lets me live nor die,
Your betrayal lets me neither smile nor cry,
I can't stand this parting of shores,
Be mine or make me yours.”
― Hareem Ch, Another World

“Love is the choice of creating sandcastles even if you knew it'll be washed away by the sea. It's the pursuit of building something so fragile because it makes you genuinely happy.”
― Bella Coronel, Chasing Dandelions: A Collection of Prose and Poetry

“You can never tie a string to someone's heart to keep them from walking away; you can only love them in their freedom and hope that they choose to stay, hope that they love you back freely in the same way.”
― Kirsten Robinson, Evergreen

“Don’t be a poet, my darling
The taxidermist for ideas and lost dreams”
― Erna Grcic, Beneath the Surface

“I hope you choose kindness. Even when others are being cruel. When someone asks you to give them your heart all warm and full of trust, and they give you something makeshift and full of barbed wire in return: be kind. Some people need to feel your heart wrap around them more than you know.”
― Kirsten Robinson, Evergreen

“Pain comes not
From the lash
On the skin
But
From the jab
At the soul”
― Jameel Haiat, Life Edited - Pain. Pleasure. Perspective

“...I understand the obligation of dreams
and wandering hope-broke in vast fields
wishing you were more than you are....”
― Isabelle Correa, Good Girl and Other Yearnings

“You are allowed to heal,
at your very own speed.
As many times as you must,
in every way you need.”
― B. Elae

“To be a refugee is to be split in two. One half buried in memories. The other is begging the world to let it bloom.”
― Hagir Elsheikh, Dreamer In Chains: Poems of Exile and Resilience

“I'm in a dark place
It's really pretty here”
― April Barnhill, Phases

“In reality I was nothing more than a pair of lips, you only cared about me when you were gripping on my hips
-A'marie Ryze”
― A'Marie Ryze, Between Crumbs and Tears

“At some point, I tried alcohol because I thought it would help me numb my pain. I just wanted something that would make me mellow and help ease my mental anguish. Boy, was I wrong? All it did was escalate my misery. As a matter of fact, I’d end up sobbing myself to sleep. It’s as if the liquor made my pain, suffering, and depression palpable. Don’t even consider the "devil’s drink" as a remedy. It’ll just add to your problems... Trust me, I have been there and done that.”
― James B. Agape, Pent Up Thoughts

“These days, you might bump into long-time friends, old acquaintances, or just casual acquaintances and schedule a catch-up session, but the disappointing thing is that the conversations are shallow and surface-level. superficial, if you will. Where do you work now? Which neighborhood do you live in? How much money do you make? Are you driving? Oh, really, which make and model? I find it shallow. Few are those who dare ask whether you're happy and how you're faring mentally and spiritually. What's the point of accumulating all the materialism and riches this world has to offer if you’re still unhappy inside? Certainly, I understand that it makes life easier and whatnot. However, I think having genuine and deep conversations goes a long way toward forming better human connections. It’s refreshing.”
― James B. Agape, Pent Up Thoughts

“The best part of being a poet is not only in giving shape to the unseen, turning fleeting moments and quiet emotions into something lasting. It’s in how words unravel what’s hidden, daring to speak truths too raw, too real, and too dangerous to be spoken.”
― Bhuwan Thapaliya

“Maybe healing
isn’t about becoming
whole again.

Maybe it’s about creating
something beautiful
from the fragments that
remain.”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“healing doesn’t always mean
“I’m doing better,”
sometimes it simply means
“I’m not giving up.”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“No matter how much you try to
communicate,
if the receiver isn’t on the same
frequency,
the message will always be
distorted.”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“For me,
You’ll always be an endless love,
a tattoo I can’t wash away.
But to you, I’m just a fading memory,
a drawing that was easy to erase.

For me,
You’ll always be a treasure pearl,
jewels I can’t forsake.
But to you, I’m just a key,
a possession easily misplaced.

For me,
You’ll always be a song I keep singing,
even after our goodbye.
But to you, I’m just a lullaby;
you know the song but you forgot the line.

What was meant for me wasn’t meant for you.
And when my heart broke,
it didn’t just broke in two…”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“In another realm, perhaps,
We’d find our way,
You’d be mine,
and I’d be yours.

We’d stroll along shores
kissed by moonlight’s embrace,
You’d be my North Star,
guiding me through the night,
And I’d be the echo
of your whispered dreams.

In that alternate reality,
You’d have chosen me
above all else,
No room
for doubt or hesitation,
Our love would surpass
the limits of time.

Yet, in this lifetime,
I’ll bear the weight of this ache,
Though with each passing year,
Gratitude slowly finds its place.

For I cherish the thought,
The privilege of once being yours.”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“People often say that true love always finds its way back.

Yet, in the depths of my heart.
I hold the believe
that our love was indeed true.
Still, our paths, it seems,
are destined to remain parallel,
Never to converge again.
And so,
I release you to live in peace,
Knowing that what we shared
was indeed true love.

But true love doesn’t always mean it will come back.”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“Just when the docks neared
a wave was all it took to devour us.
We voyaged an ocean
only to drown in the shallows”
― Hania Shaikh, Ephemeral Night Skies

“i used to pluck petals from a single flower, whispering questions i was too afraid to ask. he loves me. he loves me not. over and over, hoping the last petal would tell me what i needed to hear. hoping that if i wished hard enough, i knew love would find me. but the petals fell; i was disappointed, but relieved that there was a garden full of other flowers to try again.

then i met you, and i think of us in reverse. at ten, i hold the flower you gave me. at nine, you pull the first petal. at eight, i wish for things to get better. at seven, you promise they will. at six, i start to doubt. at five, i feel the distance between us grow. at four, i realize i'm the only one holding on. at three, i whisper you love me not. at two, i wait for you to prove it wrong. at one, i let the stem slip from my fingers and walked away.

i am relieved, and disappointed-in the end, i wonder, after all this time, if you ever wished for me the way i wished for you.

you were the one flower i begged the petals to answer differently.”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars

“Mental health is real and it matters. No matter what season we are currently in. It happens all year round; not just in the wintertime. Day or night. Everyone has their ups and downs, but some people handle it differently than others. You cannot have light without darkness and darkness without light.”
― Sarah J. DuBois, Seasons of Change

“Forever living, forever changing, forever growing, the mind's eye can awaken the universe.”
― Bruce A. Humphrey

“And between the morning and the evening I draw your face a little fainter each day.”
― Rod McKuen, LONESONE CITIES

“DNA, your brazen epic — like Odysseus, never quite escaping war… the gods keep their distance and
you, sometimes hopeful, more often beleaguered, battle memes and earworms to keep transcribing
sunsets...”
― Laurie Perez, Swimming Pool Inside the Sun

“I am a lamentable tragedy.”
― Sadia Hakim, The Weight of Tender Things