Poetry Quotes page 15

What does love feel like, you ask? Imagine every tear from her feel as if you’re being burned alive, every laugh like the world is being born, every smile like the sun is rising just for you. Whenever you’re with her, there isn’t time, there isn’t meaning, there isn’t doubt or fear—there’s just her. And when she looks at you…you see it. You see it sitting there, so beautiful and delicate, and you’re almost afraid to touch it for fear that you might crush it—for what is so fleeting as a love for which we are to live a lifetime yet only find once?
These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just to real. There's just too much that time cannot erase. When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears, when you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears, I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have all of me.
I feel them steal softly upon my thoughts, pattering gently like drops of rain against my window of thought. And so I lay, wandering the long halls of my thoughts, allowing the shades of memory to slip quietly through my mind, remembering starlight and shadows, days of refulgent glory and nights of moonless pitch, and I allow the needle of the tiny compass inside me to swing wildly… First towards the bright dawn of the morrow…then towards the long night behind me: and I think, and I wonder… When Fate comes to collect one of her sons… which way will the compass lie?
Joshua Azevedo
The road of life, is that, important journey. We tend to put off. Time spent worrying, over things we can't control. If only for a moment. We could be still. Life's road would be more clear. Its easy to worry. Its easy to take no effort, in this road of life. Know that you have a choice. But also in that knowing, know that there is a higher power. Where we can go. Give that power, the ultimate control. By making the decisions, that are not always the easiest. On this life's road.
BK Florea
The time is weary it brings no recourse. The wars rage on with no remorse. Suffering lingers misery reins. We are all victims of government and their blood stains. Time is not a friend though you may have been told. For time is not ours to control. What is to come will come What has been written shall come to pass. More ancient then time is our master divine. It dose no good to worry and cry. Teach your young the right road to go. Pray that they listen and don't take the other road. Look beyond the stars that you can see. Where understanding will come as it was meant to be.
BK Florea
In an age of nothing, at a time when we stand on the brink of our own destruction - strengthen your belief in yourself, in the future of humanity. in the things of this world which cannot easily be perceived, awaken that which lies dormant now within your soul, re-ignite the flame of your consciousness, and measure the strength of your conviction. Reveal the lie. Renounce your hatred. Seek, find and embrace the truths you are fortunate enough to discover. Cherish them, use them to anchor you in the sea of chaos that is the world we live in. When twilight draws near, when you are pushed to the very limits of your soul, when it seems that all you have left are the dead remnants of the fabric of your life - believe
Disturbed Album Booklet
A victory! To leave your loneliness panting behind you on some street corner while you float free into a cloud of sudden azaleas, luminous pink petals that have never felt loneliness, no matter how slowly they fell.
Anna Quindlen
The world is a rollercoaster And I am not strapped in Maybe I should hold with care But my hands are busy in the air
Incubus - Wish You Were Here
I'm worst at what I do best, and for this gift I feel blessed
Found it hard, it was hard to find, oh well, whatever, nevermind...
Sadly sung sanctuary, I hear it in each one Of my bones, tear drenched, drunk on my own Despair. I'm crying tonight, the dawn of the Stigma Christmas, My thoughts, every one encoded In viral disease, each one burning on for One thousand years. I'm sitting on a pew. In A church, in a city, in a world I wish I Never knew. Where the crucifix should be I See a mirror, and my reflection doesn't Appear. So I weep. So I'm non-existent in This fallout shelter we call America. So I'm condemned tonight, to celebrate the Stigmata we call Christ, Jesus, and the holy Ghost. I'm alone in a world no one's ever Known, and I'm doubting beliefs that I've Always felt in control. Of all the lies I've Told to thee, this is the one that will Always Haunt me
Kade William Davies
Your presence in my heart was incredibly great but on the other hand, so was hate there's always going to be those times you hurt and there's always going to be those times you don't but the one time that should never be, is when you don't tell me if your sick of me, so please, don't lead me on for god's sake I'm just one man, and I'm sorry for any irreversible Behavior, and I'm sorry for the mistake of making you my savior So if you listen closely to the words in your ears, every single syllable There's a story of one thousand years. And in every thousand years Things like this come not twice. And for every time it does There's still 5 million fights, and for all these digits, yet more comes to mind For every single number there's a million still to find.
Kade Davies
The undisputed reign of my heart. Presiding over the un-included want, to fall In love. Over again this day will come, as my bride is converted to pride, and my pain To pleasure. As my controversy changes its State, and is now known as open-minded, as my Opinion is now valued, and I am now good Enough for your daughter. I don't want her. I'm good enough now to see what you wanted From me, a perfect being, I was being Deceiving. No one ever said it would be this Hard to fall in love, and no body ever told Me it would be so easy to regret every second A second time again, a mistake I mistook as A promise from you to me. As I cry, as I'm Buried, under acres of tears, under the sky, The eternal triumph that I strived to Perfect, the full circle of love, I've vowed To Protect.
Kade Davies
Seasons Of Change All it did was rain, but it drowned out my Heart and all it's sorrow, so I'm thankful So deeply indebt and glad, that I'll never See the light of tomorrow. All it did was snow, the bitter cold, and Stiffness, effected me in ways you'll surely Never know. Cause you're better off than I am The wind was unsatiable, and unconquerable so malacious, so unforgiving, so completely Miserable, it reminded me of you. It was so hot and tepid, so incredibly unbearing I thought that I would give up my Long and relently journey for a place without You. But I was wrong, again, as always. Because in the heat of that night, you came To me, with sweat pouring and cries crying. The weather and seasons remind me of you, and Your prolific attempt to bring my spirits down. Kade William Davies Copyright ©2004 Kade William Davies
Kade Davies
The reason death sticks so closely to llife isn't biological necessity- it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs as what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.
Yann Martel, Life of Pi
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had.
Gary Jules
People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I'm o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game
People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall
Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind
I tell them there's no hurry
I'm just sitting here doing time
Watching the Wheels, John Lennon
Hate is by far the longest pleasure,
Men love in haste but detest at leisure.
Lord Byron.
I'm beyond your peripheral vision so you might want to turn your head, and some day you're gonna get hungry and eat most of the words you just said.
Ani Difranco
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange, eventful history,
Is second childishness, and mere oblivion,
sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

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