Poetry Quotes page 9

Lord, what fools these mortals be.
William Shakespeare
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
The sky was dark, the moon was high
We were alone, just her and I
Her hair so soft, her eyes so blue
I knew just what she wanted to do.

I didn't know how, but I tried my best,
I placed my hand upon her breast
Her skin so soft, her hair so fine,
I kept my fingers running down her spine

My pounding head, my beating heart
She slowly spread her legs apart
The white stuff came, it's over now...
My first experience,
Milking a cow
A poor child knew what it meant to be poor. We didn't ask for much, and sometimes we didn't even ask.
Da Chen, Colors of the Mountain
Many people are afraid of the dark because they fear the unknown. I am the opposite. I embrace the dark because I fear the known. The light is so full of evil, it makes the darkness shine with good. This is my story.
Opening line from a book in progress
My life has a wonderful cast, I just can't figure out the plot.
Mat Crompton - Poet 19th century
Don't you ever wonder, maybe if you took a left turn instead of a right ,you could be somebody different.
Dave Matthews Band
We look at each other, wondering what the other is thinking, but we never say a thing, and these crimes between us grow deeper.
Dave Matthews Band
I live as I choose or I will not live at all.
The Cranberries
(Referring to Winter)
It is a time when one's spirit is subdued and sad, one knows not why; when the past seems a storm-swept desolation, life a vanity and a burden, and the future but a way to death.
Mark Twain, on a bleak winter day.
Man is a fool,
when it's hot, he wants it cool
when it's cool, he wants it hot
always wanting what is not
Gabe Baluyut
A truth thats told with bad intent, beats all the lies you can invent
William Blake
All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream
Edgar Allen Poe
Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.

From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death,
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath.
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies.

Paul Simon

A thousand stars A million words
So much spoken
But nothing heard

All is lost
Nothing gained
The world is filled
With endless pain

A single breath
A moment long
But then it fades
And is forever gone

Everyone’s leaving
No one to betray
Can see no one coming
Just one empty day

Infinite hopes
To many fears
Not enough true dreams
With too many tears

Everything’s sacred
Each second that I breathe
Every moment
My heart beats

Darren Brown
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too

Stevie Nicks, Landslide
Life is but a walking shadow; A poor
Player that struts and frets his hour upon
The stage and then is heard no more.
Macbeth V,I
And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.
Goo Goo Dolls
It is the way of words to be inadequate. Take for example the word of words - 'communication' - how poorly it stands for the concept it is supposed to represent: The linkage of tow minds. Even if I can conceive the wonder, I cannot articulate It. Or 'articulation' - putting ideas into sounds. There are 61 words in this thought…
I. B. Eventure

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