"poetry"タグの名言

The pain broke through the skin, dismantled her pores, and ate away at everything that was once strong. She was laid bare with nothing to cling to.

أتذكّرُ الأزهارَ حين توجهتْ بعد الربيع تريد إيواءً لها في مقلتيك

Seek the ones you love. --- Only therapy.

To some, you are just a face in the crowd. To the one, you are the star of the show.

But you were most beautiful when I saw all of you. Your scars and secrets.

If I love you then I will turn you into poetry.

I write to run away from my sorrow.
 As I try to make sense of the broken pieces of my heart. 
Each page will say ‘I will be okay,’ even after you left me.

She wants a warrior lover, with wild eyes, strong hands and a poet's heart.

If I told you about a land of love, friend, would you follow me and come? In that land are vineyards, that yield a deadly wine - no glass can hold it. Would you swallow it as a remedy?

Romance for me is Meeting yeu after a Long time After all those nighs i have spend longing to hold yeu thinking about yeu And finally being next to yeu when i still have to hold back Because there are people around Romance for me is trying to act normal And not being able to take my eyes off yeu

Her eyes hide a tenderness that is more sensitive than all the red roses of the world.

And these aches in my heart create poetry!

My soul is in love with your soul.

You don't always have to understand someone in order to love them.

I have an intellect worth the gold and kingdoms of seven kings. And yet, I sold myself short to a man whose actions, merit a penny.

i cried because i was full of dead stars and broken debris, but you still called me beautiful.

we ended like a supernova, in an explosion that was slow and fast at the same time.

11. there will be days where you look in the mirror and want to remold your body like clay, days where you may not even want to get out of bed. on those days, it's okay to cry, to want to be different. but the next morning, remind yourself; you will be okay, you will be okay, you will be okay.

you have to learn how to breathe with pieces of your heart piercing your lungs. trust somebody you shouldn't, make a bad decision. but always learn from your mistakes. too many wrong moves will kill you.

You cannot lose or choose to forget someone you loved Without first losing or denying a vital part of yourself We are all pieces of the same puzzle Connected by threads of love Each a mirror to what we hold onto And what we let go of