..poetry's most powerful lines ever written...

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Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. –Anton Chekhov.

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How can I know what I think till I see what I say? –E.M. Forster,

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We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives. –Toni Morrison

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Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toe nails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that your bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. ― Dylan Thomas

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. ― Emily Dickinson

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Poetry is plucking at the heartstrings, and making music with them. ― Dennis Gabor

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My role in society, or any artist or poet’s role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all. – John Lennon

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Sikucai

Speaking the same language is not as powerful as speaking the language of the heart .-Rumi

Haliho

"I choose to love you in silence for in my silence I find no rejection.

I choose to love you in my loneliness for in my loneliness no one owns you but I.

I choose to adore you from a distance for distance shields us both from pain.

I choose to imprison you in my thoughts cause in my thoughts, freedom is for me to decide

I choose to kiss you on the wind for the wind is gentler than my lips.

I choose to hold you only in my dreams for in my dreams there is no end..." -Rumi

SepatUngu

"When remedies are past, the griefs are ended by seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended"

-William Shakespeare-

SepatUngu

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine


IF YOU FORGET ME
-Pablo Neruda-

pinkypetal

It's been a while
since I finally accepted
the end.
But my heart still aches
every time I think
of how we ended.
And if I could go back,
I wish I could tell you:
I stayed for so long,
not because I was weak
but because I believed
in the good person in you.
I left, not because
you stopped wanting me,
but because I no longer
loved myself by loving you

I Wish I Could Tell You
-Najwa Zebian-

kakakadik

pinjamkanlah bahumu..


pinjamkanlah bahumu,
untk aku bersandar,
melepaskn penat lelahku yg berlalu pergi..
tanpa faham erti keletihan.

pinjamkan bahumu,
untuk aku berteduh,
melepaskan air mataku yg kian mengalir..
tanpa faham erti kesakitan.

pinjamkanlah bahumu,
untuk aku bermanja,
melepaskn kerinduan yg melanda hati ini..
tanpa fhm erti kerinduan..

pinjamkanlah bahumu,
untk aku meniti kehidupan,
melepaskan harapan yang segunung langit,
tanpa faham erti putus asa..

pinjamkanlah bahumu,
utk aku melawati alam semesta ini,
yg penuh pancaroba,
sehingga akhir hayatku.......


-my poetry-

marla69

“I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough..”
– Nicholas Sparks

miss_audrey

LIFE'S BRIEF CANDLE
William Shakespeare

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

miss_audrey

HE HAD SUCH QUIET EYES
Bibsy Soenharjo

He had such quiet eyes
She did not realise
They were two pools of lies
Layered with thinnest ice
To her, those quiet eyes
Were breathing desolate sighs
Imploring her to be nice
And to render him paradise

If only she’d been wise
And had listened to the advice
Never to compromise
With pleasure-seeking guys
She’d be free from ‘the hows and whys’
Now here’s a bit of advice
Be sure that nice really nice
Then you’ll never be losing at dice
Though you lose your heart once or twice

ulrika

"Pepatah Romawi kuno mengatakan: Habent sua fata libelli. Buku-buku memiliki nasibnya sendiri. Begitu juga dengan manusia. Hari demi hari adalah lembaran yang harus dijalani. Jangan pernah berhenti."
—         Rivelino, 22th, Abis Mabok Duren

ulrika

Ia tanam benih rindu
pada bilik jantungku
dihujamnya dalam-dalam
meski ini adalah musim
paling teramat kering

ketika itu aku merasa jatuh cinta
melebihi seluruh pedih
yang pernah mencintai dadaku

dan aku pun berharap
setulus bagaimana ia berdoa
kelak tumbuh bunga pertama
mekar kelopaknya
menentaskan seekor kupu-kupu.



-penyihir hati