“If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul, you haven’t experienced poetry.”
— Edgar Allan Poe
“If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul, you haven’t experienced poetry.”
— Edgar Allan Poe
Writers are the exorcists of their own demons
He puts his hands on either side of my face, and the room falls away. I have never gotten so lost in a kiss before. And then, the space between us explodes. My heart keeps missing beats and my hands cannot bring him close enough to me. I taste him and realize I have been starving. I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this. I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive. Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft his skin is when it brushes against mine, and that even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever.
What we find in a soulmate is not something wild to tame with but something wild to run with.
In spite of everything, I still believe people are really good at heart.The Diary of a Young Girl
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion, and medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
Dead Poet’s Society
Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.
‘If I Should Have a Daughter’
لا أحد يعرف اللحظات الصغيرة التي ماتت فيها روحك، و لا أحد يعرف متى عادت و لا كيف عادت! و لا أحد يعرف لماذا تبتسم و أنت وحدك، كن قوياً لأجلك!
no one knows the tiny moments when your soul died, knows when it was revived or how, and no one knows why you smile when you’re alone. Be strong for you.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
“You’re only given one little spark of madness. You musn’t lose it.”