With Love Quotes
Drink from the ethereal philosophy of Heaven and you may see life as no more no less than a dream made of pure poetry from divine source. AA
Robbers*sometimes your words rob you of your thoughtsand leave you destituteand sadwill they weep for you i wonder_____________________________rassool jibraeel snyman (c) 2015"The Poetic Assassin
Iron deficiency can lead to a wardrobe full of crumpled clothes
Only union with you gives joy. The rest if tearing down one building to put up another.
Everything is connected. We see the signs every moment. There are miracles waiting to happen!
Do not forget about the thorns on the roseswhen you say that love is like a red red rose.
I'm two days away from day after tomorrowCounting the hours to my upcoming sorrow Suddenly I lookinto the eyes of my childThen all sadness goneas I smile the way she smiled
I crouch in cornersThe infection is widespreadLove epidemic
the time will come, my dearwhen I will hold you closeand all will beright againin the world.
Springtimeand I wish I knew you
The match I struck shall not run deadYou’re my first inhale, my last cigarette.
I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear to godit will be worth something.
Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul...to love me.
When you find yourself writing, reading, or listening the delivery of words when spoken? You know the melody of wordplay. “& I love Wordplay
You touched my heart...ever so softlyand I realizedtears had never been...merely saltand the rainOh the Rain!had never been merely water.
Don't be afraid of Pain. Pain only comes down to a certain point... beyond that, it can't reach you and the love you have inside.
We will spend the rest of the day inventing a kind of love that no longer exists in the world, a kind of love no army can pillage at the outposts, no rumor could bring to its knees like a traitor.
Maybe I should just lie quietly inside you while our old selves slip in and out of the back rooms of the soul.
My mind: a thousand hungry daughters, my harlot heritage.Marbles: lost, no rescue search.Your heart: blooming thorns, and a stolen grocery cart.
You crawled inside myribs to die. Giant becomes squirrelbecomes a dirt-wet girlfeverishly alive.
And perhaps, I'm a Tuesday night and you're a Wednesday morning the way we'll never even notice how we blend into each other.
Winning a love is just an outcome, keeping a love is a true accomplishment.
Falling in desire with truth and hope is enhancing our soul with a precious love...
… For everything precious and pure coming in our lives should be treated likewise.
There are things we do that the human mind doesn't understand, yet the same things are meant for the heart to fully comprehend.
Not every given chance deserves love, but every love deserves a given chance.
Decades from now, my grandchild is going to be a poet... And she's going to write about how she's a living testament to how her grandmother made love to hurricane and calmed the storm.
When the words have been said and the music has been played, feelings are the only form of art which will remain to reign. (Soar)
Life is beautiful. Death is astonishing.And love is the just breaths taken in between
I heard your whispered fantasies so clear Softly told in my earI opened my eyes you weren't thereSo real my dream, I was so awareBut we'll meet again so certainlyIn our whispered fantasy
I’m looking for youinto that silverspoon where I taste my reflection to feel the touch of your untouchables- from the poem "Looking For You
Please let me know if I am not hereLet me know if I fail to find you thereFor before the dawn I leave the night behind meAnd before my heart I let you leave me behind.
... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...