Poetry Love Quotes

“In this story
I am the poet
You're the poetry.”
― Arzum Uzun

“Don't compare her to sunshine and roses when she's clearly orchids and moonlight.”
― Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

“You can run from the truth. You can run and hide from the truth.
You can deny and avoid the truth. But you cannot destroy the truth. Nor can you make the lie true. You must know that love will always uncover the truth.”
― Delano Johnson, Love Quotes

“And they can’t understand, what hurts more— Missing the other person, or pretending not to.”
― Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings

“The day came when she discovered sex, sensuality, and literature; she said, 'I submit! Let my life be henceforth ruled by poetry. Let me reign as the queen of my dreams until I become nothing less than the heroine of God.”
― Roman Payne

“All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.”
― V.S.Atbay - Epiphany A Collection of Poems

“No holy place existed without us then,
no woodland, no dance, no sound.


Beyond all hope, I prayed those timeless
days we spent might be made twice as long.


I prayed one word: I want.


Someone, I tell you, will remember us,
even in another time.”
― Sappho

“En qué lugar, en dónde, a qué deshoras me dirás que te amo? Esto es urgente porque la eternidad se nos acaba.”
― Jaime Sabines, Recuento De Poemas, 1950-93

“Mi corazón desde hace días quiere hincarse bajo alguna caricia, una palabra.”
― Jaime Sabines, Recuento De Poemas, 1950-93

“Amor, todos los días. Aquí a mi lado, junto a mí, haces falta.”
― Jaime Sabines, Recuento De Poemas, 1950-93

“I wait on my fix:
I am a poetry junkie.”
― Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit

“I am a wildflower in your perfect bed of roses.”
― Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

“When night falls, come and visit me, For I have seen night keeps secrets best.”
― Somaiya Daud, Mirage

“Moments caught in time. Simple memories spread out before me. Timeless reminders of how life goes on, even when it feels as if you cannot.”
― Jay Long

“As my summer draws to a close,
I drag my dreams behind me,
till all collapses back into light,
in a season without hours.

In the end, only you remain,
beyond the unfolded memory,
as I turn my only heart
toward the sunrise.”
― Monica Laura Rapeanu, The Void That Reflects Your Beauty

“Tingllim

Hjek keq por sё kthej te ti. Qe, lot`t i tera.
Mbas tashit nji pikё lodje sё derdh pёr ty.
S’ke mbet veç ti, ka edhe varza tjera,
por nuk mё kan bamun dritё der’sot kёta sy.
Kangёt qi t’i kndova ka me i tretun era.
Emni i yt nё zembёr t’eme ka me u shlye.
Ti duej ke tё duesh tash qi ka dalё prendvera.
Se na lidh ma gja. U zgjidh, u zgjidh ky nye.
Pertrihet nё ket stinё tё bukur marё natyra,
dhe shpirti i em nё kto dit ka m’u pёrtri.
E krejt jetёs s’eme do t’i ndrrojё, po, ftyra.
Mbas tashit ti nё daç mё duej e nё daç mos mё duej,
por lulet qi shpёrthejn sivjet nё kёt shtёpi,
nuk çilin ma pёr ty. Janё tё tjetёrkuej.”
― Ernest Koliqi

“It was her laughter that made me love her. Her shy inappropriate madness is what made her beautiful.”
― Jay Long

“Don’t be a poet, my darling
The taxidermist for ideas and lost dreams”
― Erna Grcic, Beneath the Surface

“She left a red scarf behind... and unknowingly took his heart with her.”
― Emiko chan, The Red Scarf I Forgot To Return

“For me,
You’ll always be an endless love,
a tattoo I can’t wash away.
But to you, I’m just a fading memory,
a drawing that was easy to erase.

For me,
You’ll always be a treasure pearl,
jewels I can’t forsake.
But to you, I’m just a key,
a possession easily misplaced.

For me,
You’ll always be a song I keep singing,
even after our goodbye.
But to you, I’m just a lullaby;
you know the song but you forgot the line.

What was meant for me wasn’t meant for you.
And when my heart broke,
it didn’t just broke in two…”
― Marjory Qwen, From Scars to Stars: Pieces of a Healing Heart

“△ Remembrance of the Whole

A Poem by Alexander Martini

To remember is not to retrieve facts.
It is to reawaken the thread that binds all things.
It is to feel the pulse of the universe in your own breath.
It is to realize that you are not separate —
not from the Earth, not from others, not from the stars.

The Whole is not a place.
It is a state of being.
It is the quiet knowing
that every tree, every cry,
every act of kindness
is part of the same unfolding.

To remember the Whole
is to dissolve the illusion of isolation.
It is to see yourself in the eyes of the stranger,
in the pain of the wounded,
in the joy of the child.

It is to understand
that healing one soul heals the fabric of existence.
That every choice echoes through the field of all things.

The Whole does not ask for perfection.
It asks only for presence.
For the courage to feel.
For the willingness to return.

This is not nostalgia.
This is awakening.
You are not a fragment.
You are the Whole, remembering itself.”
― Alexander Martini

“Forgive me, Father
For I have loved you like a prayer
I was never meant to finish...”
― Petronela Ungureanu, Love in Absentia: Poems of past lives and Timeless Love

“...Taste and see
you bring God with you

everywhere you go.
Show up strange.

It's okay.
Curious and patient.

Honey, you're
doing fine.”
― Laura Kauffman

“Knowing and mastering the ability to stop yourself when you least want to,
and letting silence speak instead of you,
is the greatest skill —
one that very few possess.”
― Aleksandar Sasha Trajkovski, LYRIC ELEGIES

“I don’t stay—I invade.
I move closer until resistance forgets its name,
until wanting feels like gravity
and you stop pretending you can stand alone.

I don’t want your hours;
I want the moment your control slips,
your voice rough at ungodly times,
when desire speaks louder than thought
and time kneels quietly in the corner.

I want your hand tight,
not gentle, not careful.
The room doesn’t calm us—
it watches, holding its breath
as we undo the rules we swore we followed.

I don’t want your mind explaining itself.
I want the look you give
right before surrender replaces language.
I don’t clean up the mess—
I leave truth raw,
felt deep enough to bruise.

I want your darkness,
the parts you lock away and call discipline,
the hunger you silence so you can sleep at night.
Not just who you are—
but who you become
when restraint finally breaks
and you let the wanting win”
― Aariv Pandey

“The truth is, we die a little every day. Yet somewhere between the ashes and the dawn, We must learn the quiet art of being reborn— And dare to love again.”
― Jack Jizmejian, In Love Is Death

“We are one against the ferocity
and volatility of time.
Of duty
Of evil
Of greed
Of pain
We are one despite the fear
of our smallness
Of our fragile mortality
Of our different bodies
We are one in my mind,
In my soul,
And in the shelter of your heart.
One against the world, and
With the world.
We are one in love
Because…
we are love.”
― Lorena Jelves, The chosen one: ¿Can she save the magical world?

“Loss breaks you open, but it is love that teaches the pieces how to become whole again.”
― M.M. Carter, High School Blues

“Your nails upon my back wrote a chronicle in blood.”
― Muhammad Ijaz Ul Haq, KAMA SUTRA: The Linguistics Of The Body

“दामिनी सी मुस्कान, व्यंग्य के समान,
सुखाकर रक्त तप्त, हरता है प्राण,
करता उपहास, कर पुष्प में निवास,
रच विष कूट, स्वयं मधुमय मिठास,
कोयल सा मधुर, झरनों का संगीत,
मृत्यु का कोलाहल बन करता भीत।”
― Pradyumna Kumar Tiwari, त्रिकूट: धर्म का चक्रव्यूह