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If you stand right at the edge of the night sky, some place where one o?clock leaves to meet two, the breeze will carry your words up to the stars. And they?ll swallow your secrets until its time to hand them over to the truths in the sky- the ones that draw maps in the black.
They carve their answers into the backs of my hands, the grooves of the words running deep in my palms.
— Marlen Komar, Ugly People Beautiful Hearts
If you can change the way you think in time you will notice a change in your heart and also a change in your life and the way you see things.
— The Prolific Penman, Real Expression’s of Words Never Heard the Poet, the Man, the Idea
Your comfort zone is a place where you keep yourself in a self-illusion and nothing can grow there but your potentiality can grow only when you can think and grow out of that zone.
— Rashedur Ryan Rahman
When I met a truly beautiful girl, I would tell her that if she spent the night with me, I would write a novel or a story about her. This usually worked; and if her name was to be in the title of the story, it almost always worked. Then, later, when we’d passed a night of delicious love-making together, after she?d gone and I?d felt that feeling of happiness mixed with sorrow, I sometimes would write a book or story about her. Sometimes her character, her way about herself, her love-making, it sometimes marked me so heavily that I couldn’t go on in life and be happy unless I wrote a book or a story about that woman, the happy and sad memory of that woman. That was the only way to keep her, and to say goodbye to her without her ever leaving.
— Roman Payne
I?m not aspiring to be someone else ? If I?m me for the rest of my life then so be it
— Terry Lander, Life Through the Eyes of an Insider: 101 Poems to Help You Understand Life Better
How many fears came between us?
Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell
rained smoldering pus
from skies made of winged death.
Horror tore this world asunder.
While inside the bleeding smoke
and beyond the shredded weeping flesh
we memorized tales of infinite good.
–from The History Lesson
— Aberjhani, Elemental: The Power of Illuminated Love