For me,
you are fresh water
that falls from trees
when it has stopped raining. For me,
you are cinnamon that lingers
on the tongue and gives
bitter words
sweetening.
For me, you are the scent of
violins and vision
of valleys
smiling.
And still,
for me, your loveliness never ends.
It traverses
the world
and finds its
way back to me.
Only
me.
— Kamand Kojouri
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart