A poem without metaphor is a gelding; useless to nightmares.
David Joseph CribbinOh, precious losing streak,
you're too cute for your own good.
I try to laugh about it
but my face is made of wood.
Tags: humor life poetry dark depression dark-humor
Cry out in the wilderness with a voice that's not heard. Speak boldly in Christ though you won't say a word.
R'chelle CyrusTags: poetry children-s-books
The words were good words, Ulysses felt, maybe even great words, but the list was very incomplete. He was just getting started. The words needed to be arranged, fussed with, put in the order of his heart.
Kate DiCamilloTags: words poetry writing heart
The sacred stillness of your brilliant heart
has as the myriad wonders masqueraded.
But if you knew this secret from the start,
then you'd have quit this Game before you played it.
Tags: wisdom inspirational truth perception reality poetry compassion inspiration spiritual zen inspirational-quotes miracles spirituality illusion self-awareness spirit awareness desire buddhist awakening know-thyself wonders the-secret maya wisdom-quotes poetry-quotes stillness-of-the-mind subject-and-object game-of-life
Time Out To Cry ©
All alone at the end of the day
The time, just a little past ten
Evening has come for a short stay
It’s time for her sorrow again
The smile on her face she’s been holding
Suddenly, she lets fall
And the feelings begin unfolding
She comes out of her personal wall
As the world settles down for the night
She awakens herself from a dream
And the girl they all thought had her life going right
Is no longer the image she’d seem
She takes off the disguise she’s been wearing
Then opens her heart to the truth
Behind closed doors she’s not caring
About life or love in her youth
So she sits by the mirror spilling tears
And cries by herself in the dark
A whole day of acting like she has no fears
Takes a lot from an empty heart
Inside she’s lonely and sad
But acts like she's fine in the day
Revealing her misery, secretly wishing she had
A friend, or a promise to stay
She’s ashamed of the truth she’s been keeping
Living her hours in daylight a lie
And this is the reason for in darkness she’s weeping
Taking time out from each day to cry
Written by Shannen Wrass
Copyright © 1995 Shannen Wrass. All Rights Reserved
Tags: poetry poem shannen-wrass time-out-to-cry
Някои казват, че светът ще свърши в искри,
в лед други твърдят.
От каквото съм познак с желание да гори
подкрепям онзи, който огън твърди.
Два пъти ако ще мре светът,
мисля, видял съм достатъчно омраза
и да свърши в лед, аз твърдя
е отговор блазнещ-
достатъчен при това.
Tags: poetry robert-frost world-ending
we live in a world full of fear and hatred, where it is our custom to conquer our own fear and hatred
Samuel LebeaTags: life poetry inspiration
چه سعادتی است
وقتی که برف می بارد
دانستن این که
تن پرنده ها
گرم است
Tags: poetry
The ecstatic beauty and soulful grace of Rumi’s poetry inspires human hearts to believe in possibilities beyond the predictably fatal.
AberjhaniTags: poetry beauty humanity grace hope rumi famous-poets rumi-s-birthday spiritual-ecstasy
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