#poe

I have lain awake in the darkness many nights Thinking of poems, going to sleep on poems, Finally,with the darkness closing on The bright remembered words. I have thought of the darkness Closing on the world, the words of the poems forgotten, All the great beautiful words of the poems Fading from the mind of the world, let go Slowly, unknowingly, as from the mind Of one diseased the light of man's endeavor Fades to the idiot darkness and is lost. Part of the darkness, I have lain awake Watching the poems of the world fade out like stars. ↗

— Charles E. Butler

#beauty

Balder the beautiful/is dead, is dead! ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#beauty

Pardon if all the cleanness and the beauty Brave rhythym and the immemorial sea Ensare us sometimes with their siren song, Forgetful of our murderous intentions. Through our uneasy peacetime carnival Cold sweat of death holds us like a dew; Even this grey machinery of murder Holds beauty and the promise of a future. ↗

— Norman Hampson

#beauty

all theories like cliches shot to hell, all these small faces looking up beautiful and believing; I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but believe is a graveyard. we have narrowed it down to the butcherknife and the mockingbird wish us luck. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#fire #luck #poem #quote #beauty

Whole life is a search for beauty. But, when the beauty is found inside, the search ends and a beautiful journey begins. ↗

— Harshit Walia

#indian-fiction #inner-beauty #journey #life #philosophical

Pisces :Without you I'm nothing, You're my everything. Aquarius :Without you i'm lonely and unpretty, You're my happiness and beauty. ↗

— patrick cruz

#beauty

One day when I ventured into the garden to regard its bloom, My eyes beheld on a bower a withered rose. When I inquired what had caused the blight, "My lips for a moment opened in a smile in this garden," it replied. ↗

— Musharraf Ali Farooqi

#life #poetry #sadness #beauty

Poets have to be sensitive to their audience, but it does not mean that they censor themselves. I realise my audience is diverse. Some will read with empathy and curiosity while others will take offense. ↗

— John Barton

#censor #curiosity #diverse #does #empathy

When from our better selves we have too long Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop, Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, How gracious, how benign, is Solitude ↗

— William Wordsworth

#solitude #business

Poetry is nobody’s business except the poet’s, and everybody else can fuck off. ↗

— Philip Larkin

#business