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And it seems people should not build houses anymore it seems people should stop working and sit in small rooms on second floors under electric lights without shades; it seems there is a lot to forget and a lot not to do and in drugstores, markets, bars, the people are tired, they do not want to move, and I stand there at night and look through this house and the house does not want to be built ↗

— Charles Bukowski

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Some say an army of horsemen some an army on foot others say ships laden for war are the fairest things on earth. But I say the fairest sight on this dark earth is the face of the one you love. Nor is it hard to understand: love has humbled the hearts of the proudest queens. And I would rather see you now stepping over my threshold than any soldier greaved in gold or any iron-beaked ship. ↗

— Alison Croggon

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ليتني وردة تغرسني في حوضِ تُربتك قُربَ نافذتكَ الشرقيّة تقطفني أيّها الولد الأسمر على مطلعِ أيلول؛ لا تتركني أبداً أموت وحيدة كما الآن. ↗

— Nour Albawardi

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على وجهي الاصفر .. خريفٍ طال .. وسلال من رذاذ وملح .. وفي صدري حجارة نسيوها بحاره .. مروا علي فـ يوم .. وقالوا تعال معنا .. وما كان يجمعنا .. إلا الضياع والريح .. راجع من الايام .. من الاحلام .. ومن الف سناره .. مغروسة بقلبي .. لقيت لي بشارة .. ما اغلى عطا ربي .. أثر العمر ساره .. وموج البحر ساره .. وكل المدى ساره .. سافرت كل العمر .. وراجع احب سارة .. ↗

— بدر عبد المحسن

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Beneath her curls, I forget the world, With a mere gaze she raises my hopes of gold. Love is as much in her heart as in mine, But she doesn’t say it, her punishment so divine. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

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The townspeople took the prince for dead When he never returned with the dragon’s head When with her, he stayed She thought he’d be too afraid But he loved her too much instead. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

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That's what I love about poetry. The more abstract, the better. The stuff where you're not sure what the poet's talking about. You may have an idea, but you can't be sure. Not a hundred percent. Each word, specifically chosen, could have a million different meanings. ↗

— Jay Asher

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I sent my words out onto the wind to paths unseen and parts unknown in hopes people will enjoy this book of poetic words I've sown ↗

— Charles Johnson

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ويهزني صحوى .. فافتقدك ولكن بلا جدوى بلا جدوى .. ↗

— أمل دنقل

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Ariette III Il pleure dans mon coeur Comme il pleut sur la ville ; Quelle est cette langueur Qui pénètre mon coeur ? Ô bruit doux de la pluie Par terre et sur les toits ! Pour un coeur qui s'ennuie, Ô le chant de la pluie ! Il pleure sans raison Dans ce coeur qui s'écoeure. Quoi ! nulle trahison ? Ce deuil est sans raison. C'est bien la pire peine De ne savoir pourquoi Sans amour et sans haine Mon coeur a tant de peine ! ↗

— Paul Verlaine

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