#poetry

Why there isn't any drama in my life So I'll crawl on the cottonfield with a fife Why to have a dream in vain my life begs Am a house gecko, I eat flies and lay eggs My death surely doesn't yield a headline and all I'll break law by pissing on a castle's wall For my death there wouldn't be a weeping meni From the name of Lady Canning there's ledikeni One foot on heaven and one foot on hell, hanging One cannon and two cannonballs dangling. ↗

— Nabarun Bhattacharya

#poetry #anger

الموتُ دون العهدِ غايةُ الكرمْ ↗

— أحمد شوقي

#faithfulness #faith

Even the most political poem is an act of faith. ↗

— Martin Espada

#poetry #faith

We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#believe #believing #doubt #faith #poem

Though I love your company, your instructions are wasted her. I will always choose the woman who caries me off, I will always sit with the family of loneliness. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#family

Sure, we thought the acres That we tilled were sacred, But how could we have known That wheat can haunt like ghosts ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#family-farm #poem #poetry #sherman-alexie #short-poems

I have been used to consider poetry as "the food of love" said Darcy. "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. ↗

— Jane Austen

#banter #courtship #poetry #food

Some hae meat and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thankit. ↗

— Robert Burns

#meat #poetry #robert-burns #food

Twas the night before Thanksgiving. All the food's in the oven. And I'm in the bedroom performin' self lovin'. ↗

— Craig Ferguson

#masturbation #poem #poetry #thanksgiving #food

Any healthy man can go without food for two days--but not without poetry. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#food