I am your stardust each inch below your skin layers, each drop in your veins.When I breathe your heart beats. Rose From the Moon
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Quote:- I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed
"I Am": The Selected Poetry of John Clare
Author:- John Clare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neither sense of life or joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems; Even the dearest that I loved the best Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
"I Am": The Selected Poetry of John Clare
Author:- John Clare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
Ulysses
Author:- James Joyce
Category:- time
Quote:- I am, and always will be, the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes, and the dreamer of improbable dreams.
Author:- Eleventh Doctor
Category:- hope
Quote:- I Am!I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neither sense of life or joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems; Even the dearest that I loved the best Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.
"I Am": The Selected Poetry of John Clare
Author:- John Clare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I am. And so are you. We’re both real,’ she says in a way that touches every inch of me and despite the rush of fireworks bursting inside of me this is where peace lies.
Alexander and Maria
Author:- Soulla Christodoulou
Category:- Love
Quote:- i ama lionesswho is no longerafraid to let the worldhear herroar-an ode to me
The Princess Saves Herself in This One
Author:- Amanda Lovelace
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I apologized for being me until there was no one left to be sorry for
The Calligraphy of God
Author:- Jenim Dibie
Category:- Love
Quote:- I apologized for being me until there was no one left to be sorry for.
The Calligraphy of God
Author:- Jenim Dibie
Category:- Love
Quote:- I arise from dreams of thee,And a spirit in my feetHas led me- who knows how?To thy chamber-window, Sweet!
Author:- Percy Bysshe Shelley
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I array the moonlit ceiling with a mosaic of question-marks;How was it I was so lucky to have ever met you?
Author:- Paul Durcan
Category:- Love
Quote:- I arrived, I saw humans and I saw through their faces. Nothing ever changes but the light in their eyes. For I too have buried my demons today, without knowing what might remain beneath the face of tomorrow.
Author:- robert m drake
Category:- hope,best,Relationships,poetry
Quote:- I ask for nothing. / In return I give All. / There is no earning my Love. / No work needed, no effort / Save to listen to what is already heard, / To see what is already seen. / To know what is already known. / Do I seem to ask too little? / Would you give although I ask not? / Then this you can give me and I will accept. / I will take your heart. / You will find it waiting for you / When you return.
Flow Down Like Silver: Hypatia of Alexandria
Author:- Ki Longfellow
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I asked him for it.For the blood, for the rust,for the sin.I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about,or the fine marble of palaces,or even the roses in the mouth of servants. I wanted pomegranates—I wanted darkness,I wanted him.So I grabbed my king and ran awayto a land of death,where I reigned and people whisperedthat I’d been dragged.I’ll tell you I’ve changed. I’ll tell you,the red on my lips isn’t wine.I hope you’ve heard of horns,but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdomhe kneels only to me, calls me Queen, calls me Mercy.Mama, Mama, I hope you get this.Know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold,know never have I been betterthan when I am here.Do not send flowers,we’ll throw them in the river.‘Flowers are for the dead’, ‘least that’s whatthe mortals say.I’ll come back when he bores me,but Mama,not today.
Author:- Daniella Michalleni
Category:- poetry
Quote:- I asked if you was pleased.’‘Course I’m pleased! You think I’d be mad if I wasn’t pleased?’‘You don’t make a lick of sense,’ he says, but he is smiling now and he takes a step closer to me.
I Shall be Near to You
Author:- Erin Lindsay McCabe
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- I aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.
Love Her Wild
Author:- Atticus Poetry
Category:- poetry,best