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“Now I even calculate my laughter and tears, Carefully saving them for future, For I have learnt to betray my feelings now, And my hypocrisy embarrass me, It seems to me the life of my generation, Is some socially transmitted disease…”
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“Just like the flowers, Who have forgotten autumn and winter, Oh my friend from past seven seasons, Have you forgotten me, Like the many names in your life? Or are you busy loving yourself, Trapped in your own enchantment are you?”
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“A feeling that she is of spring making love, To the trees green and the doves, The same feeling of lying naked on the grass, And watch the rain falling from the stars. A feeling that she is that walks in and slips away, Like the sand of an hourglass. Oh her home the realm of feelings…”
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“The words in my diaries, No longer preserve my youth, So alone in those paragraphs, So faceless in those photographs, These scarlet lines on my palms, Are as aimless as my life…”
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“But sleep only with the angels my lady, May your God be your best lover… And if your feather feet ever touch, This crying and bleeding earth, Walk gently through haste and waste, And wait patiently for your religion to take birth, For people from world beyond, Are meant to be prayed and loved…”
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“The only reason winter doesn’t last forever, Because even summer and spring are waiting to love her too…”
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“The morning light splits my eyes into two, Still confused if the day is worth getting up to, I wonder what new did I ever do? Except staring blankly into the blue, And making stories inside my head, None of which shall ever come true…”
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“I don’t know where you dwell, But the shortest way to you is through my dreams, I don’t know where you dwell, But the surest way to find you is inside my head, And I will meet you there…”
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“And learn how to unlearn the past, Remember no more than how to breathe, The more you are lost and all alone, The more of yourself you can own…”
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“Along a path for years I waited patiently, I destroyed my reputation in search for your love, I traded my life for more glasses of wine, But no sleep would ever be waiting for me, Until the hour that made you mine… Those long lost years were worth the wait, And here I am now in your possession. I hold your hand and I never feel low, I am wedded to your shadow too, you know… For I am a fan of everything that leaves your lips, Smiles, kisses, abuses and anger, Every bit of you makes me feel younger, And every passing day I lust for more of you…”
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“I’ll run my nose through your hair, Bite the bottom of your ears, Press your nails across my skin, And hear me through your silence, As I say I love you…”
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“With every desire I am born again, Every unfulfilled desire keeps me alive, For I am a man with many lives, I wonder which one is really mine…”
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“Every passing day I am a shadow of yesterday, As nameless as any other passer-by, While slowly life leaks away and time passes by, Only responsibilities and wrinkles multiply, And destiny is all that is left as an alibi…”
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“I feel now like a cigarette in a dustbin, In two minds about everything, Educated only to procrastinate, Until tomorrow as always, As my mind wanders endlessly…”
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“All those coffees have turned into sour kisses, And now her black smoked eyes, Are searching for an escape, In those bottles of Vodka.”
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“As I battle this plague from past, I pin my hope in your sacred grace, Thy love shall resurrect itself I know, In the most unholiest of places…”
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“And when our smiles meet I become speechless, My pen becomes wordless by thy sight, So I choose silence in your presence, Oh! The joy to watch you without judgment…”
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“You gave birth to this century, To an age I call my life, And you coloured my hidden emotions, So I could express them while I am alive…”
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“We lose more than we ever gain, But this lust just never ends, So gather whatever you may today, Before time comes and takes everything away…”
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“Now all that is left of education for me, Is to read and write your name, Those blank pages invite me evermore, To fill them over and over, With your memories that ever grows…”
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“And although my life is not a blessing, I still bless your name, For whatever little joy in my life that is left, It is left in hearing your name…”
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“I do leave my bed to see tomorrow, And traverse the landscape that my desires paint, But every night when I return to my bed, My existence seems to be a mere exercise in repetition…”
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“She came, She saw, She conquered, And how easily I surrendered, Without even giving a fight, So blinded was I by her radiant light, She pierced my heart with a single touch, Her bewitching eyelashes and whispering smile, Left me paralyzed for a while,”
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“And here I am on my borrowed time.”
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“I fear a future that I cannot grasp, As I bargain myself through this life. My promises are fantasies which I sell and buy, And the more I lust the more I lie,”
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“The things I love, And the things I hate, Are all inside my head, Still not content with what I waste, And whatever pleases me I chase. So when do I stop this haste?”
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“Shall come to pass the weather of failure, As hopes exposes itself in layers, What winter loses is springs gain, The dawn shall seek the dark again…”
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“Come and infect me, With the happiness you suffer from. Come and bring me, To the point of tears. Come and haunt me, I wait here lonely. Oh come just to break your vows again…”
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“I offered my love wrapped in words, But she knew she could do much better than just words. And now she is in love again, Undressed in the arms of another man…”
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“And to a start and to an end, If ever you exist except inside my head, Know that time ceaselessly walks uninvited, Towards an ending for a new beginning of another end…”
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“My lines have already been drawn, In her pristine existence. For she can stop my clock, And change my time into space, And I can feel all this, Without an ounce of spirit…”
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“She lives the same old story, Of promises that were never meant to be, She knows she better hurry, Before the sun sets on her youthful hue…”
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“And for me to see all this, A strange happiness crosses my mind, For I wait patiently for her heart to get broken, So I could beg at her doorsteps again…”
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“Ever split your heart into two? Or were you busy buying those foreign dreams, From lips you wouldn’t have otherwise kissed, But now all your best laid plans, Ended up in tears and cans, And it pains now even without loving. Do you remember that boy, Who wanted to be your man?”
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“Oh passer-by, but let not her smile deceive you, Into believing that you can possess her too, For she was here long before you, For she would be here long after you turn into ashes, For she is no one’s, yet everyone’s to love…”
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“If not for those kisses that she plants on me, The bruises that time leaves would never heal, And I surrender to the warmth of her embrace, As she teaches me how to feel and let go of things…”
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“No woman would ever explore me, For nothing is left in me for them to claim. They still think of you when they think of me, For they know how brutally you loved me once…”
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“You have scarred me for a lifetime, Even the angels won’t take me without your permission. I’m your leftover they say, And I’m all yours to keep…”
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“God gifted me this life, But the days pass by without a choice, And to keep discovering the same old things, Oh to find myself on the verge of nowhere. I keep reminding my loneliness, Everything is but just a passing phase…”
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“Sitting beneath the Nazi Cross, Counting all her past lovers, Whose names she barely remembers, I wonder, to her, if they are just a number, For her smile widens with every count, Her favorite pass time post bedtime, Feeling guilty to what she did to them, But the smile refuses to fade, For God, innocently she says, will forgive her and all her guilty pleasures, Because that’s his duty to do so…”
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“The believers sing the holy songs of fear, Virgin silence has long bled to tears, Fear no more child the mother says, You shall be safe again in another grave…”
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“She rests in peace somewhere in heaven, As I am still counting the years, it has been seven, Of what made her happy back then is now hurting me much, As I delve through her memories here on earth, Dear Lord this love should never have taken birth. Of what made her happy back then is now hurting me much.”
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“To forget easily is not a gift I am blessed with, The winters and those valentines, I did my loving all the time, But now the difference, She sits in heaven with saint valentine,”
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“What do I know? Of how your lips taste, And how your kisses heal, And how your hugs feel. What do I know of how it feels? To drown in your eyes, And to rest in your arms. I can but only imagine…”
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“Hidden in the air, The feeling slowly grows, And then the haunting starts, Like some whispering in the dark, Intoxicating the mind, And then I know it’s time, To worship her shrine…”
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“The journey is to find our way back to the start, And seek the future in our past, For far into the distance I see someone like me, Trying to figure out the same old lie that life is…”
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“There is no hurry in heaven, No time runs up there, Even the Gods have a disease, Boredom they say. Live, please don’t leave, No river of wine flows up there, No water too pure to cure your sins, No land too holy to die for, Live, don’t leave…”
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“And your eye lashes do that to me every now and then, Make my heart skip a beat. Do that to me often so I can, Complain to God about this life being so short, And beg him for another life time besides you…”
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“Suffer now they said for a better distant life, It’s a lie I need to believe in because everyone else does. And I wonder if self-control means waiting? Because that’s the only thing I have ever done…”
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“Busy painting the trees green, To bring back her spring, You make the snow look so pale, Do you belong to some fairy tale?”
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