Micropoetry Quotes
Browse 53 quotes about Micropoetry.
Micropoetry Quotes
“Allow me to slowly undress your hair and make love to your ears.”
“We all live with our own lies - that is why somebody else’s truth changes so much.”
“We've carried too far every broken heart.”
“The colours may change but the sky stays the same.”
“Loneliness is a part of life - not the end of it.”
“Art: an earnest love for an immortal lie.”
“How magnificent a lifetime feels once it is held together by something that is worth loving.”
“Change is beautiful inside a world made out of constant expectations.”
“poetry is a magnet to attract all the broken hearts”
“one word something so simple it shakes the world - love”
“it is too much to bear knowing you this way I must sing to the birds the trees understand”
“You wear poetry in your eyes.”
“Through windows, in wishing wells, whispering in the wind... that's where I find you.”
“The echo of a red rose at the sunset, you decided to check out.”
“In that wounded place, buried between my ribs and letting go, I miss you.”
“You are to me, what wind is to dry leaves. The reason for me to fall, the reason for me to fly.”
“I can't love anymore. Except for you... I love you so much it hurts to breathe.”
“You are the poem that sticks in my throat teaching me to whisper with the voice of my heart.”
“Steep fall to the ground shattering like clay pigeons missed by bad shots and unsteady hands.”
“I build boxes and place them at your feet, to measure the distance between dreams and reality.”
“I've never seen beauty so devastating as in the lines that trace our hope and fall from the stars.”
“I balance you on the end of my pen. Teetering between love and letting go.”
“I bleed to un-break you, un-mending me. I fall to save you... now who will save me.”
“You are not dead You are not dead You are not dead You are still Here”
“If only you could see me as the Devil does: palatable & raw; chasing a chance blue moon”
“Numbered are the days of hunger stricken strays a woman's curving taste a paper police state.”
“Birthing hope from the madness that perches on the fence of our once perfect dreams.”
“Every day is still A precious thing”