100 Quotes About Poetry

Poetry is an art form that can express everything from raw emotion to deep thoughts without words, and it has the power to move even the strongest of us. Poetry is often difficult to understand or interpret, but that’s what makes it so fascinating. If you know someone who is really passionate about poetry, then check out this collection of quotes about poetry to show your appreciation for their talent.

Can you remember who you were, before the world told...
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Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be? Charles Bukowski
Even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.
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Even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself. Sanober Khan
Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.
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Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself. Dejan Stojanovic
You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt...
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You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself. Dejan Stojanovic
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From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me. Dejan Stojanovic
A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but...
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A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape. Dejan Stojanovic
The same word we love and hate, leaves in different...
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The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths. Dejan Stojanovic
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It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem. Dejan Stojanovic
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For a game, you don’t need a teacher. Dejan Stojanovic
Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their...
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Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters. Dejan Stojanovic
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Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art–a euphemism–tamed wilderness. Dejan Stojanovic
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THREE BASIC TRUTHSThree things have a limited threshold: Time, pain, and death. While truth, love, and knowledge —Are boundless. Three things are needed For humanity to co-exist: Truth, peace and basic needs. Everything else -Is irrelevant. Suzy Kassem
In the essence of truth lies deceit.
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In the essence of truth lies deceit. Dejan Stojanovic
In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.
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In a myriad of ways you tell one truth. Dejan Stojanovic
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Ô, Wanderess, WanderessWhen did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss? Roman Payne
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Deliver thunder, GodIf you choose not to talk. Dejan Stojanovic
I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became...
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I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time. Dejan Stojanovic
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God is a cloud from which rain fell. Dejan Stojanovic
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Devil and God — two sides of the same face. Dejan Stojanovic
Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.
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Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life. Dejan Stojanovic
God is busy and has no time for you.
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God is busy and has no time for you. Dejan Stojanovic
New Rome will be destroyed By the attacks of new...
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New Rome will be destroyed By the attacks of new vandals. God always remains silent. Dejan Stojanovic
When following God, Zero we never find.
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When following God, Zero we never find. Dejan Stojanovic
To hide feelings when you are near crying is the...
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To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity. Dejan Stojanovic
It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful...
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It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it. Dejan Stojanovic
Wherever I go, I meet myself.
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Wherever I go, I meet myself. Dejan Stojanovic
I visited many places, Some of them quite Exotic and...
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I visited many places, Some of them quite Exotic and far away, But I always returned to myself. Dejan Stojanovic
Use the wings of the flying Universe, Dream with open...
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Use the wings of the flying Universe, Dream with open eyes; See in darkness. Dejan Stojanovic
There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from...
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There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky. Dejan Stojanovic
I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on...
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I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides. Dejan Stojanovic
The most complicated skill is to be simple.
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The most complicated skill is to be simple. Dejan Stojanovic
Since there is no real silence, Silence will contain all...
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Since there is no real silence, Silence will contain all the sounds, All the words, all the languages, All knowledge, all memory. Dejan Stojanovic
To risk life to save a smile on a face...
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To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child is the secret of chivalry. Dejan Stojanovic
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Wordsare powerfulforces of nature.they are destruction.they are nourishment. they are flesh. they are water.they are flowers and bone.they burn. they cleansethey erase. they etch. they can eitherleave youfeelinghomelessor brimmingwith home. Sanober Khan
There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and...
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There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin. Dejan Stojanovic
Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.
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Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects. Dejan Stojanovic
Some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will...
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Some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems. Sanober Khan
Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces...
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Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift. Dejan Stojanovic
Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.
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Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds. Dejan Stojanovic
To come to nothing through something is the way to...
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To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides. Dejan Stojanovic
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Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect. Dejan Stojanovic
He knows he will be born again, And start fresh...
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He knows he will be born again, And start fresh anew. Dejan Stojanovic
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He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age. Dejan Stojanovic
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We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side. Dejan Stojanovic
The night is still waiting.
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The night is still waiting. Dejan Stojanovic
Dream by making and make by dreaming.
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Dream by making and make by dreaming. Dejan Stojanovic
Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to...
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Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space. Dejan Stojanovic
Crossing the limit is not my style My footsteps meander...
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Crossing the limit is not my style My footsteps meander less than a mile I travel the world perhaps in a minute Yet a dream, to me, is never infinite! Munia Khan
Our lips were for each other and our eyes were...
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Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel and we knew nothing of loss. Ours was a world of eternal spring, until the summer came. Roman Payne
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Ô, Muse of the Heart’s Passion, let me relive my Love’s memory, to remember her body, so brave and so free, and the sound of my Dreameress singing to me, and the scent of my Dreameress sleeping by me, Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy! Roman Payne
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Unknown
You may be a poet and not even know it.
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You may be a poet and not even know it. M.L. Shanahan
You see it dying, you feel helpless while it fades,...
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You see it dying, you feel helpless while it fades, You tend to lose hope lest you forget, a ripple is all, and that's all it takes...# My Experiencewith498 A Ravi Ranjan
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I learned from Whitman that the poem is a temple -- or a green field -- a place to enter, and in which to feel. Only in a secondary way is it an intellectual thing -- an artifact, a moment of seemly and robust wordiness --wonderful as that part of it is. I learned that the poem was made not just to exist, but to speak --to be company. It was everything that was needed, when everything was needed. . Mary Oliver
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Chimerical words, the words were written, Some are wasted; some are still on the page, Tattered words, the words were written, Some are young, some are aged, Gloomy words, the words were written, Some are unspoken, some are told, Words were hurt, though they can heal, Words are breathless, though can feel, Words won hearts, words shattered hearts, Words lost battles, words won wars, Wars within, words had scars. Nishikant
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His pen spoke more to her than he ever did”. In the war of words, some are unwritten and some are unspoken. Nishikant
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How might I get over this? How would I be able to overlook the way he used to be with me? How could I overlook that his fingers touched my indiscernible soul before it twisted my nipples? How might I overlook his essence that still is in my garments? Despite everything, I still hear you saying that you love me. Though I know you don't. Nishikant
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All she captures is a moment and what she calls it is a memory, Sometimes, it is assumptions that we use; all we need is a theory, Because you don’t know what is there in the future, And all you need is a vision to make a perfect picture. I feel that I have known you for a century, And whatever she calls is a memory. Nishikant
After all these years, all I know is, I need...
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After all these years, all I know is, I need not to do anything as a part of remorse. All I need is to write. Because, ' Poetry forgives. Nishikant
...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant...
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...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye. Sanober Khan
I have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.
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I have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June. Sanober Khan
To sense the peace of extinguished passion Happiness in not...
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To sense the peace of extinguished passion Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge Dejan Stojanovic
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Your words on the screen are my color palette I dip my brush into your words and paint you On the sky, on the ceiling, on the snow; on the tablet Of things eternal : love truth beauty happiness Unknown
Your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.
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Your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide. Sanober Khan
To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most...
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To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance. Sanober Khan
The intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.
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The intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write. Sanober Khan
All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.
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All beautiful distractions, ignites from you. V.S. Atbay
Lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis...
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Lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special. Sanober Khan
I writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.
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I writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you. Sanober Khan
I immersemyselfin youlikei immerse myselfinto a beautiful story.
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I immersemyselfin youlikei immerse myselfinto a beautiful story. Sanober Khan
With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest...
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With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest windsi discoveredmy soul's warmest fireplacein the roughnessof his stubblethe tenderest love. Sanober Khan
Hope without love is hopeless.
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Hope without love is hopeless. Dejan Stojanovic
What will you do now with the gift of your...
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What will you do now with the gift of your left life? Carol Ann Duffy
I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere,...
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I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, "I would have loved her. Nicole Lyons
When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching,...
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When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream. Dejan Stojanovic
Before she knew it, she was just another set of...
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Before she knew it, she was just another set of eyes in a dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak. Kelly Moran
If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another.
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If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another. Dejan Stojanovic
Life into death– Life’s other shape, No rupture, Only crossing.
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Life into death– Life’s other shape, No rupture, Only crossing. Dejan Stojanovic
Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.
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Every thought about death takes a moment of life away. Dejan Stojanovic
She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting...
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She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting you soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you. Nicole Lyons
She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart,...
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She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind. Nicole Lyons
I love with love, so that we all may love.
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I love with love, so that we all may love." ~ Amunhotep El Bey Amunhotep El Bey
Miracle: to love more with an irreparable heartache
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Miracle: to love more with an irreparable heartache Nicola An
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Feelings and emotionran through my veinslike a hurricane. And that's when everythingbegan to look like poetry.– You look like poetry Altruistic
I have licked the fire and danced in the ashes...
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I have licked the fire and danced in the ashes of every bridge I ever burned. I fear no hell from you. Nicole Lyons
I kept you so well, buried beneath the darkest shame...
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I kept you so well, buried beneath the darkest shame and stilled with filthy lies. Perhaps I should have dug deeper. Nicole Lyons
The only way to find art is to lose touch...
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The only way to find art is to lose touch with reality. Christina Strigas
She lit wildfires inside my soul and fanned them with...
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She lit wildfires inside my soul and fanned them with hurricanes. Morris R. Gates
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In a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling. Sanober Khan
The saddest thing is to bea minute to someone, when...
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The saddest thing is to bea minute to someone, when you've made them your eternity. Sanober Khan
A flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if...
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A flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon, when I don't know, if you will ever come back. Sanober Khan
Tell meof something fiercer than the love with which i...
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Tell meof something fiercer than the love with which i gaze upon youof something softer than the tendernesswith which i hold you. Sanober Khan
There are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us...
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There are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, sometimesdwindledisappeardieand are rebornwhen you smile again. Sanober Khan
In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneiabecause I prayed...
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In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneiabecause I prayed this word: I want. Sappho
All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the...
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All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling Munia Khan
I want to be in love with youthe same wayi...
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I want to be in love with youthe same wayi am in love with the moonwith the lightshiningout of its soul. Sanober Khan
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Sometimes i don't know, which momentwhich cool gust of wind will come, and enchant metousling my hairand my heart, stirring...that familiar ache of poetry, which drop will kissthe old wrench in my soulreminding me, all over againi miss you better in the rain. Sanober Khan
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Sometimes I think, I need a spare heart to feel...
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Sometimes I think, I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. Sanober Khan
It was the kind of moonthat I would want to...
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It was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too, have been bruised...by beauty. Sanober Khan