Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Jun 16, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Jun 16, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If I had my life to live over again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If you're reading this...Congratulations, you're alive.If that's not something to smile about,then I don't know what is. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season? Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
As Unto the bow the the cord is ,So unto the man is woman;Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws him , yet she follows:Useless each without the other. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There's two kinds of women--those you write poems about and those you don't. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>