All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.
My head is full of fire
and grief and my tongue
runs wild, pierced
with shards of glass.
The baby understands that its mother loves it. … Words have their origin in baby talk, so words have their origin in love.
I came to
pen another poem for you,
but even every unwritten poem
Words have their own hierarchy, their own protocol, their own artistic titles, their own plebeian stigmas.
VISION is the voice inside that transcends words and shines through the initiation!
There is only as much space, only as much time,
Only as much desire, only as many words,
Only as many pages, only as much ink
To accept all of us at light-speed
Hurrying into the Promised Land
Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.
And empty words are evil.
At first, that’s who I was. I wanted to know more about this boy who lives among us, but who never truly speaks… But now I feel like finding out about him is one of the ways I found out about myself. I did not expect to love his words. I did no expect to find myself in the.
Never judge someone’s character based on the words of another. Instead, study the motives behind the words of the person casting the bad judgment.