Saturday, April 29, 2017

Love in Thoughts/ Inspirational Love Quotes by Sanober Khan

Omar Akram - Love Of My Heart

Love IN Thoughts
Inspirational Love Quotes
Sanober Khan

When I write of you, my dear
I am holding you
in the most

So I will greet you
in a way
all loved things
are meant to be greeted

with a tear in my heart
and a poem in my eye.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts -
the most intimate, splendid romance".
Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

I have known you
since the beginning
of time

the one
I have loved always
in spirit.

Only just discovered
in person.

In world full of
temporary things

You are
a perpetual

My love
for you
will always be
like a mountain stream.


There is
and beautiful
how I will
see you

meet you
and again

in poetry.
Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

There are some poems
that we leave behind
some that leave us behind

while some just live
in the heart

crumble, sometimes

and are reborn
when you smile again.
Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

May your love for me be
the scent of the evening sea

drifting in
through a quiet window

so I do not have to run
or chase or fall
to feel you

all I have to do

Sometimes the rain
just for you and me

to be the violin
in the background
of our loneliness's song.

Sometimes I don't know, which moment
which cool gust of wind will come,
and enchant me
tousling my hair
and my heart,

stirring...that familiar ache of poetry,

which drop will kiss
the old wrench in my soul
reminding me, all over again

I miss you better in the rain.


Love me like a plum tree
in full bloom
bursting against a cloudless
crystal-blue sky

love me like tender mist
descending over
an endless
rugged mountain road

love me…with all the abandon
of a sudden wild rain
with all the mysteriousness
of deep midnight
forest echoes

love me like tears
glistening on cheeks

love me
in all my seasons
in all my phases

with all the wholeness
of light in the heart

with all the rights
and all the wrongs

but love me, especially
when life
tears me apart
and i am living in half

love me
with all the fullness
of a moon
a flower…
a breath…
a kiss.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

If I laugh at you, O fellow-men! by George Eliot

If I laugh at you, O fellow-men!
if I trace with curious interest your labyrinthine self-delusions,
note the inconsistencies in your zealous adhesions, and smile at
your helpless endeavours in a rashly chosen part, it is not that
I feel myself aloof from you:

the more intimately I seem to discern your weaknesses,
the stronger to me is the proof that I share them.
How otherwise could I get the discernment?--
for even what we are averse to, what we vow not
to entertain, must have shaped or shadowed itself
within us as a possibility before we can think of exorcising it.
No man can know his brother simply as a spectator.
Dear blunderers, I am one of you.
George Eliot,"Impressions of Theophrastus"

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Liberty’s too precious to be buried in books

Liberty’s too precious a thing to be buried in books.
Men should hold it up in front of them every single day
of their lives and say: I'm free to think and to speak.
My ancestors couldn't, I can, and my children will.
Boys ought to grow up remembering that.
From "Mr. Smith Goes To Washington"

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Discovery by lbert Szent-Gyorgyi

Discovery is seeing what everybody else has seen,
and thinking what nobody else has thought.
Albert Szent-Gyorgyi

Friendship by George Eliot

Blessed is the influence of one true,
loving human soul on another.

Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling
safe with a person,having neither to weigh thoughts
nor measure words.
George Eliot

Monday, April 24, 2017

Peace by John Foster Dulles

The world will never
have lasting peace
so long as we reserve
for war the finest
human qualities.
Peace, no less than war,
requires idealism
and self-sacrifice and
a righteous and dynamic faith.
John Foster Dulles

The fragments of an intellect are always good by George Sand

Man is not a wall, whose stones are crushed upon the road;
or a pipe, whose fragments are thrown away at a street corner.
The fragments of an intellect are always good.
George Sand

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