Inspiring Quotes-2

I am displaying before you a menagerie of beautiful words by beautiful people, put into sentences that could inspire all-

  1. Let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always. – Rainer Maria Rilke
  2. Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.- Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  3. The best way to find out if you can somebody is to trust them.- Ernest Hemingway
  4. I don’t hate people. I just feel better when they aren’t around.- Charles Bukowski
  5. The best revenge is massive success.- Frank Sinatra
  6. Life would be so wonderful if only we knew what to do with it.- Greta Garbo
  7. If you tremble with indignation at every injustice, then you are a comrade of mine.- Che Guevara
  8. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.- Vladimir Nabokov
  9. In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me lay an invincible summer.- Albert Camus
  10. The unexamined life is not worth living.- Socrates

Tropical Hawaiian Party

Why I don't leave me alone?
I have all the stars looking down at me.
They can shadow me if you wouldn't,
And they would tell me the truth.
Why fall in love,
When no one is watching?
There is little that your mind drifts,
And it is then that the sun shines.
You sit down,
You are alone.
Else for your breath,
Lost in the faraway world,
On the ubiquitous search,
Haven't you seen enough already?
That you go about telling someone else?
You know this,
You are not a tropical Hawaiian party,
Where you can drink and fall in love all day long,
Without you friends and without being alone.

I just feel so very happy (with an added part)

I just feel so very happy,
Like I’m lost in a tranquil dream,
Like I’m eating cheesecake with whipped cream,
And I am half crazy and no one cares.

I feel so very happy,
For I wrote a song tonight.
To celebrate myself and play with myself,
And end up making a fool of myself.

I feel so very happy,
Dancing to that punk rock,
Singing in the voice of an angel,
Until life moves over.

 I just feel so very happy,
Like the world is empty and no one cares.
I am feeling happy ‘cause I am young and I am free,
I am floating on the surface like a balloon filled with air.

Through life I move, crossing intersections,
Riding anticipations.
Playing that grand ole' piano heavy and hard,
The time has come when I find myself,

And fix myself,
So I am no longer a vagabond at heart.

I am laugh, and laugh aloud,
And do it all over again.


What do you think of my writing?

Yeah, I am publishing this post again. Though it is only with the call of time, am I doing this. But have I improved? That is all I want to ask. Some people said that I had found a voice of my own, some said that I had found a style. Also in my latest poem, using incomplete (hanging) sentences received mixed opinions. What do you think? You may also give me any useful criticism ( the decorator of everyone’s writing), or you greatly appreciated words of praise. Have a wonderful day ahead!



A gloomy day an an unworthy end,
You ask me for my wallet and my hand.
I give you the lights that hide beneath my eyes,
Where I see the world beyond.
I can tell you are up with a smile,
It's own your face, it's in your words.

You jump of a parachute,
And you land in the swamps.
I can beside you,
Every moment passes on.
You are fine.
Move on.

I ask for a penny and you hand it to me,
You call it the starriest night in history.
But I'm dumbfounded,
And I wait.
And I ask you what it means.
You say it's a verse that you wrote,
Seventy years ago,
In another birth.
But you're gone,
And you're numb.
You can no longer feel.
Time has begun.

Because you are a part of the world,
And you can't run away.
There are angels watching out,
And there are people coming you way.
Heavens awaiting,
No one is waiting.
You are silent.
You are drowned.
You are still alive.

You are lying in an operation theater,
Your painkiller is running out, you back aches.
You are hungry and you are depressed.
The future awaits.
Can you live?
Be my friend,
And I shall tell you the truth,
You shall be okay.

Love and grief,
Mistakes and revenge.
Are you alive?
It isn't over yet.
I told you to be my friend,
And I dreamed through the night.
But you're no longer fine.


Here I go through the frowning ‘middle-game’

Long time, It is not over yet. Until then,free from the hinges which bond together us all in in inorderly disgrace. Thine master is a 'wanting man' Thine mistress is awaiting to-morrow, Let the mistress be my soul, The days of ecstasy are gone. Winter is coming. See me through it, My friend. I'm the night watchman of my grenadine.
The happiness and the bloom,
It is all over now.
I am wishing for so much,
There is nothing left to let be.

I wish I could dance to 'Lana Del Rey' every night and dance until my feat would ache so bad,
That I would lie down on my bed body flat thoughts twirled,
And write a poem that can change the world.

I wish I could stand here,
And watch,
And write whatever I want,
Like a bird's call in the wild,
So lovely but so perforated.

I wish I could just spend,
And live forever,
Between those lines of prose so powerful that they stopped wars and changed winds,
Until I find myself with words of my own,
That I could treasure like the single gold in a poor man's treasury.

I wish I could collide the festivals and kneeling birders to create poetry, Which is warm inside of my colon like a gun.
I'll fire it forever, so you can suffer in shameful scent.
I wish I could eat the rotten world aloof, Like the sausages in my food. I'd pay a penny for a thought to come, That would give me a midnight sunset, An hour wrong after the cold winter noon.