#lovesonnets

[stardust-musing]

Half the time my love for her can even battle the oceans and the other half, I’m a dried up lake who struggle to love even myself.

—Caelum

[stardust-musing]

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. • • • - Oscar Wilde • • • • • • • • • #vintage #lovesonnets #poetrycommunity #poetry #nietzschequotes #classics #history #romanticquotes #rainyroad #windowpoetry #academiaaesthetic #tumblraesthetic #classiclove #classicliterature #ancientwisdom #lostplaces #stardust #philosophy #romanticism #chaoticacademia #upsidedown #deadpoetssociety #oscarwilde #poetrycosmos #bookstagram #deadlyacademic #tumblrposts #deadpoetswilde https://www.instagram.com/p/CO02KCIlAvz/?igshid=1w10iqus8dicf

[moniflyes]

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close // Art: Triumph of the Moon by Brad Kunkle @bradrkunkle - Words by Pablo Neruda from 100 Love Sonnets #sonnet #lovesonnets #100lovesonnetspabloneruda #100lovesonnets #pabloneruda #pablonerudaquotes #quotes #art #bradkunkle #bradkunkleart #oilpainting #americanart #americanartist #livingartist #supportlivingartists #silverleaf #wood #odetothemoon #love https://www.instagram.com/p/CLdCM4GhfGd/?igshid=pdguvhzlqwri

[atlantablackchaotic]

#love #mywriting #lovesonnets #elisa #poetry

[jeanyjanez]

Guten Morgen ihr Lieben 💕 Schönen sonnigen Sonntag wünsche ich euch. #pagesofapril18 Tag 7: Überraschend gut: ❇️ fand ich "Die Mütter Mafia", Teil 3 hatte mir sogar am besten gefallen Tag 8: Liebster Schuber ❇️ So viele habe ich nicht, aber ich liebe sie. 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 #williamshakespeare #flowergram #booksandbooks #bookstagram #diemüttermafia #kerstingier #diebestimmung #divergent #veronicaroth #roth #schuber #trilogy #lovesonnets #booksandflowers #love #otp Werbung gemäß Paragraph 2 Nr 5 TMG

[elizabeth-m-koes]

A Sonnet

I am a pianist-mainly for my own pleasure.

I didn't say that I was proficient...  :)

But I do love this sonnet.

All recognition to that most famous intelligent poet... William Shakespeare.

Sonnet 128

How oft when thou, my music, music play’st

Upon that blessèd wood whose motion sounds

With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway’st

The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,

Do I envy' those jacks that nimble leap

To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,

Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,

At the wood’s boldness by thee blushing stand.

To be so tickled they would change their state

And situation with those dancing chips,

O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,

Making dead wood more blest than living lips.

  Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,

  Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

-William Shakespeare

[sassy]

Tonight I can write the saddest lines...

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her. Love is so short and oblivion so long. Because on nights like this I held her in my arms, my soul is lost without her. Although this may be the last pain she causes me, and this may be the last poem I write for her. -Pablo Neruda

[lahore2toronto]

#PabloNeruda #Neruda #lovesonnets #spanish #english (at The Beige Room)