Quotes by Sanober Khan

sometimes i dont know, which momentwhich cool gust of wind will come,and enchant metousling my hairand my heart, stirring...that familiar ache of poetry, which drop will kissthe old wrench in my soulreminding me, all over againi miss you better in the rain.

Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.

it was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too,have been bruised...by beauty.

because some thingssometimesarent ours to hold,but just beautiful to listen to.

Not words. nor laughter. but rather someonewho will fall in lovewith your silence.

whatever you dobe gentle with yourself.you don’t just livein this worldor your homeor your skin.you also livein someone’s eyes.

You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body.

Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.

depth and substance.the two most exquisite qualities. be it in a poemor a person.

For it is up to you and meto take solacein nostalgias armsand our abilityto create the everlastingfrom fleeting moments.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

Once in a while i am struckall over again... by just how blue the sky appears .. on wind-played autumn mornings, blue enoughto bruise a heart.

Do not turn me intorestless watersif you cannot promiseto be my stream.

in the afterglowof an evening raini lay downin the grass and think of youmy body acheslike an after-kissbreaking in soft firesand wildflowersmy dear, i will always bethis tender for you.

im glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.

a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.

Poems can getsleepless tooand becomethe loneliest thingin the universe.

May your love for me be likethe scent of the evening seadrifting inthrough a quiet windowso i do not have to runor chase or fall... to feel youall i have to dois breathe.

the onewho will jolt awakeall the unwrittenthe unsungand the unlived in me. i am waitingfor him.

i hope thatwhoever you arewherever you areand no matter howyou are feelingyou will always have somethingto smile about.