Jenim Dibie Quotes

I live for the moments that won't die in my memory.

I am the broken sky, you are my rain.

I write these words to touch you,
My love,
In places my hands can only dream of.

Poetry is a storm asking peace to dance with her.

Half the world is wandering, the other half is lost.

You never needed wings to fly,
You only needed love.

My silence is my self-defence.

I have always been a fire, and everyone I loved walked away as ashes, until I met a phoenix who was born to love flames.

You fill my heart with dark clouds and turn away when my eyes begin to rain.

You are afraid to let anyone in, but you still leave the door open, hoping someone good will shut the door behind him and throw away the keys.

I am the poet, you are the poem; I hold the pen, you are the words, love is the ink, silence is the blank page.

Your words were music to me tonight, but you weren't mine to listen to.

The most beautiful things often stand alone.

How sad the rain must be. A lifetime spent falling.

The ones who love your dark are the only light you'll ever need.

Everything that drowned me taught me how to swim.

Nos·tal·gia (n):
A feeling that lingers long after the taste is gone.

If you're lonely, touch someone. Chances are, you'd end up travelling together.

You take a word,
you stitch it to another word,
with threads of your soul.
It's called poetry.

I guess what I'm saying is of all the lives in all the towns in all the world, I'm glad you walked into mine.

A person is a collage of people warring to become a portrait.

Silence is a cage. These words are my keys.

I've learned that the hands that made the light created the darkness, and that no one is good without a good measure of bad.

My life is a room filled with love letters and goodbye notes.

The pen, a double-edged mystery: cuts the writer, heals the reader.

A moment where heaven kisses earth and time is left to float away.

I keep breaking things, as if to see what's going on inside of me.

Every avalanche was once a lonely snowflake, every flood was once an aching raindrop.

Silence is a cage. These words are my wings.

2a.m and a ceiling stained with question marks.

Your eyes see me in ways the mirror never could.

This empty shell holds nothing but the echoes of what was.

Reading a stranger's words and finding yourself in them.

Would you still read me when I become a blank page.

I paint the darkness and the silence,
You see them as stars and poetry.

The sky is a girl who speaks in thunder, moves in lightning, hides her sorrow with clouds, cries in raindrops,and apologises with rainbows.

If only I could touch what's broken in me, and tell it: "I'm sorry".

We write to go on living, after we have died.

My heart's been broken in a thousand pieces
I've lived and died a thousand times
And in each of those lifetimes
With all of those pieces
I chose you…
A million times.

Beautiful storms dressed in women's clothing.

You are alone,
So alone,
You speak back to silence.
People call it loneliness,
You call it solitude,
Different words,
Meaning the same pain.

There is still peace left in the world,
and only those with beauty in their soul,
care enough to be it.

The hell in your soul will always find heaven in mine.

Let's be incomplete together.

The world is full of beautiful places. Let your heart be one of them.

We colour the world,
Not with the darkness of our pasts,
But with the rainbow of our hope.

I keep running away,
As if from something,
As if to something.
I keep running away,
As if from myself,
As if to myself.

Depression is like waking up and opening the blinds because your plants need sunlight, but it's 8p.m. It's always 8p.m and you keep apologizing for it.

How many times have your true colours faded just because the world was colour blind.

I didn't drown, I was the water.

You ask me to write you a poem,
I pen you an empty ocean,
You run away.
You ask me who I am,
I paint you a breaking sky,
You weep in the rain.

Promises are born broken, to fix them you keep them..

You fade slowly till no one sees you disappear.

If God could transcribe my heart, it'd still read "I love you".

As I read you I fell in love with the holes between your words and I loved you most on the days you could not love yourself.

Remembering to live by forgetting all the places where I died.

I write to create a sky where the moon can touch the sun and not get burned.

The human soul is carved to wander,
The human mind is crafted to wonder,
The human body is chiselled to surrender.

Why can't we breathe now,
In this moment we have breath?

I hope my forgiveness reminds you,
Of the part you forgot to break in me.