Poetry Quote by Charles Bukowski — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“And then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever saw.”

“Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.”

“well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm going to get you”

“when we were kids”

“where some god pissed a rain of”

“it's so easy to be a poet”

“But at my back I always hear”

“I had to learn to live without you and I couldn't make sense of it, because I left so much of me inside of you.”

“It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One would say milk-colored maidens are dancing on the petals of orchids. How coldly burns our sun! One would say its rays of light are shards of snow, one imagines the sun lives upon a snow crested peak on this day. One would say she is a woman who wears a gown of winter frost that blinds the eyes. Helplessness has weakened me. Wandering has wearied my legs.”

“so much of the world is plunged in darkness and chaos...”

“You shall create beauty not to excite the senses”

“I don't feel strong anymore”