{"quotes":[{"text":"The day arrived,when myriad teary rivers flow and the muted wind faintly died in his tears—an altar for the beloved one's departure,for sister-hood is no more,for her to adore!While pangs the beating world in a lamenting voice;their remembering loss of the 'one' they embrace most and when the crepuscule came like a phantom,the mournful,gathered birds swiftly flew in gloom.","author":"Nithin Purple","tags":["adore","altar","beloved","birds","crepuscular","crepuscule","death","embarrassment","embrace","faint","gathering-darkness","gloom","gloominess","gloomy","lament","life","literature","loss","love-lost","mournful","mournfulness","muted","nithin-purple","nithinpurple","pangs","patience","peace","phantom","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","poetry","remembered","sister-love","sisterhood","swift","swiftly","tears","teary","world","worldly","writers"],"id":51416,"author_id":"Nithin+Purple"},{"text":"Steep fall to the groundshatteringlike clay pigeons missed by bad shotsand unsteady hands.","author":"Jessica Kristie","tags":["micropoetry","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","poetry-life","poetry-love","poetry-love"],"id":55837,"author_id":"Jessica+Kristie"},{"text":"I'm two days away from day after tomorrowCounting the hours to my upcoming sorrow Suddenly I lookinto the eyes of my childThen all sadness goneas I smile the way she smiled.","author":"Munia Khan","tags":["away","child","counting","daughter","days","eyes","happiness","hours","kid","love","love","mother","motherhood","mothers-and-daughters","parenthood","parents","poems-on-life","poetry","poetry","smile","smile","sorrow","suddenly","tomorrow"],"id":67448,"author_id":"Munia+Khan"},{"text":"Faith helps you to over come all the troubles,If you faith, troubles will blow out like bubbles.So let faith become your strength,As faith will help you to walk the length.","author":"Ron Sen","tags":["inspirational-poems-about-life","motivational-poems-about-life","poems-on-life","about-god-s-love","about-life"],"id":69177,"author_id":"Ron+Sen"},{"text":"In that wounded place,buried betweenmy ribs and letting go,I miss you.","author":"Jessica Kristie","tags":["micropoetry","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","poetry-life","poetry-love","poetry-love"],"id":94003,"author_id":"Jessica+Kristie"},{"text":"When Love Was NewWhen love was newand life was young,and once we walkedin gracious sun,I never dreamt of darker days,or feared that fate had cruel ways.When life was strongand love was free,and time was onceeternity -we never planned for more or less,nor stopped to think we should digress.When love was youngand life was new,and everythingwas once our due,I never doubted what I owned,nor knew the cost was merely loaned.Now love is triedand life is old,and still my feetdrag down the road -not knowing where it all has gone,nor how much more it still goes on.But life grows newand love gets old,and this tired heartstays off the cold -not caring it compares with fools,nor wise enough to fear the rules.-Drea Damara.","author":"Drea Damara","tags":["love-poems","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","quotes","about-life","on-love"],"id":114858,"author_id":"Drea+Damara"},{"text":"Cold feet under a warm blanket, steam over an empty mug--rain splatters on dry window pane--open journals of closed memories... Tears of laughter and joy of pain... Schmaltz of diametric morning.","author":"Val Uchendu","tags":["cold-feet","dry-humour","emptiness","journals-diaries","joy","life-lessons","life","memories","morning","openness","opposites","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","rainy-day","schmaltz","steamy-romance","tears","windows"],"id":118160,"author_id":"Val+Uchendu"},{"text":"Bridge burned from end to end,and I don't miss you anymore.You delivered silenceI've birthed freedom.","author":"Jessica Kristie","tags":["micropoetry","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","poetry-life","poetry-love","poetry-love"],"id":126913,"author_id":"Jessica+Kristie"},{"text":"Birthing hope from the madnessthat perches on the fenceof our once perfectdreams.","author":"Jessica Kristie","tags":["micropoetry","poems","poems-on-life","poetry","poetry-life","poetry-love","poetry-love"],"id":189720,"author_id":"Jessica+Kristie"},{"text":"I painted for the eyes, and wrote prose for the ears… Between those senses lay the mind and soul… I enjoyed connecting with people’s deepest thoughts, their hopes and dreams… My pen and brush were tools to achieve my artistic desired effects.","author":"J.R. Ortiz","tags":["art","inspirational","poems-on-life","poetry-love"],"id":204754,"author_id":"J.R.+Ortiz"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":26,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}