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ardent-reflections · 9 months
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If you have the ability to love, love yourself first.
Charles Bukowski
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libraryoflanie · 8 months
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“they say that hell is crowded, yet,
when you’re in hell,
you always seem to be alone.”
Charles Bukowski, Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame
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andrea-non-sa-tornare · 7 months
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bindhausen · 8 months
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«Potrei anche dire che l'amore è come l'alcool. Lo provi una volta, ti fa girare la testa, ne vuoi ancora e ancora. Ti fa sentire male, tanto male che dirai di non voler provare mai più. Ma poi, al prossimo bicchiere ci ricascherai. E non dirai di no».
Charles Bukowski, "Diario di vita".
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sunraksha · 2 years
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I am not so brave,just someone who dances in the rain but scared to fall in love
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shyam-kariya · 3 months
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तो तुम लेखक बनना चाहते हो ?
चार्ल्स बुकोवस्की
मत लिखो —
अगर फूट के ना निकले
बिना किसी वजह के
मत लिखो।
अगर बिना पूछे-बताए ना बरस पड़े,
तुम्हारे दिल और दिमाग़
और जुबाँ और पेट से
मत लिखो ।
अगर घण्टों बैठना पड़े
अपने कम्प्यूटर को ताकते
या टाइपराइटर पर बोझ बने हुए
खोजते कमीने शब्दों को
मत लिखो ।
अगर पैसे के लिए
या शोहरत के लिए लिख रहे हो
मत लिखो ।
अगर लिख रहे हो
कि ये रास्ता है
किसी औरत को बिस्तर तक लाने का
तो मत लिखो ।
अगर बैठ के तुम्हें
बार-बार करने पड़ते हैं सुधार
जाने दो ।
अगर लिखने की बात सोचते ही
होने लगता है तनाव
छोड़ दो ।
अगर किसी और की तरह
लिखने की फ़िराक़ में हो
तो भूल ही जाओ
अगर वक़्त लगता है
कि चिंघाड़े तुम्हारी अपनी आवाज़
तो उसे वक़्त दो
पर ना चिंघाड़े ग़र फिर भी
तो सामान बाँध लो ।
अगर पहले पढ़ के सुनाना पड़ता है
अपनी बीवी या प्रेमिका या प्रेमी
या माँ-बाप या अजनबी आलोचक को
तो तुम कच्चे हो अभी ।
अनगिनत लेखकों से मत बनो
उन हज़ारों की तरह
जो कहते हैं खुद को ‘लेखक’
उदास और खोखले और नक्शेबाज़
स्व-मैथुन के मारे हुए ।
दुनिया भर की लाइब्रेरियाँ
त्रस्त हो चुकी हैं
तुम्हारी क़ौम से
मत बढ़ाओ इसे ।
दुहाई है, मत बढ़ाओ ।
जब तक तुम्हारी आत्मा की ज़मीन से
लम्बी-दूरी के मारक रॉकेट जैसे
नहीं निकलते लफ़्ज़,
जब तक चुप रहना
तुम्हें पूरे चान्द की रात के भेड़िए-सा
नहीं कर देता पागल या हत्यारा,
जब तक कि तुम्हारी नाभि का सूरज
तुम्हारे कमरे में आग नहीं लगा देता
मत मत मत लिखो ।
क्योंकि जब वक़्त आएगा
और तुम्हें मिला होगा वो वरदान
तुम लिखोगे और लिखते रहोगे
जब तक भस्म नहीं हो जाते
तुम या यह हवस ।
कोई और तरीका नहीं है
कोई और तरीका नहीं था कभी ।
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letters-toyourheart · 2 years
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Many people are good to me. Many hate me. But there are some out there who know that I'm truly some kind of simple soul caught in a wild gamble, they know me, they know that I sit between these walls, they know I've been burned, and that I still laugh.
- Charles Bukowski
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feelingsyouwontget · 6 months
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"Would you rather be rich or an artist ?"
"I'd rather be rich, for it seems that the artist is always sitting on the doorsteps of rich."
Tales of Ordinary Madness, Charles Bukowski
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your-alcoholic-friend · 7 months
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Those who escape hell however
never talk about it
and nothing much bothers them
after
that.
- Lost, Charles Bukowski
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21stcenturysucks · 7 months
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"I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard."
-Charles Bukowski
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bukowskisfinest · 1 year
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ardent-reflections · 9 months
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Understand me. I'm not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.
Charles Bukowski
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afrodytis · 8 months
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"Half a woman, half a child"
You can eat candy with her for hours or make love with her all night long.
She was one of those who, when she looked at you, looked at you with her soul,
One of those who, if she smiles at you, do it all
her body parts.
She was one of those you could talk to for hours, caress her,
You never get tired of receiving a little attention.
Do you know those stars that shine with their light?
The ones that can light up an entire galaxy,
The one that if you touch it burns you
But you can't help but look at it
And you want to touch them, you want to hug them.
Those like her you only meet once in your life.
And you have to be really stupid to get her to run away.
Or you can enjoy it from afar,
You can love her features, her lips and her eyes.You can enjoy the way she light up everything around,
You can like everything.
Because someone like her, either you hold her tight all your life,
Or you will regret it forever.
Charles Bukowski
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soulinkpoetry · 1 year
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Sometimes madness is the spark!
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sunraksha · 2 years
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Love doesn't just die,but people murder it
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