Our hearts it seems are fickle thi… And they possess no real voice, Yet hearts control so many things, And can leave us with no choice, A heart can make us walk through f…
One day, I hope, you’re ready;to… To let, those dreams and desires,… Yet as, I know, you can’t, right… For as, you gave, youself, to me;w… You, may think, I am, alone;;but…
a girl lips' With the taste of Strawberry’s' loves Extra-ordinary ' fruits of ecstasy… enjoyable delight ' an fruit of perfect size
This dance is for you, forever one… This wild and free dance is for th… you ever were and ever will be. Let this dance shake the rafters of every structure ever built
A past corrupted. Innocence & happiness is interrupt… Evil & sin in this house has erupt… Justice does not protect & serve. Criminals never get the incarcerat…
i sit my arse on the kitchen table, munching on the warm and buttery croissant with a mug of hot espresso on the side. and sigh watching the patissier laminate the flat, white dough wit...
The opaque and unknowing shade hov… peering at the thoughts, dreams, a… He ponders the strange essence tha… wondering if their universes are e…
Looking out across a landscape, Now soaked with days of rain, The raindrops add to the thought, I’m tired of this pain, The moisture chills me to the bone…
By Stanley Collymore If I didn’t know better, and with a quite brilliant intelligence to realistically prove it, I could perhaps just as easily as ma…
By Stanley Collymore After our short meeting together… at the time how best to react to i… we were complete strangers to each… had come on separate holidays, and…
Unexpectedly the perfect soul met… And so she says; If you beg for the rain, it will n… Not by force. Destined, it may be, then it will…
Dreams unfold before our eyes, And hearts cling to the pieces, Thinking back to things we found, With this emotion that never cease… We see the things we want and need…
The phrase it wouldn’t be love if… Embedded in my head I wish my love you hadn’t of left… But the sadistic fact is Either you love me or you don’t
The cool night breeze and rays of light that the stars wielded caressed your skin the way a mother embraces her cooing child. I was laying in a pond of dark, lonely, thoughts that cons...
Words and lies are sown into my sk… with all of my pains and cries all… You can see where it starts from t… which goes up and down my arms lea… Broken promises from my love ones…
You were my friend for a while but… Something that will haunt me day a… Why I loved you? I wish I knew, But I shan’t think of you else I… I was all alone afraid in the dark…
I say goodnight to my parents Supposedly go to bed And supposedly fall asleep Yeah right See it’s when you think that I’m…
1/5/14 The things that make you cry, the times that make you scared, the times you forget to breathe, or the times you hold your breath,
Where am I going? What do I stand for? Writing my story in a book, lying naked, on my bathroom floor. It metaphors my life...
The blue foam gets smashed by the next crash. The waves get higher as the wind blows and the storm clouds move in. The thunder rolls, the lightning strikes. As the night goes on the...
I never knew how to approach them, The boys who gave me my best night We walked the streets with beer in… One leaned closer, asked to hear m… Alcohol buzzing through my veins
By Stanley Collymore Your birth wasn’t planned but all… creation was fashioned through lov… certainly on your father’s part wh… was broken when through bigotry an…
I haven’t wrote in a while it’s tr… but this one is just for you. I want you to realize how much you… Without you life would be so much… You are my rock, my heart of gold,
Sincerely I believe what I say What I don’t practice I preach every day My part time morals are…. Too easy to be true
I tried to climb on mountain high But a wall got in the way No way around, and so a trip back… Cost me another day I tried my way back up again
Yet once again, my Harp, yet once… One ditty more, and on the mountai… I will again suspend thee. I have… The warm tear frequent on my cheek… At eventide, when all the winds we…
By Stanley Collymore I’d much prefer to be on my own, a… appears better that way; for even… I then encounter appear to have a… that I can better understand even…
Hurt by the hands of opportunity Skeptical about ever holding hands… Betrayed to always think that the… But it’s always the same It could all change
Power surges through the air, as f… Hell opens up its gates, to let an… Demonsvfly from the depths, from a… Death is tied to one love, but the… A mirror shows features blurred, t…
subtle attempts at satisfying loud desires maddening silence but trust