By Stanley Collymore Put a sock in it will you! For I… think with you incessantly blabbin… inane and loud monologue, seemingl… but no one else in earshot, being…
I see the way you gaze up at the s… hoping they’ll pick you up and let the darkness of the sky consume you I see the way you stare at the oce…
WAS it for this I dearly loved t… But since at length I know thy he… And learn no real passion moved th… Go, Henry, go; this hour we part. But do not think, past love forget…
all of these miles; and another si… i’m constantly worrying that you w… as i sit and lose the very best fr… that i’ve ever had. how can i fix… you have a hold, strongest that i’…
Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here comes the bills I can’t pay. Here comes the rain She’s running away again.
Co-vid Inspired by Jolene by Dolly Part… Co-vid! Co-vid! Co-vid! Co-vid! We’re beggin’ of you please don’t…
I hate It when they say I look li… But all the time I face the mirro… I swear It’s only the image But… I Don’t know your reasons, Trust… I’m on earth because of You boo I…
It’s too late now The gap between the language Has grown too far to bridge And meet for comprehension once mo… It’s too late now
A storm is now raging, Inside a shattered heart, As we try to gather the pieces, To assemble what’s now apart, The pieces seem to float around,
By Stanley Collymore A satisfactory and genuine apology can often wipe out an eternity of hatred and personal resentment!
My soul is a furnace, loudly roaring to life to deliver blasts of heat. My soul is an oven, internalized convection
Here where the cypress tall Shadows the stucco wall, Bronze and deep, Where the chrysanthemums blow, And the roses—blood and snow—
One day humanity will find the fre… Find the discipline not to feel re… On that day we will share true bon… We’ll wake up, smell the herb, and… That we are a family of wo/man mad…
A slow song makes the time pass as you worry about loved ones past They have told you to let go but Letting go will just hurt you more You worry that you’ll forget ther…
"What else could I ask from you,… Knowing that loving you is a chall… Aesthetics is a branch of philosop… And I don't trust my foolish brai… "It's that I have had girlfriends…
One winter eve, at twilight, when… Of sorrowful winds scarce troubled… As she lay sleeping, with her hair… Holding her grey robe to her shive… I enter’d through a low-arch’d oak…
Every year I get older the weather grows colder and the rose starts to fade and everything is grey As I look to a new day
I am super excited to announce that I have officially published my first book, a collection of poems I have written over the past couple of years. It is titled “Somewhere Warm” by me, S...
Her smile, lit the room, as her la… While she, looked, in the mirror,… Life, brought her joy, there was a… And my dedication, wavered, but di… I held, her hand and she looked, t…
How can I kill you? Inside me? Without killing me? Get out of me I want someone to love me
By Stanley Collymore The ignorant baby boomers have got a new hero who is called Laurence Fox; with lots of these simpletons
Falling eyes will judge, but the strong will recognize. For you are a mess made up of everything beautiful. Never doubt your heart because it knows best, never stray from your gut beca...
“In reality, you dislike love only… I also detest it, but I don’t cle… Do we fall in love with the physic… If that will be your answer, then…
By Stanley Collymore The Bible says that Eve, at the i… seduced Adam who she then persuade… and for his impertinence or altrui… depending on how you view the matt…
The chase– Failure to realize we chasing the… Bad time invested to find out she… What we always want isn’t what we… The world is filled with them so w…
The wings of Destiny Guide our waking day As whispers of times long past Haunt our dying breath Whole the blinding Eclipse
With a sprig in my beak, I repeat… For a spot where a poor bird may r… While tumultuous man strives in va… That may build me a permanent nest… But I’m sick of this search. All…
Real love once It’s found, Can live but never die, It lives inside, heart and mind, And lives inside your eyes, When thought of, you feel better,
You left me, Bleeding deceiving, Discriminating against. Everything that’s ever made me hap… You know it,
In reality, “normality” is no more… But the plurality of man deems “no… Personalities with abnormalities c… Irrationality derived from small-m… How many more fatalities before ma…