Poems may be cheesey But I know you would support me w… I’ll just keep doing me And you just keep doing you I really like those small things y…
By Stanley Collymore I’m completely at a loss just what… when you can so easily walk away from me without a moment’s hesitancy or the courtesy of
In those unforgettable moments, wh… A friend left, Yet I feel kind of… We have shared memes, secrets and… Now you’re taking off, it is a lot… Our playlist of memories blasting…
Wondering, dead or life. Confused and insane, hoping Its just a dream. Followed my ste… And found my way back unto “light”… Searched, found and lost my better…
You say you would be by my side through thick and thin. A friend, a foe an abandoner what else is new. Nothing ever comes easy in life so get the fuck out of my way because no one matte...
The way I feel when I look into y… Tells me with certainty they hold… No place on earth would I rather… Than drowning in those pools so de… We’ve both had enough of lies and…
Triumph Though was it worth fighting for When there’s countless gone It’s done now It is over
To thee, O father of the stately… Above me in the loftier light—to t… Imperial brother of those awful hi… Whose feet are set in splendid sph… Whose heads are where the gods are…
Every day is a new adventure A new iota, a new gnosis— Search not by the easy standard But see through the eyes of genesi… The more I learn, the more I love
As I wonder, about the future, wh… Those dreams, that I once had, lo… While these thoughts, once were he… Guess, it’s time, to rebuild, the… It appears, that recent events, co…
When he saw you You reminded him of his mother, Not that you look like her You don’t, But because he’s your brother
They say that lonely sorrows do no… More gently, I think, sorrows tog… A new one joins the funeral glidin… With less of jar than when it brea… Grief swages grief, and joy doth j…
a beautiful baby boy but health he did lack so three months later God took the baby back but still thinking of the future
This is the boat of issues come on hop in here son “I don’t know if theres room to fit” “who’s one here?”
When you feel alone, There’s an empty void You’re on your own No accompany to enjoy There a undetected silence that yo…
In the ending, that’s were ill beg… As too the beginning shall be my e… Therefore my future will be my pas… As my fist breath will be my last… A heart born open in time shall cl…
It is morning now, I hear twirling sounds coming from somebody’s chimney. Not mine. The dusty streets are swallowed by the smell of fresh made
Bring flowers, young flowers, for… To wreathe the cup ere the wine is… Bring flowers! they are springing… Their breath floats out on the sou… And the touch of the sunbeam hath…
By Stanley Collymore Angela Kelly is acting like she deserves a medal or such like! Significantly so for what? Literally
The wheels of commerce turn and sp… A complex system, a game to win, Money flows in a ceaseless stream, A juggernaut, a capitalist dream. From market stalls to corporate to…
Your eyes are like a crystal ball on which my future is drawn. Your body is a battlefield in which I do not know peace. And I never cry, baby,
My only wish is to see you reach y… To do all you can and let god do t… Just look inside and realize that… And accept your gift and stop putt… You have been chosen specially by…
you know what you’re doing to me b… my feelings for you are crazy what you do par takes me every bit of you instates me.
its come to an end its all over at last cant believe i got through it its gone by really fast some days were so good
AN old worn harp that had been pl… Till all its strings were loose an… Joy, Hate and Fear, each one essa… To play. But each in turn had fou… No sweet responsiveness of sound
Who is she, like the spring, who c… From the hills to the smoke-huddle… With her peach-petal face And her wildflower grace, Bringing sunshine and gladness to…
The moral conscience ' court of… Our word of God ' our Heaven– s… From what high aims it lures our s… To what immoral deeds it sets its… That beacon lamp has lost its sacr…
The ocean swells, flowing steadily… The wind blows sweet with cool, cl… Waves crash violently against the… Breaking off, piece by piece, the… Finally, the power of the rough wa…
Maya Angelou says we have one hand to help others and one hand to help ourselves
I talked with santa last night he was eating chicken enchilada so… I ask him how it was going and he gave me the latest scoop. He said the elves have been gettin…