A conversation unlike any other. A strong bound only with each othe… Always scared and deep into my cov… But you. Yes you.
Today, I sat beside a tree And wondered who I was... Today, I know that I am free Tomorrow, will it pass? Today, I think what thoughts may…
Every evening, up in my rooom, I try to finish a poem but Chicago is hot and it’s better outside,
You were my biggest regret I don’t use to be a vendetta seeke… I am just a girl that her heart is weaker. Sometimes I wonder why I looked
She settled into a pitch black roo… The smell still lingered on the bl… The silky fabric in which he once… Every time she inhaled, a puzzle p… The white walls around her started…
Poets are bound by ye severest rul… the great ones must be mad, ye lit… thus wn. I rime ’tis at my own exp… to please my friend, I drop my cla… but now ye greater sway wch custom…
You need not call at the Inn; I have ordered my bed: Fair linen sheets therein And a tester of lead. No musty fusty scents
These words mean shit to me Can’t believe there was A time I needed them To breathe You killed a girl
Y te amé por cielo Y te amé por tierra Y por amarte el alma Mi corazón se cierra. Y mi corazón triste llorando
My White Duke, my Blackstar Not very far you hide your roots You never changed, neither did I Same form, so frail, same striking… I found my fears inside your shelv…
By Stanley Collymore I selfishly do whatever I want to… least care how my actions affect a… way I see it, always have done and… certainly and unaffectedly carry o…
You always washed artifacts at the kitchen sink, your back to the room, to me, to the mud you’d tracked in from whatever neighbor’s field had just been plo…
Children are a blessing, this I k… My sons are my life and I love th… I am here because of them, this You can believe; they are my rays Of sunshine & my Christmas Eve
Broken Doesn’t know what to do Needs help from friends Needs help from me Broken
Hurry back in once was said, the r… Hand on heart be taken in, by deep… Resting there upon the hill, a dar… Its form appearing menacing, to se… But hasten not now to conclude, th…
The struggle for survival’s questionable stability, exhausts the best of your energy for life; Assumption’s sass
Such was old Chaucer. such the pl… Of him who first with harmony info… The language of our fathers. Here… For many a cheerful day. these anc… Have often heard him, while his le…
I would enjoy the eyes of others when i reach success It is something i truly want I want nice things and i want succ… How could I be a man without thes…
When I was in my youth I was obsessed with a man named K… His films were multi-layered Some like a maze or a cube, Rubik… I first watched The Shining
A tiny warm soft snuggly body. Two sweet & kind beautiful green e… With mortal bodies that die. An innocent kitten or puppy. Or a fluffy white or grey bunny.
Grand Children NANDU hardly four, Comes down like a hawk, And snatches away whatever I am h… I run after him to retrieve my ess…
By Stanley Collymore Hey! Why are you spitefully, male… antagonistically throwing stones a… seagull whose harmless and natural… you discern and quite recognizably…
He left her heart in fragments, Constantly reminding her of how sh… Judging the scars left on her skin… Each marking a battle lost to her… Never understanding her resentment…
I’m trying to move on one moment I’m fine then in the next I’m on the floor in a ball crying out your name
Beauty is in the eye of the behol… well let me tell you what it is Beauty is subjective, you define i… what it is, its more than skin dee… beauty is not something your eyes…
What if you knew the truth, that wasn’t the truth. Fabricated version of the truth... a romanticized version of the trut… An, outward knowing about the trut…
By Stanley Collymore To fail having done your best isn’… something to be ashamed of at all– however, to win just by relying on your natural
This woman, stands, in front, of m… Strangely, every detail’s clear, e… She’s partially transparent, a smi… Long dark hair, hangs straight dow… Some would think, it’s imagination…
I saw you earlier and you looked So stressed if I’m honest about t… But I wonder, did I make the righ… I spoke to you once (and I was ho… With quick fantasy (of worn out be…
Depression is a never-ending battle, when one battle ends another begins. The strongest fight these battles all the time, often alone; rather by choice for fear of being a burden to oth...