Once I smiled when I saw you, whe… And the joy of my heart was as foa… But the smile of your eyes grows s… Trembles back to my heart, and my… Once you laughed when you met me,…
And maybe you were an artist after… And maybe that’s why you own a gal… A gallery full of memories, finest… Preserved, admired, and wandered b… And maybe you are an artist after…
War of existence. Setting sail. Dock
You are the reason i believe in love. It all started with you, green eyed angel from above. 12 years ago. We were only 10. You were my first kiss, i would so often pretend. In my mind i...
Tritemius of Herbipolis, one day, While kneeling at the altar’s foot… Alone with God, as was his pious… Heard from without a miserable voi… A sound which seemed of all sad th…
Brought into this world alone with… Why should I fear? Raised by two people that never be… Growing up with doubts Never knowing what I could have b…
i tried to write sadness, believin… was breaking and penning your pret… into being. i tried to read words… that were never there, to make the… into something sincere. but no scr…
When I sit down to write. My hand… When I try to coordinate my thoug… Usually cause they haven’t moved i… See I’ve been trying to write for… See I heard the other day they ha…
Hey Stranger, we meet again, how… You tell me lies about how it gets… You preach about how there is love… You fill my head with empty promis… In life none of that surfaces, my…
Shooting stars. With the feeling of being free Imagining a life with no pain A simply life Its within us all
Goddess the laughter-loving, Aphr… Long have I served thine altars,… Let me have peace of thee, truce o… Heart of my heart have I offered… Yielding my life for the love of t…
(SIMPSON’S BAR, 1858) So you’ve kem 'yer agen, And one answer won’t do? Well, of all the derned men That I’ve struck, it is you.
I SAW a fairy twine, Of star-white jessamine, A dainty seat, shaped like an airy… With two round yellow stars Against the misty bars
love happens yes it happens when it rains in the rainy season and heart desires a friend
By Stanley Collymore Let me hold you in my arms; shield… protect you from harm with my love… and comfortingly embrace you with… multitude of expectations I have f…
It no longer hurt when one disappe… I am not surprise when one leaves… I have not built Chinese wall yet… I no longer break when I don’t ge… I don’t break at all,
The intricate patterns And delicate designs of These crystals with Rare proportions appeals To her curious mind.
She chases me like fire, As I run the crucible of my soul As I stumble along tattered edges Trying to escape the demons. The weariness from the hunt
Paint that had sloshed lazily to each side of a can before leaping out onto the ground in a tidy pathway, like miniscule ruby stepping stones. Following it, we begin from the edge of a ...
The Blood of my life flows from my veins in never ending streams, I watch the life flow from my aching
You always hear that technology is neutral but AI is like people in that its neutrality is mere obfuscation
I will watch the candles cry themselves cold stare out the oil lamp —until it b… at the heart of the ridiculous, be… the sublime.
Do I sleep and oversleep because it provides an escape from the pains of ordinary life, or rather because it allows me to wander off into my dreams,
Open Heart to feel intense, close your eyes . .
Down the road - flying... Fresh breeze in your face. Bad thoughts fall - dying... We start a new phase. One black and one white
By Stanley Collymore Positive thinkers already know the negative aspects of what they’re doing– and that’s the genuine hallmark
To where em I goin It seems like this journey has bee… Goin on for a life time But how long is a life time The roads I have traveled have no…
& how does one say no... to something they obtain... something that they’ve created in their brain in order for them to just feel sane......something that deliberately pushes them away...
A mourning woman, robed in black, Stands in the twilight, looking ba… Her hand is on her heart, her head Bends musingly above the Dead, Her face is plain, and pinch’d, an…
You are the rain hanging in the ai… Filling me with sap You are heavy like the thunder Rolling overhead rolling over, ove… When the heat just has to break