She’s cute, and funny And she makes me feel good about m… She makes me question everything… She’s sweet and kind, though I ha… She has velvet eyes and a smile fr…
With silence he hides it, But his eyes he can’t disguise it, I ask myself why he tries to fight… Finally he speaks, His voice sounds like music to the…
Somewhere between a dream and life I felt your presence all around me In the half waking light of mornin… I looked to see the curved line of… Knowing that you are gone
I remember you saying! “It’s pointless to live without yo… Everything in this world is a lie” Today all those dubious words have… That emotional context has changed
Stern Winter now, by Spring repre… Forbears the long-continued strife… And Nature, on her naked breast, Delights to catch the gales of lif… Now o’er the rural kingdom roves,
Friendship The came as young pups to families… Some came from neighbours three do… From milk bars and butcher shops,… As they grew up, some were dressed…
Mira, like a white goddess, is tra… so my left ear is a cave near Koto… where the sea lashes and rakes the iron darkness inside the black mountains. Young and old…
You rise comfortably to the routin… Holding your thoughts subconscious… To hold fear is not a weakness but… Don’t be afraid to ask questions. Open your heart or you will close…
By Stanley Collymore How and why is it that everything… like going to the loo in this hous… home, customarily, systematically… becomes common knowledge to person…
Cannabis benefits our society imme… The hidden herb bonus is clearly e… Daily it keeps the morale of the p… Putting a smile on the faces of ti… It eases pains of many so they can…
Ah, Manon, say, why is it we Are one and all so fain of thee? Thy rich red beauty debonnaire In very truth is not more fair, Than the shy grace and purity
My companion, My happy burden, That walks with me now And ten years ago all at once. Once, my husband;
Ow! Wow! Wow! (Funeral note sustained by flutes,… short-legged, large-headed dog in… Ow! Wow! We are the people who make the row…
WHERE the Greyhound River winde… Scarce a wild fowl shakes the quie… Only God exults in silence over f… Where the silver wave with sweetne… I was bent above, my image mirrore…
Time, hurry my Love to me: Haste, haste! Lov’st not good co… Here’s but a heart-break sandy was… ‘Twixt Now and Then. Why, killi… Were best, dear Time, for thee, f…
The landscape of God Surrounds me Yet you hold My gaze– His finest masterpiece.
there was a guy this guy was very lonely the guy felt like he was not liked
As amazing as the sun. And never on the run. The smile and shine. She’s oh so fine. She just could be the one
I shatter into infinite pieces shards of glass skipping over pavement like rocks on a pond
ASKING FOR HER HEART Give me thy heart, Juliet, give m… I have a need of it, an absolute n… Because my own heart has thus long… I live but by thy life. The very…
Youth! ere thou be flown away. Surely one last boon to-day Thou’lt bestow– One last light of rapture give, Rich and lordly fugitive!
Small sea. Humanity swims in a small sea.
Her smiling face looked so sweet,… We first established boundaries an… Our hearts were open and our minds… I would be smitten under different… I’m not sure how she’ll remember m…
Whose Lord was Travelling. No sooner I pronounced Celindas n… But Troops of wing’d Pow’rs did c… Not those the Poets Bows and Arr… But such as on the Altar do atten…
By Stanley Collymore I’m disturbed at how Palestinians… stupidly rely on their narrative o… alienation and historical grievanc… and frustratingly can and do put a…
You may be across the sea Though that doesn’t change how muc… Late night teas and chit chatter .… Friendly banter is what really mat… Grew closer together as time passe…
I couldn’t sleep that night and la… My eyes heavy with the need of slu… I watched the picture that played… The familiar sight of rainfall ove… The beam of golden light spilled o…
Deep in my hidden country stands a… and none hath known its name and none, save I, hath even skill… thence my wild spirit came. Thither I turn, when the day’s ga…
A marvel to me is my lady’s hand; ’Tis not that plump, thick-palmed… With pointed ends and almond nails… Ye other poets, in your phrases gr… White, long and taper, pliant as a…
My life is strange cheese on toast am I deranged jumping thru hoops whoops why did I say that I’ll tell you why because if and when I die I’ll talk n talk n talk until you listen to wh...