Coloured lips Coloured lips with lipsticks, down town she walks with peep sque… I don’t think he knows you on shor… and ciggarette puffs,
If there was a way to stop the pai… I’d seek its shelter again and aga… If there was a way to end all the… I’d borrow its wisdom and add to m… No matter the ways in which I str…
the cool summer breeze strokes my…
LOVING YOU When all seem so lost, we bind our… Out of storms away from burden chi… With gentle touch, with warm embra… All the worries gone blessed with…
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough… And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide. Now, of my threescore years and te…
true love is one that is pure as pure as a dove as pure as a newborn as pure as our gaze crushed stars made their way throu…
Oh, God did cunningly, there at B… Not mere tongues dividing, but sou… So that never again should men be… To fashion one infinite, towering…
Ignoring riptide warnings, acting… Swept away by the current and poun… The stakes are high; a matter of l… Doing battle with Poseidon, gaspi… Finally surrendering to fate, I s…
You taught us - souls mold like puzzle pieces connecting to one another creating, nurturing the embodiment of
A Tail Of A Whale Up close and personal Mama whale lifts her baby For all to see and pet She’s a real show off lady
While Sherman stood beneath the h… That from the lines of Vicksburg… And bomb-shells tumbled in their s… And grape-shot hissed, and case-sh… Back from the front there came,
Preludes. I The Song of Songs The pulse of War, whose bloody he… Sane purposes insanely work, Now with fraternal frenzy beats,
WAKE UP!!!! why are you not waking up? I cannot feel your heart beating, or your warm breath rushing out of your mouth. WAKE UP!!! Where did you go? I’m scared now, I’m scared cause you...
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Thinking of Drowning in my own sorrows I pull the trigger every night Choking from pills Where i lay my head,
I LoSt my LoVe .... To the guy in isle 4 she Neva let… I Lost My love.... To dude in the club he was passin… I LoSt My love....
Right now I’m lost in thought wondering where you are what you’re doing or what you’re up to hoping that you’re ok and today’s the day you decide to change hoping you’re not tearing you...
By Stanley Collymore So you look at yourself in some mi… the reflection that it casts back… because you’re not physically blin… it’s quite obviously the case that…
I have So much to worry about, So much on my mind. Sometimes I stop and think who am I. I shouldn’t be so Distraught and caught with the times, my mind should be lose and falling with t...
Give me more love, or more disdain… The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain, The temperate affords me none; Either extreme, of love or hate,
This that is washed with weed and… Curved once a dolphin’s length bef… And I who read the land to which… In its grave eyes, question my ido… What cold and marvelous fancy it m…
If you’d have told me last year th… I’d say 'give me that bottle it se… But in love I am and it feels gre… Call me superstitious but could it… We’ve taken the next step towards…
Farewell, merry maidens, to song,… For the brave lads of Westra are… And we must have labour, and hunge… Ere we dance with the maids of Du… For now, in our trim boats of Nor…
hes the bully of the day time to wipe my tears away the fear in me takes hold just tell him stop and be very bol… find some courage use that fear
By Stanley Collymore In every aspect of human life ther… are those who are exceedingly brilliant at what earnestly they’re invariably, distinctively…
THE little lame tailor Sat stitching and snarling— Who in the world Was the tailor’s darling? To none of his kind
Through storm—blown gloom the subt… Shapes of tumultuous, ghostly clou… Trailing a dark shower from hill—d… Dawn, desolate in its majesty, is… But ere the wayside trees show lea…
New job, Better pay! God answers prayers! Just not our way! © From A Grateful Poet’s
Emotions take us far and wide, Sometimes forward, sometimes back… Giving us things that we desire, Or things we have become our lack, They can be wrapped in darkness,
Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev’ry thing did seem to pain… The Scene more fit for his compla… Like her fair Eyes the day was fa…