By Stanley Collymore It’s quite obvious to everyone who isn’t manifestly gullible, distinctly evidently prone to being rather easily manipulated or…
I gave her a rose in early June, Fed with the sun and the dew, Each petal I said is a note in th… The rose is the whole tune through… The tune is the whole red-hearted…
There are too many people on Eart… so life is difficult there is nothing you can do so lets throw the night out there is nothing you have to live…
Before all the light Turned quickly to night, Before every answer was wrong Before each small sound We heard all around
THE white snow falls on hill and… The snow falls white by square and… Falls on the town, a bridal veil, And on the fields a winding-sheet. A winding-sheet for last year’s fl…
His brows were circled by a wreath… The symbol of the bard’s well-earn… Upon his head more regal than the… Of kings. For he by his immortal… Is King among the poets of these…
She said she’ll stay She left She toke everything She never asked She never said anything
During times of sadness, when smil… What is the point in remembering? When the only comfort you have is… Why do we bother to shield ourselv… When despair and hope strike while…
YES, you have guessed it. Do not… Indeed, I did not dream, 0 tender… When first we met, that in a littl… My words would dim you with pain’s… Do not reproach me, for I suffer…
Words bombard us, bully us, and be… We stumble over them, early mornin… Standing between our waking up and… Loudly broadcast road blocks hinde… They drip, like morning coffee, wi…
As the pregnant womb of night Thrills with imprisoned light, Misty, nebulous-born, Growing deeper into her morn, So man, with no sudden stride,
I close my eyes to try to feel, To escape this feeling numb, Searching for self acceptance, To forget the moments of dumb, I still feel the things we found,
When normality returns post ganjah… Future generations will be truely… By the absurdity that surrounds ca… That states harboured hatred towar… And waged a war of cruelty against…
Those who show no compunction are the most gifted at seduction and short of a permanent injunctio… we all face induction by way of their unction
As i walked across a field today in the afternoon winter-light I saw a fox, red fur afire, staring back at me. As I walked across a field today
When fear sets in and it gets you… It’s quite alright to wear a frown… When love fails and sends you astr… Just slow things down and go day b… You may feel weathered and torn,
Stop all the running, Stop all the fighting, No more, No more We just want are freedom To enjoy life,
Bloody eyes as a substitute of tea… bursting out What an explosion! .… a vicious creature created by the… Dirty hands caused by the secrets… engraving. Looking in the mirror…
[A rewrite of the earlier poem after a tip from Daniel Paul Marshall –pc] portraits hang on walls; dusty | the ticktock of a clock marks time | a generation consumed in quarter notes; t...
All the moon-shed nights are over, And the days of gray and dun; There is neither may nor clover, And the day and night are one. Not an hamlet, not a city
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
Because of the unaccountable spiri… oh we were marched as we were neve… and flanked them off from home. St… was after them, head on to tail, b… him, finally, to flank, flank, cut…
aint it funny hw everything in the… then twoards the end you start 2nd… yall start off textin & blushin.. then eventually here comes the kis… feelings start comin & things star…
Dear sweet brown eyes, How I long to see them green To know I make you feel that way, Does something very special to me. So when I look into your amazing…
If in thy heart the spring of joy… All beauteous things, being reflec… Most beautiful and joyful do appea… But if that treasure hath been fro… If emptiness, and darkness, in thy…
I can not get your lips off my mind. How it felt when you kissed my neck that first time and that rush went right through me. I kissed your lips and it felt like your lips were only sup...
By Stanley Collymore There’re no words, however fluentl… that can truly describe the excruc… compounded by the dreadful horror… experienced by those that were unn…
Words flew by for so many years, countless words, endless words. What did they mean? Where were they going? Why won’t they stop?
Darkness awakens me HE comforts me in the dead of nig… Taking away my deepest fears But puts new ones in HE is the reason why i cry myself…
I close my eyes You kiss my lips. I feel your hands go down my hips. I pull back, Look in your eyes,