AIR – An Cota Caol. His kiss is sweet, his word is kin… His love is rich to me; I could not in a palace find A truer heart than he.
Was there love once? I have forgo… Was there grief once? Grief yet i… Other loves I have, men rough, bu… More grief, more joy, than love of… Faces cheerful, full of whimsical…
She is a tree She is strong and she stands tall She refuses to fall Lightening strikes her harshly but her origins keep her steady
In life’s grand tapestry, we find… A testament to joy, a heart’s desi… Inevitable, like seasons’ gentle f… They sing of happiness, in harmoni… Infirmity and illness may often cl…
But as my thoughts and my wishes d… With his feet dangling from his ch… The ballet halted. If I had died this morning, I wou… One day, he will grow tall, and hi…
Maybe it’s time to just let go to give up on this hell this thing I hate this thought called life. No more screaming at night
Sometimes I wish I could start th… Would the outcome be different? W… Shadows of what if’s graze my soul… Never allowing me to fully know my… The mindless thoughts of how I ha…
LOUD wind, strong wind, sweeping… Fresh wind, free wind, blowing fro… Pour forth thy vials like streams… Draughts of life to me. Clear wind, cold wind, like a Nor…
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, do I take the one less traveled by? The path I’m on is one of solitude, I feel. And although I feel the path I’m on is one of righteousness, why wou...
By Stanley Collymore Your friendship means the world to… unalterably as solid as any friend… be, unless of course unwittingly o… you get yourself into any difficul…
Sniper There is another notch on his rifl… He can see it– no one else can The reason for the notch He just killed a man
I still remember, Lying in that bed, A single window, And flowers by my head. The continuous beep,
To my little niece Sally Livingst… Hasty pilgrim stop thy pace Turn a moment to this place Read what pity hath erected To a songster she respected.
My door wide open, yet I do not l… My only visitor, a soft cool breez… I am alone, but lonely I am not; Realizing contention, my foremost… Whispering your name, Im glad you…
tragedies are tragic happy times are happy a cat bathing in the jaded grass being drenched in sunny warmth sees a mouse scurrying along
With kind compassion hear my cry O Jesu, Lord of life, on high! As when the Summer’s seasons beat With scorching flame and parching… The trees are burnt, the flowers f…
Trapped and consumed by the feelings of love, with no one to talk to, no sign from above. You say I must move on as your love for me is no more but still to this day it is your heart th...
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I feel a lot of pain why I feel pain because.I am a good person but people don’t know it or should I say some people don’t know it. I get hurt treat like dirt. I am a human being not a ...
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i love you
This pain i’ll hold forever, A empty hurt that will never go aw… The true sorrow you have caused me… flows deeper than my veins. The love i held for you,
We dance into the night Through sparkling eyes love and te… The night is drowned and filled wi… As the sun rises the music flies All the beautiful things in life a…
You take the ceramic rooster with… Pretending you’ve a place for it a… Your friend won the fluorescent ga… Maybe a trade would make the night… The losers leave the building sing…
Perhaps it is time . I find there is a cycle once again… One that takes me back to the firs… And so I’ve been given the chance… To relive or break this chain .
Man’s like a candle in a candlesti… Made up of tallow and a little wic… And as the candle when it is not l… So is he who is in his sins benigh… Nor can a man his soul with grace…
f I knew how to let things go I would be a windy-wily boy Passing the ball with the rest of… Letting the urges drown in the wel… But I am not of such
At morn the black-cock trims his j… ‘T is morning prompts the linnet’s… All Nature’s children feel the ma… Of life reviving, with reviving da… And while yon little bark glides d…
She such a beautiful girl, tender… No one knows her life history thin… She hasnt even been given a chance… The thoughts of not being to bear… Her mind is racing fast, thoughts…
Where you run to praise success...… Where you run to get away from tro… Where you run to just relax... Where you run to cry... Where you run to laugh...