Girl, I’m in heaven making love w… I will die young fighting for you…
Fading into age Watching my grandparents grow old… Dreading the times when they might… Staring at the walls for six hours… Moved in the morning put back when…
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Dont be afraid to take a chance be strong and bold and make a stance I got off of Facebook because I got tired of the superficial cliche rants I dont like people who think they are the ...
Sinking down into a safe world I’m free My hair flows willingly Spread out into shiny gold mess Everything quiet
MORTAL, mortal, have you seen In the scented summer night, Great Astarte, clad in green With a veil of mystic light, Passing on her silent way,
The shore-lark soars to his topmos… Sings at the height where morning… What though his voice be lost in t… The light comes dropping from his… Mount, my soul, and sing at the he…
You are under the command of three… The voice in your head. The voice in your mouth. And the voice from your pen. Which voice is yours?
There is no rhyme that is half so… As the song of the wind in the rip… There is no metre that’s half so f… As the lilt of the brook under roc… And the loveliest lyric I ever he…
Spark the fire, light the fuse! Show me... myself where it hurts. It easier to give in. They’ve hurt me, broke my heart, ripped it out without any doubts of whom would ever restore the ...
Which came first, the egg or the h… An old friend visits on the anniversary of his death— He finds a voice
As women and children continue to die their husbands and fathers sit and cry .and the people responsible dance in the street . with the blood of our people on there feet. We search our ...
An old actor at the Player’s Club told me that Edwin Booth first impersonated Hamlet when a barnstormer in California. There were few theatres, but the hotels were provided with crud...
I write about America, because I… Why God placed this in my heart I… The devotion that I feel, has lit… but it’s simply because, I’m so th… I write about America, because wi…
sound opens sound shank of globe strings… something like images are here opening up avenues to view a dome a distant clang reaches the edific…
Many times I feel lost, a future without a purpose and an empty soul The truth of my life has conformed… to misery.
Carnal Wanderings He traversed across searing desert… Through peaceful villages Driven by a blind madness Extinguished only by
Sandy stones have birthed exotic d… Moss has found a home here And lamentation no longer lingers For crystal waters have risen and… A moonlight chandelier has found i…
Under the Discipline of an Excell… How comes the Day orecast? the Fl… Darkn’d at Noon, as if his Course… He never rose more proud, more gla… Ne’re courted Daphne with a brigh…
One struggles beneath the ever-bea… One rises up in revolution, wantin… One gives his life a soldier so th… One celebrates in freedom as they… One starts his life from nothing b…
Never say aught in verse, or grave… That you in prose would hesitate t… Never in rhyme pretend to tears, u… True feeling sheds them in unfeign… Or some dream-grief, with such a m…
SHE’S THE GIRL A sparking light on my phone Appeared, a picture like a rose She’s looking so fresh and cool There, displaying her beauty on fa…
You’re just another blank face in… Like crowds of crowns are faceless… Buried beneath the fool’s golden w… Lies your hope of forgiveness As God is my witness
Staring at the mirror alone, I don’t see myself anymore, hoping for your text on my phone, I’m not the same as before, emotions run through my heart, so I decide to take a shot, realisi...
Love, death, sleeping with somebody else’s husband or wife-this is what poetry is about-Eskimo, Aztec,
The sun shines on my face. The wi… My heart is skipping out of place.… That has no one but you and the ai… The only place for two, the other,… I picture us together, under sweet…
By Stanley Collymore So you rationally thought she look… and correspondingly most sexually… what’s more you also doggedly clai… calculatingly egging you on, very…
IMPRESSIONS OF HOMER Sometimes come pauses of calm, whe… Over his deep mind muses, as when… Poises a heapt cloud luridly, ripe… Slow rolls onward the verse with a…
’Twas in the days of front attack; This glorious truth we’d yet to le… That every “front” has got a back. And French was just the man to tu… A wounded soldier on the ground
Love is the most personal of emotions. It is our reason for being, and our reason for staying. Each of us feels love and expresses love differently; everyone in love is unique, and ever...