Poor, staggering brute, whom one a… Maybe 'twas outraged Nature bade… His thirst like this—to still the… Of weary bones that else would ach… Maybe crushed spirit and stagnatin…
How can I feel alone, When so many are around. How can I feel lost, When sporadically I am found. How can I feel broken,
By Avignon’s dismantled walls, Where cloudless mid-March sunshin… Rhone, through broad belts of gree… Flecked with the light of almond g… Upon itself reverting, roves
By Stanley Collymore Always and earnestly endeavour to… genuinely as well as independently… that you are– and as is habitually… unfettered, invariably turns out t…
Dearly beloved body that encases me, animates me, is me, as a matter of fact, thank you for being.
I do not have walls; I’m on an is… Just me, and rocks of salty dry sa… The abrasive stones sour my wounds… I have no walls, just monsoons. A final wave will wash me away soo…
We are perfectly synchronized. Our feet pounding the same rhythm,… We fly like sails through the wind Catching the gusts on the flat bac… Using that mechanic momentum to mo…
You tell me I should be myself, As you took myself away, While you said you were leaving, Though I wanted you to stay, Since you left Im not the same,
IT was a wild and untrain’d bower… Enough to screen from April showe… Or shelter from June’s hotter hou… Tapestried with starry jessamines, The summer’s gold and silver mines…
A shadow is following me Every where I go It knows my every move How far can I go? I feel a breeze upon my cheek
It shows it in your character how… The way you treat others by your o… The way you feel about yourself ho… Your low self-esteem your poor ima… It’s like a glare in the mirror an…
She doesn’t have to dress up, wear… She doesn’t have to wear extra hai… She doesn’t have to wear revealing… She doesn’t have to do anything, s… No matter what she wears, or what…
What What is that noise It’s everywhere Don’t you hear Don’t you feel
Now 'urry, Mrs New South Wales,… We’re all a-goin’ ridin’ in the F… A fam’ly party, don’t you know—yes… You can’t afford it! Go along! We… The very one of all the lot that c…
In pain there is faith but, will it be enough? In sadness there is hope but, will it be enough? In love there is a dream
Softly rumbling in the dark distan… The midnight coal train Moans Coltrane Slowly growing closer Louder second by second
The snow slides silently down the slope of the A-line roof melting as it goes.
Back and forth through these worlds that we’ve created, just taking a breath feels like the sharpest pain imaginable Life has given you up and thrown you into the water watching to see ...
Everybody worships something But that something is amiss Hero worship is one thing But heroin’s an abyss Invisible from the One Ring
I feel your magic in dreams and see stardust
Do you know a person that’s perfec… Anyone who has no flaws? I bet your answer was no. If it was a yes, you are wrong my… Everyone of us has at least one fl…
My love and my needs You are the light in my eyes as I… You are the air that keeps me brea… The serenity that gives me refresh… So tonight I’ll lay gently, think…
I know not when the Lord will com… Or at what hour He may appear, Whether at midnight or at morn, Or at what season of the year. I only know that He is near,
So what now Darkness is seems what you see When you look into my eyes Distance is all you can Find
give me time i pray time to learn time to exist give me time to work
Seems like lately she’s been wanti… And i don’t wanna let her know tha… First i think she’s perfect, a god… Then she always looks at me like… Thats when the liquor takes over a…
O sweet are tropic lands for wakin… There time and life move lazily al… There by the banks of blue-and-sil… Grass-sheltered crickets chirp inc… Gay-colored lizards loll all throu…
Behind every man’s success there’s… They might have done wrong but why… Whether on high heels or mini skir… It breaks my heart to see them cry… It’s harsh felt, a kick in the nut…
The Western sun, ere he sought hi… Skimm’d the treetops, and glancing… Rested awhile on the curling hair Of Kitty McCrae, by the boundary… Her eyes looked anxious, her cheek…
Whose was that gentle voice, that,… Promised methought long days of bl… Soothing it stole on my deluded ea… Most like soft music, that might s… Thoughts dark and drooping! ’Twas…