Incomprehensible fate that sentenced my father to my mother. I can’t blame him, I would have left the raving bitch myself, and would do so many many times in years to come. Then, of c...
“Life is tough”, yeah it is But tough is good, Tough teaches you, Tough strengthens you, Tough doesn’t have to mean bad.
IT WAS MADNESS WHEN IT HAPPENED THEY DIDN’T HAVE TWO GO THAT FAR FROM A DISTANCE TWO GET AWAY FROM THE HATRED TALKING COULDN’T TAME IT EMOTIONS CORRUPTED IT THE FEELINGS OF UNWANTED ST...
STANDING PROUD TO BE… Did you see my Mom in the War? She was a member of that brave mil… She was the one with her finger on… She was the one in the front seat…
God Damn, let me focus on geograp… The flowing cascade of your hair Is making my eyes go in meanders. In your presence, everything turns… Of swirling dust and bits of paper…
Sometimes we travel back in time, To a happier time and place, Our dreams hinged on inner thought… The memory of a face, Unknowingly we take the journey,
Dame tus penas y te doy las mías y con ese intercambio estoy seguro que irían a cambiar en alegrías, saliendo ambos a dos de tal apuro. Lo que viene de ti me alegra tanto
What end the gods may have ordaine… And what for thee, Seek not to learn, Leuconoe; we m… Chaldean tables cannot bring us re… 'Tis for the best
Without You You are the greatest thing ever happen in my life .... How could I live life with joy How can I enjoy the sun rays
One day it stopped the texts and letters and I knew from the start I deserved better But all your promises
What is this? This unbearable toleration of unea… Unable to face the world from my c… It’s creeping into my system Now it’s taking over my soul
Have You Ever Felt This Way? Have you ever felt this way, didn’… Have you ever cried and cried thin… Thinking about what he did he had… Have you ever, have you ever, felt…
Tick tock Lying with hot water bottles Sheets unraveled around my wait Hair in a bun squashed by the head… Silence and the occasional traffic
The racks at Goodwill, they’re pa… Salvation Army, stacked with thos… Old dreams dropped at the curb. P… Those beads on skinny threads, jus… Those skirts like limp balloons.…
It was only yesterday I had you,… Who knew how soon your precious so… hands I felt life within you my di… I saw how vibrant and full of prid… and never wanted me to hold you so…
The bonds and ties to mother earth… The suffering sighs and sometimes… The joy you bring to growing lives… The heroine of our times, Sacrificial days,
Every moment of every day The question becomes; “What if?” For if I told you that I love you… What would it mean?
Shall I ever be a simple fool for thee? To not be able to express the love and longing I have repressed to save myself from anguish.
Said old Pete, the Pensioner: ‘I met him down the road Where, twixt the shadders of the g… The silver moonlight flowed. His skin was white like shrivelled…
Write me a poem she said from her… and tell the dark secrets that lie… Dig it all up from the deepest of… Tell in your poem what you’ve not… Write your way through all the lay…
A not so sudden quake in my heart Resonating through my core Bursts of shattering pragmatic tho… Distant from need Sleep is as if an enemy of control
When I was a little boy, I followed hope and slighted joy. Now my wit has larger scope, I clutch at joy and heed not hope. At least that doctrine I profess,
To be depressed is to feel less th… To feel unloved by our mothers The break down and cry To always tell that one lie To pretend to smile while you hide…
ON Calais Sands the gray began, Then rosy red above they gray; The morn with many a scarlet van Leaped, and the world was glad wit… The little waves along the bay
In ancient days when every brute To humble privilege had right; Could reason, wrangle, or dispute, As well as scratch, and tear, and… When Phoebus shone his brightest…
We need to press the issue Of what’s wrong in our country Or is the puppets of democracy bli… How they’ll bent backwards to kiss… We need to press the problems
It’s difficult accepting that I am easing out more difficult is seeing what you were all about you never were comitted
Who would have thought? I would have never this is where we’d be Everyone & everything happen to us for
Te pareces a la noche... ¡Íntima y oscura! ¡Te agitas como el mar! Eres como el fruto que cae, Mielando la tierra seca.
By Stanley Collymore Western politics in the hands of a… by imperialistically indoctrinated… and Nazi Zionist capitalism promo… beneficiaries have seen the latter…