Why do u say your not beautiful be…
Just focus. Keep your eye on us. Practice makes a relationship. Life is a ride. Ours been the bes… Trust is a must in order to move f… What it is... what it was...
IF any sense in mortal dust remai… When mine has been refin’d from fl… Won from the sun all colours, drun… And delicate winy dews, and gain’d… Which elves who sleep in airy bell…
I could smell the ocean spray, in… Walking hand and hand along the wa… Your love is a blanket around me f… Two hearts now together, that each…
How do you write with desirable words and you barely think of which one comes next. With seemingly no effort, you scribble across a blank page and words become a whole world. I can’...
I wish you luck I wish you well My heart flutters upon this bell This blessed bell For you it tolls
By Stanley Collymore You are, Lewis Hamilton, a genuine record breaking and, preeminently too, the world’s most successful
WHEN Cupid, wanton boy, was youn… His wings unfledg’d, and rude his… He loiter’d in Arcadian bowers, And hid his bow in wreaths of flow… Or pierc’d some fond unguarded hea…
Before PROSPERO’S cell. Moonl… ARIEL. So—Prospero is gone—and I am free… Free, free at last. His latest ch… Performed with duteous care; have…
Trembling feeling in my chest tryi… I feel so sick to my core but I c… I’m so tired but I never sleep th… I feel sad but angry I feel So do… When will this stop I can have a…
You say, John Irish, Mr. Taylor… A painted beard. Quite likely tha… And sure 'tis natural you spend yo… On what has been least merciful to… By Taylor’s chin, if I am not mis…
I long for it to be the same, The year unchanged. The distance pains, You’ve gone again. All of you no longer here,
Ancient, wrinkled dames and jealou… They whom joyless Age downcasts - And the sere, gray-bearded fellows Who would fain re—live their pasts… These, the ancients, grimly tell u…
For the longest time, I envied Wo… How powerful they truly were, and… Using them simply as a catalyst, To create worlds that others would… To create a fantasy for the broken…
A cylinder of maple set in place, feet spread apart— and the heavy maul, fat as a hamme… but honed like an axe, draws a semicircle overhead and strikes
It was that time in May It was the biggest day It was the time for planting it was not a time for taking chanc… It was the time to be quick
Awakes for me and leaps from shrou… All radiantly the moon’s own night Of folded showers in streamer clou… Our shadows down the highway white Or deep in woodland woven-boughed,
I. PROEM. This was a sweet white wildwood vi… I found among the painted slips th… Where, under hot-house glass, the… How the sun shines, and how the co…
In Let there be plight the P is silent
Big sparkling eyes, close as I lean in. My first kiss. Everything is perfect. Perfect place,
The dedication: what you want from me girl? you want the venom to leave my lips about how I used to enjoy how we kissed? mabye baby you want me to let a bit loose on the verbal abuse th...
In life we live in life We play In life we love and a life Without love is a life in darkness
Dear diary If I don’t love me Nobody else will I can’t let my guard down In this crazy world of sin
The sky is my sea, I swim with my eyes, I float through different shades a… The stars are hazy and just out of… The moon is my idol as it floats e…
Yes, there it hangs upon the wall And never gives a sound, The hand that trimmed its greenhid… Is hidden underground, There, in that patch of sallee sha…
Night falls on a tiny town, With the sky starry and clear, And as I watch a falling star, I feel your presence near, While this starry scene unfolds,
The Rubberneck Auto was about ready to start. The merry top-riders had been assigned to their seats by the gentlemanly conductor. The sidewalk was blockaded with sightseers who had gath...
By Stanley Collymore Life can at times be such a vexati… periodically testing our mettle an… checking to see if we can properly cope with what it presents us
Winter meets the autumn breeze Whirlwind blows the falling leaves Not quite sure which way to go Amassing confusion and sorrow Go with the flow or go and hide
Never again the sight of her? Never her winsome smile Shall light the path of my journey… O’er many a weary mile? Never again shall her soft voice c…