Back in the day we’d have our little cults. Fascist movements feeding to our faults. Now what if we turn
Why dose my life have to be so cru… I try to be the best I can be Yet it is not enough Why is my life so rough? I grew up with fairytales
Sometimes we look, at broken thing… With judgment in our eyes, But what you see at first glance, Is nothing more than a disguise, It’s just a gifts wrapping,
My heart is captive inside this ja… It’s held tightly behind these bar… These bars are made of pain and betrayal that has happened in my life,
Possibility: Now and then you will see Others negativity When the rose is fully grown The rock is stuck
While Sherman stood beneath the h… That from the lines of Vicksburg… And bomb-shells tumbled in their s… And grape-shot hissed, and case-sh… Back from the front there came,
By Stanley Collymore You obviously don’t know me for we… met or been formally introduced to… though we’ve seen each other aroun… time now and, as such, there’s alw…
Oor fader lef’ ole France behin’,… many year ago, An’ how we get along since den, wa… body know, Few t’ousan’ firse class familee w…
ROAR, raging torrent! and thou,… Pour thy white foam on the valley… Frown, ye dark mountains! and shad… The deep rocky bed where the wild… The green sunny glade, and the smo…
This mask is shedding Shedding its skin Been gone too long Issues arise again Retreating from my own reflection
Before you left I had an empty space You didnt even fill She loved me
On a mountain top above the clouds That streamed like a sea below me I said that peak is the thought of… And that one is the prayer of Jes… And this one is the dream of Plat…
For some time, I have looked;at w… But thinking, of it, in that way;c… What, I have, is more important;f… Words, may not, be accurate;but he… Sometimes, need, is overlooked;as…
Nervous with good reason I stampede and hide from you A hunter and its open season but I will stumble into you Throw pasta through the air,
I sit here wishin’ wishes that can… like secrets you left me with to h… and my thoughts of you are better… but I can’t help but remember the… the memories and moments that left…
By Stanley Collymore How and why is it that everything… like going to the loo in this hous… home, customarily, systematically… becomes common knowledge to person…
Mold the beat, Mold my beliefs, Mold my sanity Mold it all As I am only used to impress
The dead were still singing Turn… Beneath Yellow Bridge where years… And ass out, Stick jumped with no… Championship trophy in his righteo… Was supposed to be deepest there,…
I am a companion of the blazing fi… I collect the wood and kindling I… I set light to my sacred fire with… And feel the flames heat up my blo… I take a twig, ignite it to light…
Loving the unwavering sensation Seeing it from the Caribbean To all the way to the Mediterrane… To the arctic to the Pacific to t… To the Indian ocean
Nay, bring forth none but daughter… The doubles of yourself; with face… Bearing as candid, gait as debonai… And voice as deeply, musically str… That the less fortunate age, from…
I’m laying here tonight with the full moon trapped inside my ribcage, I’m drunk off of words, and the summers heavy hearted goodbyes. There’s waves in my heart and they crash down insid...
A gust of three acres stirs a white spark that cracks a door to the lake. Blue in its echo,
Poems are us; and so, as they in Paraguay say while they move this and that way,
I never undderstood why you gave m… until i came face to face with you… The look on your face was a simply… i longed for a sign of love but co… Mother forgive me please.....
Winding all my life about thee, Let me lay my lips on thine; What is all the world without thee… Mine—oh mine! Let me press my heart out on thee,
Black Boy MUIR I’m nothing more than a black boy. This term, only so few others curr… A black boy originally from the pr…
Honey suckle in the air, Warm wind blowing everywhere. These are the days I love. Bright sunny days, Star filled nights.
When we spend crazy nights togethe… All I really want to do is hold h… Don’t need another girl to make me… Just her and me, I wish we could fall asleep in eac…
If your thoughts Consume you with misery, Your mind tortured full Change the channel, Now look at things beautiful,