Were thou and I the white pinions On some eager, heaven-born dove, Swift would we mount to the old do… To our rest of old, my love! Were thou and I trembling strands
I‘d taken for granted, in my time that I know not the flower or it’s spirit, further in. I’ve watched them grow through tim… seen the stem, the vicious thorn.
It is Christmas Eve morning The sun reflects off the snow Santa is coming tonight The bells are ringing The chorus is singing
Sometimes times get hard, And sometimes the times are rough. But looking at the road ahead, Well it will be tough. There’s no way we can guarantee,
All things, they say, come home to… Riches, power, fame, lost fortune,… Health to our friends, ill hap to… Even love, that glorious paradisal… The woman unattained, whose though…
By Stanley Collymore Thank you whoever it was that crea… in every conceivable way, I must s… in making me who and most certainl… a recidivist paedophile and determ…
It arrives on a warm white cloud. It arrives on soft rolls of ocean waves along a sand pebbled shore. It arrives on a bed
3:00 dinner break four new texts “are you at work?” “do you have anything going on ton…
Let my prayers arise in thy sight As the sacred smoke of incense And let the lighting up of my bud Be a loving sacrifice of wonders Give me this day my daily flower
A dream might be carried for many… And there are those that are left… It’s not the fulfillment of a drea… That is how a heart’s defined, What effort might it take,
Because of what you did Because of what you said the way you believed in me when… the way you showed me that you rea… The way that you stood up for me w…
To the Senses When conquering Love did first my… Unto mine aid I summon’d every Se… Doubting, if that proud tyrant sho… My Heart should suffer for mine E…
To rise above the hatred and jealo… We, you and me, must see what’s re… Now I meet a few people, Who show me where the light is to… And all I remember,
Black motion, rhythm of his heart pounds through his feet, the never ending thoughts fl… all blood streams... clogs formed… within his body. Pulse beyond fain…
Keep it moving & we’ll be grooving. Throw you the duces & you become a nuisance. You never leave things as they are can you? I’m not a psychological mind reader but it’s not hard to int...
thoughts swarm my mind however no matter how much I try you don’t seem to leave my thought… always there, reminding me of the times we shared.
By Stanley Collymore The knives are clearly out and das… plots are being hatched by bogus “… Army generals; in their jobs simpl… rampant nepotism, privileged and p…
Don’t run boy, don’t. Slow down for a while, Listen to that sound. Stand at once And look around.
This noose of hope Around my neck A memory rope Myself I wreck I cannot leave
She will let the tears flow. She will let the blood drain. She got tired of all the pain. She finally lost the war. She finally let them win.
Falling through a slit between the… Hoping to erase the hopelessness Sleeplessness brings Chasing after forgotten memories Longing to ascertain the meaning o…
A gargoyle sits perched;high up ab… His demeanor now hardened;hardened… Yet as he now watches;the masses b… With each passing moment;his grin… Though his body;turned to stone an…
Please just ignore me please forget I’m even here unless you’re gonna kill me I welcome you closer I warn you
New life in making from a man and woman’s chemistry mixer of warmth. Given to miracles within Lord hands he provide wisdom, prudence, most of all justice. Which have us bring upon hope ...
Staring into the distance As if I am in a long distance rel… I see her.... She’s just out of my reach I’m starting to miss her
Suddenly life’s not so appealing, As you desperately stare at the ce… Impossible to know how your feelin… Inability to think, most revealing… Your darkest thoughts you’re conce…
It is said brave folks who understand this new world understand demons. Donal Mahoney
Just for Laughs. Or is it? Oh geez! summer’s here A little early this year It’s not even May But look! all the trees are green
I gotta be honest I don’t even know how to start thi… Just as it had always been, I can never find the right words w… For some odd reason, I can’t stop…
In your dreams do I exist? Because you do in mine Am I visible through the mist And the smell of turpentine? What do your dreams consist of?