I’ll walk till I can’t walk anymore crawl till my arms brake scratch into my fingers bleed for you I’ll go to hell and back just so we can be reached at the hip never to lip outta place...
There’s a fountain of Fable whose… Time’s ravages all could repair, And replace the bowed form and the… The wrinkles and silvery hair, By the brown flowing locks and the…
Through the frosted glass light da… Lovers’ silhouettes cast a shadow for the tortured souls be… To remind us of the light well nev… Two lovers embrace light on on the…
thinking is like a time bomb thought after thought that may never be caught think too long you may do something wrong
My friends, I rarely see them but they are always present.seemingly emotionless but yet they make me laugh. Sometimes I feel that they laugh with me but I rarely see them so I don’t kn...
Something not to let turn complica… To ask for ‘ or to let happen If the sense of beauty ’ for The feeling of true care is there Right at the vertex of the heart
By Stanley Collymore You’ve been such a vital part of m… life for so long now that it’s har… to think of a time when you weren’t actually there;
Hope is the flame that burns withi… A spark that ignites even in the d… It gives us courage to face our fe… And dries the tears we’ve cried fo… Hope is the light that shines so b…
Blood pounds in your head Making you see red Crying tears of blood You scream your rage To poison the ears of all who hear
Technology Do not forsake me with your Intelligence so far away You leave me bewildered as a wizar… Would have done. You make life e…
The day returns again, my natal da… What mix’d emotions with the Thou… Beloved friend, four years have pa… Since thou wert snatch’d forever f… The day, commemorative of my birth
Marcy, my darling, you’re the one,… There has been, no other, and neve… We were learning, of our love, and… Forever and eternity, the prizes,… You gave yourself, over to me, and…
They call me John, or Johnny I am 5 foot 9 And Ran Cross Country in high sc… Which is perfect because I have b… I have been chasing people who are…
Hush, be still, quiet and secluded… Peaceful, calm, aloof, now discern… Hear all the moving noise of early… Enticing man to conjure thoughts b… There’s a train rushing by, its jo…
As I sit here in the darkness dro… I clear my mind Erase everything I sit still and wait Wait for the relapse
Monday 23 August 2021 In a gale the heteroclite botch shock the delights of the orcs as a memory-bungling building or as a melon-bungling boat-painti…
Butterflies and rainbows don’t hav… nor do long walks, roses, sunsets,… An unknown beautiful face can insp… but no physical beauty can alter t… For love at first sight is no more…
Forgive lovers for horrid displays of passion Forgive lovers for their arts which do uncover the reasons for which some may las…
Hush, keep quiet, No ones to know, This place so secret, Is ours alone, The snow so soft,
By Stanley Collymore I really had to hand it to you, yo… to me but nevertheless very courag… charmingly too, remarkably elegant… volition you confidently walked ou…
My lungs are filled with the water… hitting my chest makes no sense, t… The inner of my body has made suff… The impact of the fall has left me… the dust of the pieces will eventu…
Suicidal thoughts cross my mind often funny how people finally seem to care when they see youve met your coffin locked up in the mind far more worse then prison weary feeling when your ...
Love For Music I feel you in my spirit I feel yo… Every morning when I wake up thre… My heart beats faster with every n… Passion released in words to hard…
We are people who love wisdom and… we crave it so badly we will ackno… For it can be a deadly thing, or it could be a helpful swing. Knowing so much is such a chore,
My grandmother, she is banished. She goes and sleeps at other peopl… While my grandfather writhes at ho… He is convinced she is a seventy s… And unless he is dying he keeps he…
My life is a hell on earth. The ground that I walk on feels paper thin. I’m on a line and I can’t fall off. My sanity is slipping away. The voices in my head are growing louder. My mind...
the path I once took is falling do… my glow to shine bright starts to… the pride I once stand seems to be… smiles are hidden behind the hate…
Good people of high and low degree… I pray ye all to list to me, And I’ll relate a terrible tale o… Concerning the unfortunate steamer… That against the Manacles Rocks,…
Men have said that ye were sleepin… Hurl, Australians, back the lie; Whet the swords you have in keepin… Forward stand to do or die! Hear ye not, across the ocean,
Most every cry, felt so hollow. Most every day, so hard to swallow… Most every dream, turned into sand… Mostly I crawled, to weak to stan… Most days blended together,