Where am I going? What do I stand for? Writing my story in a book, lying naked, on my bathroom floor. It metaphors my life...
I died again today, maybe you saw… Its the same old story, a tragic e… “She had so much to live for” they… I guess “so much to live for” mean… But tell me disapproving eyes, do…
like chocolate, my heart it melts sometimes nutty or too dark yet this fist of muscle
My heart pounds for you Hearing your name sends me hiding Seeing your picture makes the memo… When it rains I remember you a lo… So I can cry without somebody loo…
FROM hill to hill he harried me; He stalked me day and night; He neither knew nor hated me; Nor his nor mine the fight. He killed the man who stood by me,
If you were to choose, One person, just one person, To spend your life with, Would it be me? Could you handle being,
By Stanley Collymore How could you have been so remiss,… when quite evidently I’d expectant… too, and rather earnestly, I don’t… wanted you to? Alright, I readily…
Through the deepest Most darkest, night I sat Wondering where the world went Silence and quite voices were my Closet friends but the night was
She is different not the same. Every day the center of attention. Everyone talks about her all the time, but not in a good way. Judged every day. Made fun of everyday. Why do people hat...
Never been the type to jot for bre… An icon made of lead, I’m not your friend, You’re a writer’s block, I go nonstop,
“A short poem can say more than an…
IN the hushed hours of night, whe… I hear the strange cry of the lone… Who Chants, without ceasing, that… Of which the sole burden is still,… And why should I whip him? Strang…
I am the living truth of a particu… Some people may still even think… As I’m passed around towns in a v… The sounds will resound for as lon… In strange civilizations the situa…
the painter wields his brushes constantly staring at his canvas he has no idea what he wants to pa… But his heart wants to paint The heart conquers the mind,
Fading into age Watching my grandparents grow old… Dreading the times when they might… Staring at the walls for six hours… Moved in the morning put back when…
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…
People Like You Are The Reason I Move On Quick.Not About What You Say? Man Fuck That I Dont Waste My Time With It.Tryna Converse? Ok Im Am Nice But You Fucked With It.Knock Knock... Col...
Excuse me ma’am, Can you tell me the price of this? I really need to know, Though I don’t know what it is. I think it is Love.
Lost in the emptiness I ran towar… No branches to grab hold of, misty… I was searching for it and lonely… I can sleep serenely here. I can…
In a place I’ve never been before So real I feel the tour Never will i indoor the lies behin… Its all a demise
By Stanley Collymore You are the grandchildren whose pr… aware of but who notwithstanding t… grandchildren I’ve never seen or e… never communicated with or been gi…
Roses are red, violets are blue The seas are dead, in this age is… To ponder of thee, to be worried w… To have known little peace, too li… Show me what you can be,
Crime for passion is like being trapped in your own… Slavery is like a spiritual oath h…
So I published them at last... ...all my thoughts for all to see. I feel like taking of a mask, Hoping that you´ll know it´s me. So here they are, for you to read,
She waxes and wanes; Waxing when emboldened by time. She waxes and wanes; Waning when She humbly refrains. She fades to little more than a li…
“Judgment” How cruel the word in this less than perfect world Giving allowance to all measuring by absurd standards
By Stanley Collymore God! If I knew you were so hot I… spoken to you in the first place a… well would have been too petrified… touch me. But having allowed both…
Volcanoes and earthquakes erupt al… The weaker zones of the earth, Along the circle of fire, Ethnic issues, racial hatred, Differences in caste and creed,
THE Rabbi Ishmael, with the woe… Of the world heavy upon him, enter… The Holy of Holies, saw an awful… With terrible splendor filling all… ‘O Ishmael Ben Elisha!’ said a v…
Hard times they come and go Some days may deal a heavy blow But as all things good seem to fad… Know there are a few that still re… You are valued more than you know