For years I sojourned as a humble… Hanging all my hopes On one day emerging as a brilliant… For my moment in the sun Inching ever forward towards the s…
How to say this.... So many ways... How to explain... I love you. If we were gamers, in a game, say,
“My heart is already accustomed to… “It’s hard for me to cry, my demon… “I don’t know why GOD loves me,… “Fuck the rhyme! Leave me alone w… “It hurts me to cry, I have cried…
She feel’s like she can’t get clos… So far away, even when they touch. He blocks her out as if he’s afrai… Afraid of what? She wondered ofte… He stays so cold, as if trying to…
In the century’s heart, where meta… Humanity’s flesh with iron entwine… Chasing dreams of eternity’s rooms… In the silent dance of the machine… Eyes that shimmer with the ghost o…
Careless whispers in the dark. Mercilessly hunting, stalking, str… The tongues of flames burn my fles… The wind blows ferociously against… Licking seductively from ear to ea…
What did you think I was doing al… You never knew, although you sat r… It was all for you, but you wouldn… You never saw me cry, or at least… You could have helped me, you were…
‘T IS very true, I thought you o… As women in th’ idea are;* Whatever here seems beauteous, see… But a faint metaphor of thee: But then, methoughts, there someth…
How much time is considered a wast… Looking at it from the outside wai… But what if the waiting is what ke… How many times have you felt like… But that same time you waited you…
People attending the London premiere of a new film about Nelson Mandela were told of his death as the closing credits rolled, on 5th December 2013. My new poem is written in honor of th...
I never thought it’d happen, nothing quite like this. My hands are beaten up, there’s bruises on my fist. Life just got so rough,
Do you find pleasure in my sufferi… Do you laugh while I wrestle agai… Perhaps I’m not getting the bigge… The child seeks to find the sweete… The teenager tramples on it,
By Stanley Collymore You couldn’t have known unless you… that I love you and furthermore ha… very first moment that I set my ey… the bargain how very much so; for…
Living, loving, and losing I’m just living, loving, and losin… Living at peace is where I wanna… Living, loving, and losing. Seems like just yesterday I was l…
Please don’t call me special today… It’s not enough to call my outside… You talk to me, but you don’t talk… If you take the time to look at my… I’m not anyone’s Cinderella, and…
The cold, seeps in, as I sit, sur… Somehow trying, to justify, my sel… As, the snowflakes, filter down, f… I, am stuck, in this place, my car… A snowflake, lands, on my leg, and…
Dont live for today or even tomorr… Live for those days, those wonderf… Present, future or past, you know… A moment can last a lifetime, tomo… Enjoy your life to the full, with…
By Stanley Collymore We first met in Springtime, appro… things themselves, already in acco… come into full bloom and new life… fresh and appealing surge of optim…
Pain is all I feel Its all to real Can’t catch a break Not much more I can take So I pray to god
By Stanley Collymore So many years have flown by since… highly auspicious meeting between… us, yet for all that each of them… profoundly and perpetually enriche…
Im in a dark place, but its getting lighter. Not easily, Not quickly, but somehow its happening. I can’t pick up the pieces but i can let them grow back. Im in a dark place and its ge...
the soul that has been waiting to be born my little one
How could you be so vain to think that you are your pain to make pain your pride instead of your guide keeps the pain
The sun palpates the rooftops tell… A gem unknown to earth. A tiny wail in the distance solves…
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
I watch them walk away while I’m… They all are smiling, my face stil… I want to smile, laugh, and run to… Still walking away being forgotten… Now in sight they only become of a…
Don’t fall in love Never again will I say You are my everything Loving you was painful I’ll never say
By Stanley Collymore Do bugger off! Whatever you call yourself and take your bloody reindeer with you! And truly put bluntly, it might be OK for s…
DEAR one! you sit there in the corner of the carriage; and you do not know me; and your eyes forbid.
Full of rage. Frustrage. Mind catapulting into my thoughts. Hault! Who goes there?