What is it about this linguistic s… Both meters additive and compound,… A musical line of intervals and ph… It is every noise, roused and seek… It’s getting lost in audio revelry…
Every time I take, a look in the mirror, I think of how I “coulda” “should… Soon 2 pounds turns 5 to 10, and the gruelling purge cycle,
Where valleys are lush with pastur… Fresh and crisp, from morning dew; There soil once sodden, with Sold… Poppies now stand, where soldiers… Where birds fly high on freedoms w…
Artisans with an eye for the embellishment of the clouds under the auspices of the patrons of the arts and crafts… mount their eager steeds,
Why Am I Me? And Not Them, Him… Someone Less Sad, Somebody More… Someone With Plans, Of Were The… That May Be Them? But Will Nev… With A Billion Places, God Were…
Moon like orbs of milky white tinged with iridescent colours of… caught by the light. Shimmer and glimmer throughout the night
Glancing, winking, staring, waving… I see her watching, waiting, hesit… should i speak, or remain unspoken… firm, erect, my passion awoken, she says hello,
an aching pain surfaced since I me… your eyes hold pain that only i ca… my soul burns at your connections. may i be forgiven for letting you… i hope you lost all the things i’v…
All the pain rocks me to sleep. I grew tolerant to the effects, Addicted to the intoxicating isola… Romanticized despair, holding hope… I can follow the trail at the slig…
Sharp as an arrow Orpheus Points his music downward. Hell is there At the bottom of the seacliff. Heal
One foot planted in the soul and the other attached to the body. Both equal halves of a whole and yet so independent that they often move without ever knowing of the others existence. T...
Madrugé normal, como todas las secuencias de esos peces. Mis calcetines, de tan empapaditos de agua que estaban, se convirtieron en una almohada de cannabis. Estuve llorando, miré el te...
Can you look at yourself in the mi… Can you tell yourself that you’re… If you can, do you believe it? All that makeup you have on your f… But I can’t tell you to take it o…
Lord, I have knelt and tried to p… But Thy love came upon me like a… And all desire died out; upon the… Of Thy mere love I lay, each thou… Dissolving like the sunset clouds,…
By Stanley Collymore I’ve spoken to you several times over the years, and crucially as the librarian, that you literally distinctively are; have similarly…
Look at the bright side Find the patterns in the world aro… Watch how the people behave Pay close attention Look at the bright side
1. In shadows cast by the absent f… A mother’s strength, unwavering, e… She’s both the anchor and the guid… In her embrace, we find the streng… 2. For in the pain of his departed…
On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighi… In the dark should sigh no more; Night should ease a lover’s sorrow…
Memories become our trail of crumb… That lead us back to events or thi… At times the trail spans many mile… To that place that tomorrow brings… Little things can show a path,
She is trapped. Trapped by society, the world, and her friends. She is left alone.
By Stanley Collymore All of these bloody hypocrites quite asininely, ignorantly, literally clearly fatuous and obviously, similarly puerilely
Before a rainbow appears there must be a little rain before we find true love we must feel a little pain you may run away from your problem…
You bring out the wanderer in me. The walking along the highway in m… The flying my thumb in the wind in… The journey being the adventure in… The walk all night to see your smi…
When I close my eyes all I see is… Together we became one, when I di… Now I feel something so deep insi… Your love is just so loving & your… I wanna show the world what God h…
The shadows walk The shadows crawl The shadows creep across the mor The shadows tiptoe to my door I sit alone in darkness binding
It seems like yesterday you was here, and if I had the chance I would do all of the things I hadn’t while you were near. If I had the chance I would shower you with love and compliment ...
if you have me what would you do, if i was you i would love cheerish and respect me more, if i gave you my heart what would you do, if i was you i would love me more, what if i don’t t...
Old Pete Parraday, he isn’t very… Or so the local gossips say - The… His crazy views and values, and th… ‘Better had he saved his money,’ s… ‘And not become a pensioner with a…
By Stanley Collymore You came into my life quite unexpe… so unsurprisingly as well; for in… that I can think of nothing like t… by me or strictly and being perfec…
Believe me, dear patrons, I have… Without any compass, or planet or… My dear native village I scarcely… So I’ll hie to my hive like the t… Hail home! sacred home! to my soul…