My Favourite season is Autumn. I love the vibrant shades of orang… All the trees align near the dam . One tree remains exposed to the b… Three Swans swim swiftly in circu…
By Stanley Collymore In Britain there’s an inured dumb… that is fittingly and therefore en… puerile minds of its progenitors a… actively and self-servingly encour…
My life is filled with love and jo… My minds been twisted like a toy The world I live in is the best I hurt people and miss the rest I love people and get hurt in the…
Let me begin with the statement th… I am here to portray the facts tha… We as Americans live in a changin… Where the once prosperous white ma… This is the land of the brave and…
FAINT grew the yellow buds of li… Far flickering beyond the snows, As leaning o’er the shadowy white Morn glimmered like a pale primros… Within an Indian vale below
As I look out at the world I don’… Because my Heart has been tricked… I use to believe that this was a w… Yet now I’m imprisioned in such a… My heart was what I gave most of…
My mind is an endless canvas of passion, dreams, and desire. Not mere lust, no lust, is not part of my mission; but it is that of healing that embodies my thoughts which allow me to tal...
I wish I could be the Lone Ranger Instead like everyone else I’m the known stranger
I sit in uncertainty Sleep in confusion Awake in doubt Wade in the chaos Dwell in what could be
O, Little David, play on your har… That ivory harp with the golden st… And sing as you did in Jewry Land… Of the Prince of Peace and the G… And the coming Christ Immanuel.
THE folks, that on the first of… Wore winter coats and hose, Began to say, the first of June, ‘Good Lord! how hot it grows!’ At last two Fahrenheits blew up,
The butcher grins, watches his han… Recently departed lined the sidewa… Tortured bloodied hands tied behin… If only, if only the dead can talk But pictures can for everyone to s…
O TIME! who know’st a lenient ha… Softest on sorrow’s wound, and slo… (Lulling to sad repose the weary s… The faint pang stealest unperceive… On thee I rest my only hope at la…
Good little girl, always picking a fight with me. You know that I’m bad, but yo… spending the night
What I lack in subtlety I make up for in volume
By Stanley Collymore Courageously Muhammad Ali you wer… irrationally discriminatorily and… of inspirational hope purposely an… shining undauntedly for those who…
Ladies; Do not chase after a guy For if you do He will crush your heart like a co… Especially if he know you have str…
First I must tell you of the Suns… He is an Angel only with dark hai… The most wonderful reason to be al… When I look into those curious ey… Such a sweet and loving child, yet…
You spoke with lightning Inside my thimble heart And I was a wily-winded boy Treaded on those far-reached stair… I painted you
Sick of not being able to sleep Which equals tiring days Something’s playing on my mind This stupid balloon craze! Yes they call it laughing gas
DO you remember how, one autumn n… We sat upon the rocks and watched… In dreamlike silence, while the mo… On you and me? How, as we lingered musing, side b…
V.1-8,16-18,22 C. M. Support for the afflicted and temp… O God, my refuge, hear my cries, “Behold my flowing tears;
You can spend your whole life desp… Waiting for the stars to fall to y… Praying for them to powder your ch… Until finally, that boy that sculp… And you will feel whole.
Wisteria, hysteria is as obvious a… as Viagra and Niagara there must… honeymooners traditionally went to… which were, said the divine Oscar, an American bride’s second biggest…
I pour paint on the road pink paint, nothing much just enough so the ugly concert no… the pink paint seems to be happy laying on the road facing the sky
Thank you so much to each voluntee… If it weren’t for you Many of us wouldn’t be here You touch our Mommy’s lives one b… Saving a daughter, then a son
STEELY stars and moon of brass, How mockingly you watch me pass! You know as well as I how soon I shall be blind to stars and moon… Deaf to the wind in the hemlock tr…
I’ve lived this life he cried, I’ve watched people in there lives… I’ve seen everything in life it se… I’ve been in places you would neve… I’ve seen views to die for too,
Fuck your preconceived notion of happiness and contentment. Fuck your false reality and what you think is individuality. You speak of practice and patience and yet stand by and twitch n...
Aphrodite The infinite Uranus Euphemism was tore And thrown by god time To the ocean’s core.