I’m drowning but I don’t feel a t… I’m under water yet I still can b… I’m surrounded by a whole new worl… Water works and bubbles float. But I’m drowning and no one has a…
Rough and unfinished the ore is he… The mineral dense and filled with… All eyes see it’s value and potent… Beauty is only limited by the imag… Seeming indifferent craftsmen wait…
every gaze into the night sky yiel… each glint a reflection of your dr… for every night and day you were b… so let those dreams continue to ta… as the universe reveals a spectrum…
How Love came in, I do not know, Whether by th’eye, or ear, or no; Or whether with the soul it came, At first, infused with the same; Whether in part ’tis here or there…
My flower-wise passion drives You away to graves of my people That I loved and I yearn for They whisper secrets to me That collapse my person
Depressed but can’t be bothered to… Sorrow is the plastic bag cutting… But don’t dare let anyone know nor… We suffocate in misery and silence Depressed but can’t be bothered to…
I cover your body in my thoughts w… As a soft rose exit of the garden… Being threshed their soft petals w… And placing in the perfume the hea… What heap of illusions for this he…
Hummingbird I sit by the bed, her hand in mine… As the world slowly goes by. Every second ticks in my head. Until her hand slips, down, down o…
A plain translation. Praise to o… Ye nations round the earth, rejoic… Before the Lord, your sovereign K… Serve him with cheerful heart and… With all your tongues his glory si…
There it is again in cloudy skies,… but everytime you face my disguise… Empty smiles and stuttered words,… and I curse the crucious day, when… Intercultural acquaintances and a…
You are the best thing Because things like that do not co… You are my moon and sun Because you make my days real. You are my best friend,
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
Isolated In My Own Abode, Bonds Well And Truly Gone, Could It Just Be Paranoia, It Feels I’m The Only One, My World Is Slowly Morphing,
WEE Willie Gray, and his leather… Peel a willow wand to be him boots… The rose upon the breir will be hi… The rose upon the breir will be hi… Wee Willie Gray, and his leather…
Where were you When I needed you How come you never once Said I love you Why did you try to kill me
By Stanley Collymore Look at the vast number of police officers they have guarding the door of what’s undoubtedly a rather posh private hospital! Sh…
They laugh at him because he’s weak by their standards but they don’t realize they’ve signed a
Full moon rising on the waters of… Lakes and moon and fires, Cloine tires, Holding her lips apart. Promises of slumber leaving shore…
What will you give me, if I will… ‘A golden gown To come sweetly down, And deck you from foot to head.’ How will you keep me, if I am col…
Say, dearest Villiers, poor depar… (Since fleeting life thus suddenly… Say, what did all thy busy hopes a… That anxious thou from pole to pol… Ere on thy chin the springing bear…
This salvation, Deeper than the hollow of my grave Stares back with menacing Eyes, void of hope, but lacking fe… I stall,
Sitting in class thinking about yo… All that ive put you threw I wish you only knew Im sorry for what I did to you I was wrong you were right
When I would sing of crooked stre… On, on from me they stretch too fa… And at their look my song all powe… And down the river bears me with i… Amid the fields I am a child agai…
She had been drowning her whole li… What did it matter to drown once a…
Who are you? For me to justify myself to I like what I like And who I like So why is that bothering you?
Low, like another’s, lies the laur… The life that seemed a perfect son… Carry the last great bard to his l… Land that he loved, thy noblest vo… Land that he loved, that loved him…
How shall I sing? the thing I cra… To say is speechless as a Lover’s… How shall I give to thee What even now is all so wholly thi… That but by losing thee in me
He speaks with a purpose that dema… with soft, soliloquy of word to sh… the emulsification, the blood of b… and women carrying the weight of m… Storyteller. Anthropologist.
Hill. Over the hill. The others live.
Here at the roots of the mountains… Between the sombre legions of ceda… The rapids charge the ravine: A little light, cast by foam under… Wavers about the shimmering stems…