I’m living in a wet Christmas Just like the ones I’ve never kno… Where the treetops drip-drop And houses plip-plop From all the rain that has fallen
Why couldn’t I be normal? Is “Normal” really true? There is no normal just an in betw… There is no one right combination… We all have something wrong with u…
And though I have someone new From time to time I find That my thoughts are filled with y… Wondering if you changed your mind When you saw us on the street
O.,er the banks Of the boni doon Touch and sit by The slippery moon O,.er the fields of
The immortal spirit hath no bars To circumscribe its dwelling place… My soul hath pastured with the sta… Upon the meadow-lands of space. My mind and ear at times have caug…
Subtle pleasure from the remote boundaries of six fifty, Two beings incomparable being yin and yang compatible, Rendering the depth of the thought…
An open heart to a false reality. An open heart to a hardened world. A hardened heart from broken seren… A hardened heart to people and the… Only letting people into the heart…
“Beneath an artist’s skilled hand, Seas whispered tales, waves kissed… Canvas embraced a lighthouse tall, A beacon of solitude on the canvas… Within the watchman’s humble retre…
Sorry, I am a worthless disappoin… Sorry, you know what’s best for me… Sorry, I opened my mouth because… Sorry you gave birth to me because… Sorry God righteous Mother for br…
A Piece Of Me: Look further than the makeup on my… Really get to know me and you’ll f… You’ll start to notice when you th… When I’m on your mind, you’ll sta…
By Stanley Collymore More fawning monarchical bullshit from this prized pillock Rebecca English so clearly assiduously striving like fellow trollop Joan…
Dear Thomas, didst thou never pop Thy head into a tin-man’s shop? There, Thomas, didst thou never s… ('Tis but by way of simile) A squirrel spend his little rage
Every time I look around I see Y… Everything that has breath Man or woman Beast or tamed Has a purpose
Enough lying to my face. Enough pretending, you’re a disgra… Enough crying, I’ll hit your mout… Enough trying, you’ll just mess up… Enough talking, you speak too much…
How Good, How Good! To fly like a bird In the middle of a cloud, Spreading my wings With the joy it brings,
The music that gleams from my soul you have brought to light. Your every note is like a melody from heaven. Your ever lasting love is one of a kind. Your eyes are reminisce of the moon...
From the moment I saw you I felt… when our bodies touched my heart a… Knew that you were special to me, knew that we were meant to be. Even though I lived half my life…
The smile of the –absolute Darkne… The ocean of question are always r… The doctrines of foolisness are tr… In this broken Times, wheres the… In this broken time, a Faith will…
The holes in her chest Will never be filled with light. The misery will always cut through the darkness. She cannot feel happy;
Mo páistin deas, I did not know How cold the winter’s blast could… Into her heart, with what despair Earth drew her bloom and blossom f… How lone a man might come and go
I swear if I was going to drink Today would be it I’ve made up every excuse to justi… But I simply can’t afford it It’s not because of money
I saw love, sleeping in a dazed morning Amoung the atmosphere, swirling and howling The breeze, made to fall farther a
My heart is singing an amazing so… Tunes of hope joy peace belong Passion beats my yearning heart This is where my love starts This song can heal the lost
DARK glowed the vales of amethys… Beneath an opal shroud: The moon bud opened through the mi… Its white-fire leaves of cloud. Through rapt at gaze with eyes of…
Silently flying, All sorts of colors, Crunchy and smooth, Light and dark, You fall and fly,
We sat on the porch step and gazed… the moon was shy that night, like a traumatized convict, couldn’t show her face, she knew the disaster of our love,
—The poem is Not a city The poem is A murder A rape
If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone, - Then, my Lucasta, might I crave
Like some wild sleeper who alone a… Walks with unseeing eyes along a h… With death below and only stars ab… I, in broad daylight, walk as if i… Along the edges of life’s perilous…
We, each of us, spend all our live… Taking even when wants are met, And thoughts of greed surpass our… To take what we can get. Thanksgiving is a time of year whe…