Hope begins to fade, This life lost amongst the shades, Dead eyes barely see, Hardened hearts can’t even bleed, Societies fallen to infection,
When I was only three, my daddy p… I sat there wondering why he left… I didn’t understand the reality of… I can barely word anything, otherw… When I started to get older
A reporter asked Wilbur once if there were any advantages to being deaf and Wilbur used sign language to say not that he could think of
She stands in front of the mirror… She takes a stop back and looks at… She never felt as pretty as all th… She compared herself to every girl… No matter what anyone told her it…
WE SPECKED as boys o’er work… By littered fiat and muddy stream, We watched the whim horse trudging… And rode upon the circling beam, Within the old uproarious mill
Moving forward is an essential tas… Left behind me is a broken past, Guidance and wisdom I direly seek… For now I have reached my emotion… Wearing a mask was my honorable du…
Out of the bitter, the sweet; Out of the pain, the joy; Out of the mists, the morning star… Out of my travail, my boy. Out of old flesh, new flesh;
By Stanley Collymore If as you say you’re reciprocally… additionally an quite ostentatious… declaration of yours well known, w… feel it incumbent on you and there…
What’s is this life I live? Who is this person standing before me? Why am I such a fool? my heart gets played like a tool, a tool that can not be fixed .. I’m tired of my mind playing t...
i waited for the other shoe to dro… oh, it did. “i’m sorry,” i said, “for trying t… you smile and say, “i’m used to it… “you shouldn’t be.”
Come to me, O ye children! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed m… Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows,
My lass, when God to suffer sent me, no gifts he gave, but only lent me for gold, my breath,
your sprawling eye has no hurrican… a gentle edge, a softer rain, that scent you wear, like cakes ba… I get pulled into your shop as I… and you stand there enticing me
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
When you make a promise it should… It shouldn’t be the first thing to… My heart is crying but it wont sho… Cause i hid it inside getting dark… Deep within my sleep my sadness ha…
center What’s the catch? The allure of it all The danger feels so far away, but… Forget the memories, forget the pr…
A little dog disturbed my trust in… I praised most faithfully All the great things that be, Man’s pain and pleasure even; I said though hard this weighing
GRAY-HEADED POETS, whom the… With life and health and chance st… To hold your forward course—fame a… Close at your side; Who easier won your bays because t…
My dissertation defense fell apart even as I read my title– The Bronze Age: A Golden Age of…
Alone I sit upon my throne; alone… The meat I have, the clothes I we… None in the land has such as I; n… Yet none I meet in daily walk can… I do recall, oh yes, the days wher…
Sitting at my desk, Your image comes to my mind. I wonder where you’re at, I really want to see you. For the last 30 minutes of school,
OF THREE CHILDREN CHOOS… A CHAPLET OF VERSE You and I and Burd so blithe’ Burd so blithe, and you, and I’ The Mower he would whet his scyth…
He liked to play in raw valleys, Fields of green grass, He always ran through naked, Not checking before entering, One day he got bit by a garden sna…
Fair Warning Dragging excess baggage has made m… exotic expletives at passersby but all I can accomplish is to let… to wave in bold defiance at the sk…
like waiting for a letter, or a package to arrive then tearing apart
For thirty years secluded from man… Here Marten linger’d. Often have… Echoed his footsteps, as with even… He paced around his prison: not to… Did Nature’s fair varieties exist…
Tell me thou safest End of all ou… Why wreched Mortals do avoid thee… Thou gentle drier o’th’ afflicteds… Thou noble ender of the Cowards F… Thou sweet Repose to Lovers sad d…
In his malodorous brain what slugs… Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, gu… His body lodged a rat where men nu… The world flashed grape-green eyes… To him. On fragments of an old sh…
The reason every man has his price is because he always fails to real… 1. that he can never get what he w… 2. this makes his desire priceless
‘Phoebe! Phoebe! Where is the chi… When I want her most she’s out of… Child, you’re running a long accou… Up, to be squared on Judgment-day… ‘Where have you been? and what hav…