Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
I have learned the greatest lesson… Not to think with your head or you… But to always trust your gut and i… And believe things that seem a lit… Things that make you feel curious…
By Stanley Collymore My belief in you isn’t only paramo… for you represent the kind of futu… personally subscribe to and will d… and in collaboration with those of…
Rainfall rattles the summer to pie… I hear our cadence in its broadcas… Its meter and the quiver and the s… We are mid-transmission, the sound… All sounds that sticks like the me…
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
NOR force nor fraud shall sunder… Who north or south, on east or wes… Native to noble sounds, say truth… Freedom for freedom, love for love… For God; O ye who in eternal yout…
It’s like I let my feelings get the best of me I’m in love with someone that I know I can’t have cause if loving yu is wrong then I dont wanna be right n I’m not gone lie its fun while ...
Life is like a game of chess With Strategic decisions That cause a ripple effect Some of us cautious Others act to quick
God took the fragrance of a flower… The gentleness of morning dew– Th… The beauty of the twilight hour–… The laughter of a rippling brook–… The tender care of an angel– The…
My dad was a very religious man He always told me You’ve made your bed now you’ve got to not eat in it
Could you tell me I at least mean… You told me I was the only one to… how easy it is to lie. Was I the only one who awoke to f… face stained with tears and wrist…
did you know if sharks stop swimmi… my mother found joy in domesticity… with three kids and a husband, bak… and good for her, good for fucking… my safe place is flats filled with…
suppressed deep within the rainbow formerly feared hidden no longer
I got that fire pack it’s a smoker ace of the deck not a joker clear the chips fast playing poker
She inched closer with the deepest… A voice in her right ear, a voice… White little scars were left unkis… “You wont be missed,” she thought… “Whats heaven like?” She couldn’…
‘For ever with the Lord!’ Amen, so let it be; Life from the dead is in that word… ’Tis immortality. Here in the body pent,
Flag of the great republic, banner… Carried aloft for freedom in many… Torn by the shot of tyrants in bat… The rallying hope of our fathers b… But what is it but a rag, save it…
There is a lovely noise about your… Above the shoutings of the city cl… More than a moment’s merriment, wh… Will greater grow with every mello… The people will not bear you down…
All things are Thine: no gift hav… Lord of all gifts, to offer Thee; And hence with grateful hearts to-… Thy own before Thy feet we lay. Thy will was in the builders’ thou…
By Stanley Collymore I took my dreams and carefully wra… them up in cotton wool very much a… expose them to the harsh realities… by doing so, while I doubtlessly p…
Love you are amazing.. You obviously have spiritual powers because I can’t get rid of you. I think about you everyday. Every minute I’d be lying if I said you didn’t have control over ...
Your beautiful sweet and lovely to… angel face and skys of blue rainbows mountains and sunsets too there is just so many words that d… so in conclusion i have to say
‘I love the Lord,’ is still the s… This heart delights to sing: But I reply—your thoughts are vai… Perhaps ’tis no such thing. Before the power of love divine
I’m just a girl trying to make it… Constantly fearing people are goin… Always afraid to get to close, but… I degrade myself worse then my ene… I act impulsively to acceptance an…
You say that you love me, But your actions say no You say that you love me, But you tend to ignore me so You say that you love me,
A railway conductor who lost his l… railway, May 9, 1873. CONDUCTOR BRADLEY, (always… Be said with reverence!) as the sw… Smitten to death, a crushed and ma…
Bright sunny day. There’s a time, in each
Resting, free from regret ... Once alone left with a heart cold… Now free free to be the real me no… Happiness has arrived please stay… Free!
The bird that soars on highest win… Builds on the ground her lowly nes… And she that doth most sweetly sin… Sings in the shade when all things… In lark and nightingale we see
Fill this taciturn vessel with lugubrious melodies, there are no other sounds but melancholic petals shed from springtime’s