Sweet serene skye-like Flower, Haste to adorn her Bower: From thy long clowdy bed, Shoot forth thy damaske head. II.
So you moved on and you’re so happy now, You should, thats all you ever wan… he’s gone forever you stopped caring
Why live in a mansion, When your all alone? An Eleven bedroom house Nothing but the sound of birds out… And an unhung phone
Above the clouds And below the stars Lie all of my dreams Alone in the dark All the decisions I face
Thus was Natalia loved and lost a… Some say that Adrian, having gain… Of his long hopes, and being of th… Too lightly for their constancy of… Or finding maybe that in spite of…
I must not close my eyes for this… dont wanna drift away from this be… Your eyes upon me Im decent and s… but I know you can see the true co… This feels like home I can feel t…
He doesn’t love me anymore. At least not like he used to. He has cheated on me over and over again. He has thrown me in rage over getting caught. He has threatened to leave me homeless ...
Beneath these shades, beside yon w… Lies Hawthorne’s manly form, the… The soul, that loved to meditate a… Might linger here unwilling to dep… But that a higher life has called…
The blue of the sky Meets the green of the sea In the white of thousands of years… Frozen in a two-sided mirror of ti… You look back to see the past reve…
YOU with the shell to your ear, What do you hear, Slim and so white In the moonlight? ‘Oh, I hear surging and shouting…
ONCE from the world of living me… I passed, by a strange fancy led, To a still City of the Dead, To call upon a citizen. He had been famous in his day;
By Stanley Collymore In my flight of fantasy I crash landed in your world of hypocrisy– but thankfully was
In the small, quiet room when gues… Home for the night and left him to… To thoughts of them and of the eve… To dishes left unwashed in the bas… And mute furniture left slightly a…
What Devils inside Me Insisted The Weak Shall be Led by the Str… A Labour of Love Torn and Twiste… Oh! How can a Life go so Wrong As I Lie here Consumed by the Si…
Still, Dorinda, I adore; Think I mean not to deceive you, For I loved you much before, And, alas! now love you more Though I force myself to leave yo…
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
I gaze at you with tears in my eye… through that betraying window of darkness that swallows the whole of my heart
Have you ever felt away with such… That it bellowed within, Echoing hollow, You feel yourself slowly letting g… Giving into the temptation,
WE’VE got the cholerer in camp—i… We’re dyin’ in the wilderness the… It’s before us, an’ be’ind us, an’… An’ the doctor’s just reported we’… Oh, strike your camp an’ go, the…
I keep hearing all these voices And I’m starting to think they’re… It’s out of my control I’m out of my mind All along I’ve been seeking
I shall go back again to the bleak… And build a little shanty on the s… In such a way that the extremest b… Of brittle seaweed shall escape my… But by a yard or two; and nevermor…
They lit a fire within their land… With splendid dreams they made it… They saw thy slowly paling cheek a… They bade thee live once more, Ka… And who dare quench the sacred fir…
Dear, why should you command me to… When now the night doth summon all… Methinks this time becometh lovers… Night was ordain’d together friend… How happy are all other living thi…
Happiness in a Psychiatric Facili… Right this second I am feeling so… Not upset, sad, depressed, or any… I’m happy and excited about whats… I don’t want to hide, but to my fo…
A shadow deep in the wave astern, A quiver of green, a sliding fin Shifting, but ever keeping the cou… Silent and keen as sin. Sometimes close in our wake he swa…
By Stanley Collymore He thinks that because he’s a butcher to the rich and famous, he’s now a cut above the
She always seemed to fall in love with hopeless things, hopeless ideas. It hurt, oh, it hurt. Every single time like putting a blade to her skin but in the same way it was soothing. She...
She sat in an old wicker chair, waiting on the front porch, breathing in the fresh air. Out by a house on the hills, where mindsets collapse and
Where is it you think that I’ve g… The deep end or some place beyond. Seeming a bit more withdrawn listening to different songs.
You are time consuming/ You are a liar/ None of your promises are kept/ Your dreams are a pie in the sky/ You are capable of creating discom…