If a dream could come to life I w… If a nightmare really happened I… If love really existed I would em… If the rain stopped I would dance… If my heart would never break I w…
You smell of incense and fire. I breathe you in. Consumed – I burn in your presenc… I have found ecstasy In the darkness
The embers of fury born from the dying fire of rage twist in the metal grate winking.
Hark, the rain is on my roof! Every murmur, through the dark, Stings me with a dull reproof Like a half-extinguished spark. Me! ah me! how came I here,
as the piano keys played, where past reminisced. as I laid down and broke in silenc… inside me, hatred and pity dispens… bamboozled as it is,
I WILL not wake you, dear; no te… To chill the still bed where you l… No cry, no word, shall break the s… Of the great silence where God le… I will not tease your grave with f…
Words get trapped, Caught like a fox in headlights, Startled. These are the ramblings Of a mad woman, forever wrapped In skin. No exposure.
Today I am more beautiful than I… Today I walk taller than I did ye… Today I learnt that no one can up… Today I am me Today I am free
Quivering fears, heart-tearing car… Anxious sighs, untimely tears, Fly, fly to courts, Fly to fond worldling’s sports, Where strained sardonic smiles are…
You open your eyes to the world Knowing it’s not consummate or exq… You slowly begin to percieve it as… Constantly consuming negativity an… Exploring for answers as to why is…
Broom out the floor now, lay the f… And plant this bee-sucked bough of… And let the window down. The butt… Floats in upon the sunbeam, and th… Tanned face of June, the nomad gi…
By Stanley Collymore I’ll not compromise my principles… to gain popularity, and hope you’l… it in you not to ask me to. For wi… principles to serve as the bulwark
Fir, that on this moor austere, Without kin or neighbour near, Utterest now bleak winter’s moan As if its vext soul were thine own… Unbefriended, placed like thee,
Our fathers, brave men were and st… And whisky was their daily liquor; They used to move the world along In better style than now—and quick… Elections then were sport, you bet…
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
Scratch Scratch at my skin, Cannot shift my broken limbs Water overfills the bath, Hide the markings of his wrath Dream Dream to escape,
Sitting on her bed Lighter in her hand Pain rushing through her head Can barely even stand She took parts of her and threw it…
Butterflies dance around my head,… I feel the suns heat and wish to f… I long for the sizzle of your lips… Your hand reaching, unlocking the… Our lips locking, our hearts racin…
Free falling, travelling through t… Souls collide and interlace Cosmic connection, love and affect… Ether meets water, earth, fire and… Earth is inviting lets comet there
There’s been fierce argument of la… In my vicinitee, Between the Commonwealth and Stat… For I fell out with me. I am a sturdy Federalist,
Kindred to the moon Affinity When the eye is closed So closes her divinity If you look for a clue
If treasures of the world were mea… I would be the happiest person, but why is it that all treasures o… I don’t understand, besides money… it can yes but not everything.
summer has gone by too soon oh how I will miss you all the late nights and sleeping i… watching the little kids ride bike… I will miss the warm weather and t…
like waiting for a letter, or a package to arrive then tearing apart
Thousands of times Over and over again Expressing his heart and mind Staying out of the summer rain Writing his feelings over and over
A life that resonates Like a fate you wish you were a pa… Those doors, windows and gates Swing open but remain locked And that superficial feeling of de…
Who hath his fancy pleased With fruits of happy sight, Let here his eyes be raised On Nature’s sweetest light; A light which doth dissever
I miss my life... how it used to b… I miss my life... how it supposed… On the road... thinking on singing… And our home... sleeping together… I meant to be... the one who sees.…
I lost myself somehow on the way. A little more everyday. I lost my smile. No one has seen it in a while. I lost that look in my eyes and I’m not sure why. I lost my voice. I felt I had...
A prison within a prison, seems all is worthless, bored just meandering around day after day plastic soul in decay without a clue. What have I left behind? Scarted arms, a nomadic path ...