Down by the river, the water flows… A melancholy feeling within me gro… The gentle current, a soothing sou… Yet my heart is heavy, weighed dow… The river moves on, never looking…
Winter comes; and our complaints Grow apace as summer faints, Waning days grow dull and drear, Something tells, too well, I fear… That I’ve found a germ or two;
Tan simple como un beso.
By Stanley Collymore Just in case you quite evidently dimwittedly proud and overly sycophantic serfs are thus unaware of it let me confidently r…
Continued from pt1 Or making you question the classes… I had no idea what Albert Camus l… But the strainger made him my only… For months while I traveled at ei…
Hail, Solihull! respectful I salu… Thy walls; more awful once! when,… Of festive freedom and domestic ea… With throbbing heart, to the stem… Of pedagogue morose I sad return’…
If I could die, Let me die knowing, As I sit here thinking, like you let them there wondering. When you have numbered my days,
Let Britain boast her British hos… About them all right little care w… Not British seas nor British coas… Can match the Man of Tipperary! II.
I’d like to ask you how you are, I’d just like to hear you speak, Your voice the music that I need, But the heart might start to leak, I need you as apart of my life,
Memories unfolding in the midnight… Whispers of secrets, the answers t… A painted picture at the end of th… Now right in front of me as clear… I’ll have emeralds and Ruby’s
GOD Lyaeus, ever young, Ever honour’d, ever sung, Stain’d with blood of lusty grapes… In a thousand lusty shapes Dance upon the mazer’s brim,
For years my eyes were closed but now they open and see the giant city that I call home The wind carries story of the people which go through life everyday speed for location. I stand...
Bondage I dreamt one day … I would beat the struggle with my… I would catch him from his feet an… He would land directly on his rear…
I like having a label Dad says I get too wrapped up in… But it is nice to know that I’m n… There is something else Something broken
For my life is finally right But I still cry at night I cried when my mother passed away But I have an angel looking after… From love and despair
I love myself and hate myself at the same time I am bi polor and not afraid to admit it im brave bold and confident if I set my mind to something u danm well best belive im gonna live u...
The lurk is a creature of destruct… Be it a stable and promising churc… Be it a well built and well kept h… Be it a joyful party gathering Be it a growing and thriving econo…
When old ADAM bit the apple, And thereafter had to grapple With hard toil to earn his daily b… There’s no doubt that he protested That his 'rights’ had been moleste…
By Stanley Collymore Follow your dreams by all means but sensibly leave a clear trail back to reality in case you should unfortunately
The sun bursts into a million spar… Long, short, yellow, orange, Bathing everything in a honey hue, Drowning the city in a sea of gold… The smog bleeds into the sky at th…
A civilization requires a high degree of both technological and cultural develop… So what do you call it when technological development
Screaming the doors open wide And lead you down inside Down to your pit of despair Never to return for air The claw marks that you leave
If I don’t make it home, I pray t… I swear I tried to be, the man my… thou it seems I wanted, always to… Choices seem to me, illusions, con… Really thought I was special til…
I refuse to stop loving due to another persons insecurities and inability to believe in me she wasnt able to see see the genuine drive for romance in me but only the broken pieces her p...
Dim apprehension of a trust Comes over me this quiet hour, As though the silence were a flowe… And this, its perfume, dark like d… My individual self would cling
to settle is to drop down a deep dark hole and though
I hold this rose under my nose Betimes to hold the leaves you lef… These lights before my face Seem like fluttering butterflies Rapid in movement
When we think of that perfect drea… It can involve so many things, Maybe it consists of thoughts, Of what satisfaction brings, It might be that perfect woman,
love your heart love your soul your absence away has taken its toll above me
O prophetess Our Mary Baptized in the holy spirit, in the cleansing blood of the figh… of the dreamers,