The blood from my finger tips begin to slip onto the floor, Suddenly theres a knock at my door I try to clean it up I whipe away the tears as they walk in only to see the man thats caus...
THERE was a sound of hurrying fe… A tramp on echoing stairs, There was a rush along the aisles,… It was the hour of prayers. And on, like Ocean’s midnight wav…
Rusted tins and loaded bins I lie here shrieking to the wind I’m a pile, a mess, a broken cowar… looking at passers by they move fast like robots
Ask me Ask me how, I feel inside… Not good, but I’m just trying to… People are not looking out for me… Asking me how my life is going to…
When you look, in the mirror, who… The person, you are, or the one Y… Can you look, past yourself, and t… Will your actions help, or will th… The reflection, that you see, can…
How can I begin to explain how mu… How can I tell you how you have c… You make me smile and laugh again… I can’t believe how much you touch… Whenever I’m away from you i feel…
Some people want things to be thei… Life is not a straight path to wal… Curve balls comes on the way Have to dodge them to survive the… The journey of life
The government isn’t a voice of th… Telling society what they can and… We were founded on democracy, but… The people don’t have a say so in… They spend money we don’t have, fo…
The pain I feel today Is different to pain I feel every… Telling my family about the pain, to be brushed away to never be see… The knowing of what is going to ha…
As morning arrives, my eyes visual… the horizon at a slow pace. My lun… contract as breath escapes my body… while the sun illuminates my face.… they were suspended in mid air. A…
Perishables must be ingested, so i… how is it that we overlook such a… How far must reality be dissected,… A thing... how impersonal, though… As we separate and enter the most…
Where should I find myself? Is it within the pages of my heart’s tears to where in my mind is drowning. Is it where my soul shot a timid force? Is it within the tips of my fingers to pl...
Come hither, who grow cloyed to su… With lyric draughts o’ersweet, fro… On Hybla not Parnassus mountain:… With beakers rinsed of the dulcifl… Hither, and see a magic miracle
“Could it be that I stopped feeli… “Is it that I’m incarnating the S… “Could it be i have changed? “Could it be that I have had a br… “Could it be i don’t feel?
I NEVER KNEW THAT I W…
By Stanley Collymore Whatever has happened to the religious, moral and as well as the societal concept “for better or for worse; for rich…
No me importa ignorarte en pleno d… Hostígame que eso es lo que quiero… Acostumbrado estoy a tu obra divin… Y cuando salgo sabes que te espero… No me pierdas de tu furor así de f…
I lie here sleeplessly with you heavy on my mind. My thoughts, my memories are a paralysis that takes me over. I desperately try think of anything, anyone, any moment but one shared wit...
I woke up this morning thinking of you reached for your warmth as I always would do. Your side of the bed
In a thousand years when possessio… And a thousand more where metal i… When the past lays bare with scat… Days remembered long ago as ancien… Our lives forgotten, devoured into…
Can we disappear together? Just you and I Where all our worries are left beh… Can we dance until the sunrise? With you staring in my eyes
You did your best from the outset. Like the noblest of Girl Scouts, you scoured
By Stanley Collymore You’re as common as muck even thou… you in this explicit way I’m doing… to a commodity that is much prized… community for the essentially prod…
Our forefathers were living their… As a generation we live our life a… Our forefathers sacrificed their l… As a generation we put at risk our… We must stand for good and bad nor…
Orphan Ontology (an obituary for… swap the snapping turtle for shado… it’s Plato’s cave all the way down shimmering hexagonal revelations stream through my Dimethyltryptami…
two eyes peeled and on you all the… this bespoke majesty of hurried ga… sanctity comes at the cost of one… the periscope of nosiness comes an… a black two dimensional picture is…
As I lay hear and wait The apple is staring at me I want to take a bite If I do I will sleep I have no prince
What, so beyond all madnesse is th… Now he hath got out of himself! His fatal enemy the Bee, Nor his deceiv’d artillerie, His shackles, nor the roses bough
why am I always late racing to the gate wondering of my fate you’ll make it is what they say arrive, just another delay
There will always be someone prettier, smarter, and more talented than you but their will never be someone 'like’ you...