People Like You Are The Reason I Move On Quick.Not About What You Say? Man Fuck That I Dont Waste My Time With It.Tryna Converse? Ok Im Am Nice But You Fucked With It.Knock Knock... Col...
By Stanley Collymore The stormclouds of my chequered life are happily starting to fade away and in their place an aura of quiet optimism
Snowflakes become a curtain, That moves without a sound, Silently falling to the earth, To cover all around, Winter gives it’s dying gasps,
There’s laughter I hear each nigh… Also some words, but I can’t tell… I think I’m planing to take my on… For under my pillow, I found a la… I don’t remember me, placing it th…
Darkness and light Fight for my days Yet the darkness is the Shadow that stays Not evil, not depression
BROCK. You may be right, Lefroy… I stand by old tradition and the p… My father’s God is wise enough fo… And wise enough this gray world’s… LEFROY. I tell you, Brock,
By Stanley Collymore After our short meeting together… at the time how best to react to i… we were complete strangers to each… had come on separate holidays, and…
The British so-called royal family was jealous, and evidently felt threatened, requisite their deeply entrenched and abhorrent delusional white master race superiority but Meghan’s popu...
There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and antisemitism
Her mouth, that scarlet herald of… Pouts just a little, but enough to… That nature’s self, who knew her p… Laid endless kisses on its topmost… These moulded lips were never shap…
Grandma Gretchen’s in her rocker and she has something to say. She tells a visitor, a young man from the city, if he plans to write a book about life on a farm in the Fifties, he likely...
The harvest moon it was aglow…. T… When clouds of darkness filled the… As Fire Thunder filled the air…… As bright as daylight flashing bri… As Fire Thunder came and went my…
Hold your mad hands! for ever on y… Must the gorged vulture clog his b… For ever must your Niger’s tainte… Roll to the ravenous shark his ban… Hold your mad hands! and learn at…
As I walk, I talk to myself about the things that are happening.
You can’t know what you will decid… But you will know when you have de… You can’t know how you will act on… But you already know what is at st… Everything hangs in the balance;
I am the type of girl that holds on to everything.I hold on to every moment that we spend together.I hold on to every kiss we shared, to every I love you.I hold on and then comes to fin...
Control RocknRoll listen to a friends advice dont you ruin it all you live only once, so think twice… The moon tells me its no longer J…
To see yourself within the mirror. What surprised you first– the mask… Hidden lies, secrets and tears. Dropped off the edge, the end is n… Gravity was never one to make you…
Candles, rugs, ourselves Bongos, laughing, vision The riddle, the Bells, the yell Ruptured, departed, the shelves Your my illusion to get by this ug…
She entered in an instant She left just as fast I should have done something That would have made it last Now she’s gone
Black clouds rolling in and throug… Tympanis pounding in a witch’s bre… Tempest racing in the northern sky Flocks of trumpets on the fly Hell is forming on the blackened s…
Dream is to run…… just to say “Fuck this and be gone… Just to wake up to the waves that… Is more than a reason to leave whe… Wake up to the warmth, not just to…
I’ll confess something dire and na… It disappears, Flowing out of my head, never itse… The river keeps Nothing as it passes. Mist-prisme…
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
To sacrifice one self on the alter… Is a noble deed, and is a worthwhi… To lose one self in the pages of t… To comprehend chapter, metaphor an… To fathom out the meanings of hidd…
In the land of the dead, where sil… There lies a poem that no one expl… A story of sorrow, of grief, and o… A tale that no one ever dares to p… It speaks of a time when life was…
I see it time and time again that beauty’s made by what is spen… A beauty that demands a price with outer glow and inner ice. And observation seems to tell
“Mírame, maldita bastarda, Ancha caminaste con las suelas Flacas y nauseabundas llenas De tu estúpida llamada. “Mejor ven y hazme correr,
All that I dream By day or night Lives in that stream Of lovely light. Here is the earth,
My secret treasure you’ll be mine forever I’ll hold you close and never let… you’re presense screans for attent… Don’t worry you have mine