How strangely lone unto myself I… Listening and looking for I know… Turning my head with terror cold a… At wandering whispers of a music l… Familiar pieces of my being flow
Listening to the world unfold, Not to understand at all. A certain talent that’s foretold, A life that’s yet to call. Tiny features that start to form,
I never knew a broken heart could keep on breaking.You keep on sending your love but no ones there to take it.Rivers of tears keep a steady flow…But no ones there to know.It’s you, you ...
So smile just one more fake smile, try to cover up one more bloody sc… whisper to the world “im fine” one… because now you’ve finally found h… Darling, your pain has been relea…
Darling you're lost, you’ll never be found. Sit by yourself and look at the clouds. Do you wish you were dead? Do you wish you were gone? You're all alone in this cold dark world. You t...
John would look in the mirror and… At the thinning of his hair, Making wishes, needs and wants, For a thatch upon his bonce. How can someone as young as he,
She who gives all, and yet withhol… Gives nothing worthy for a man to… Gives as the wanton, who for lucre… Or passion’s solace, plays the sel… What are the thrills of ecstasy th…
I wander the hills. where the wild wind blows and curse the Gods for their tyran… is their vengence fair or just? for the lies i told
They walk They talk Just passenger Just love me They love
I do what I will, for love is the law, love under will! I have achieved eternal life then I live that life my own way with my own path... I have make my own family, I enjoy it, love it ...
I cannot change, as others do, Though you unjustly scorn; Since that poor swain that sighs f… For you alone was born. No, Phyllis, no, your heart to mo…
i just want to know my way is right or not but just now i can find my way is full of wrong how it would be right
There’s an eeriness to beauty No distinction to map out the chan… Many textures molded onto blank ho… Uncontrolled by the limits set in… It can uncoil with the slightest a…
Love is the bedrock of connections… In relationships, its power beyond… The bond unites, the tie binds. Illustrious bonds, all weaving hea… Tender moments whispered, love’s s…
The darkness of night, the pale so… I’m a washed up mermaid with a hea… I’m a scar on the hands of the abu… I am the skeleton on the forest fl… I am only ever held by hands that…
You were always a dreamer, Rose -… As you swung on your perfumed spra… Swinging, and all the world was tr… Swaying, what did it trouble you? A rose will fade in a day.
I dream of taking my last breath The last inhale before going under… I dream of my arms bleeding out The last cut that deep enough to k… I dream of sleeping and never waki…
An unexpected force has taken over… It has devoured me with its kiss. Has spun me around with its passio… Taken me on a journey to the edge. Divinity within its greatness.
I am driven everywhere from a clin… O autumn eves! and I ween’d that… have made, when your smouldering d… close room for my heart, where I m… of days and ways I had trod, and l…
We all were exotic by birth, outlander here before our liberati… on this delta We never fought for our luck for our bread and butter not even…
As I watch the clouds go by, I give out a loud sigh, Just thinking about you makes me c… When will i’ll see you again? Members of mine see you as a threa…
PLANT it safe and sure, my child… Then cease watching and cease weep… You have done your utmost part: Leave it with a quiet heart: It will grow while you are sleepin…
These gusts of passion blown in ma… Through heart and spirit and conce… May to my ear be wafted back again From him who pauses where I one t… I cannot hope each motion of my bl…
England my mother, Wardress of waters. Builder of peoples, Maker of men,- Hast thou yet leisure
Once, when my husband was a child,… To his father’s table, one who cal… In sunbleached corduroys paler tha… His look was grave and kind; he bo… Of the dead singer of Senlac, and…
This is the house where I was bre… The wind blows through it without… The wind bitten by the roadside mi… Here brake I loaf, here climbed t… The fuchsia on the window sill;
It’s painful to be at a distance,… My circle is already small, Yet I… Everyone at arms length, I can’t… Different directions each are in,… Why can’t I have someone of mine,…
I pretend it’s what I need, agree… I nod at your cues, I sign where… You know of my mistakes, a few rou… It’s a ready made answer, for my t… But what do I do when the lights…
Again, she stands there: tear stre… Our passion for our ruin - consumi… But that wasn’t what we had seen o… We see that in this moment, like s… We see it through all that’s left…
Every rose has its thorns Just as every field of wheat has w… But whoever tries to find the rose In a field of wheat?