Wind rising in the alleys My spirit lifts in you like a bann… You are full of unspent dreams.... You are laden with beginnings.... There is hope in you... not sweet.…
Way I feel about you way too deep Holding back my feeling’s for you Fears I’m feeling deep down insid… I been there before many times Not sure taking the risk again wor…
As he looked into her eyes his hand crept across her chin, He tried to emphasize the scent th… lingered on her skin. fresh cut wood and faded dreams,
Promise of Peace Flanders… by Theodore Nelson Newham Teritorial Force 6591 This poem was read over and over a… Cornflower and buttercup, poppy an…
who do they think they are my fami… the one i was born into the one I got blood traces to in p… parts of me look around with disda… and wonder why am i
Music brings us memory, yet we hav… And when the darkness arrives, wha… Will we remember the past, or will… And if we hold the things that wer… Tomorrow is another day, yet an an…
Last night I slept in the Ocean Close to the Ocean’s floor. What woke me from my slumber Was washing up on shore. A Journey to the Sea
A straight old fossicker was Lank… Who clung to that in spite of frie… A grim and grizzled worshipper of… All other arts and industries desp… Bare-boned and hard, with thin lon…
We watch it take the life We watch it grow We watch it shrink We sleep with it We wake up with it
Dawn-cool, dew-cool Gleams the surface of my pool Bird haunted, fern enchanted, Where but tempered spirits rule; Stars do not trace their mystic li…
Greed is a good thing. The greedyest people in this world are the ones that have the most. the natural instinct that every one of us has to want more and to simply be whoever we want t...
id rather have the taste of your goodbye on my lips than any new hello but all the leaves on the trees and
Rest, and be thankful! On the ver… Of the tall cliff rugged and grey, But whose granite base the breaker… And shiver their frothy spray, Outstretched, I gaze on the eddyi…
Caught in the midst of the Lack of noise But this, deafening silence Makes it seem like I’m Hearing screaming
Here you are, grand old sensualist… And here are the three goddesses displaying their charms to Paris. It was all one to you &mdash g… Your world was all curves of flesh
Past the calm lake where, Geese usually flock, Through and through, A shattered rock path that, Has been forgot,
I’ve seen it in you eyes. You deny your fears. I call that… Not fearing any type of darkness. But you fear the one true concept… Not fearing nor feeling any pain t…
It’s the love that never ends, it’s the love you cant help but share with your friends, it’s the love that pumps your blood, the love that you’ll call love, the one your always thinking...
She claimed to be beautiful like everyone else, while others laughed and felt free one was missing; Everyone sleeping and she awoke,
Khalid
My heart broke in two, the day you… Confessions on the pain you caused… that was filled with love, joy and… As my heart bleeds, the remaining… We shared as gone forever
In and out through Time and Space The Phoenix spins within a line That no other life form can trace However devout or divine. Though its body may be mortal
BE HIS rest the rest he sought: Calm and deep. Let no wayward word or thought Vex his sleep. Peace—the peace that no man knows—
OH, well the world is dreaming Under the April moon, Her soul in love with beauty, Her senses all a-swoon! Pure hangs the silver crescent
I used to think that you could measure a person’s… by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when
Do you hear the voices:that call o… Whispering of whats to come;seeing… Is the darkness calling out;or is… An echo of past events:a memory th… The sound of silence spreads out f…
By Stanley Collymore Birthdays, if accurately stated, a… landmarks that tell us how far alo… personal journey every one of us h… individually travelled. However,
If I could fly I can see the sun If I could fly I would not have t… If I could fly I could touch the… If I could fly people will ask me… If I could fly I would see the tr…
By Stanley Collymore There’s a world of difference betw… and loving someone, in case you di… Liking is a spontaneous and variab… to what you see and appreciate abo…
We say 'I just don’t like my body… God says 'I have designed your bo… We say 'my face is too crowded wit… God says 'beauty is far more than… We say 'my nose is all wrong’