War, a terrible thing. Nagasaki. Hiroshima.
Dorinda. Sabæan Perfumes fragran… With all the Flowers that Paint t… Scatter them all in young Alexis’… With all that’s sweet and (like hi… Alexis. Immortal Laurels and as l…
A name to be taken by the tide An impression imprinted on my mind Backgrounds unknown, Words intentionally left unsaid The sea, the wind, music, disco-li…
The West Village by then was chan… the rundown brownstones at its far… would have slipped into trendier h… impervious to trends, behind a pot… rubber trees, with three cats, a c…
As I would lay me down to sleep..… I left alone without a peek... I’ll take this love to be a lost m… in till I become better.. forever I’m with my soft spoken mo…
lost amoungst a squilion girls some with strait hair some with cu… there beauty in some way all the s… there smiles as pleasent as a summ… there different out looks in life
We roam about the countryside And view the farmlands rolling wid… A picture surely this of peace, of… We mark within these sylvan scenes The whirr and clatter of machines
I SOMETIMES think that had I… In those old days when Thou wast… Clothed with our flesh, a man as w… The very sight had filled my soul… I should have clung to Thee, and…
I can’t stand how peoples dreams. Are lost on all of these televisio… I don’t think self drive has ever… The greatest in our schools are re… When I think about this entire an…
Her hair is, golden waves of fire, a perfumed curtain, hiding lips that enrapture me in t… Her skin is,
As I sit here and type this, I feel the World closing in all around me. The walls thick with Drama, Hate, Good, and Creativity. As they draw closer, I feel my life and work paint a ...
Sometimes I want to cry But I don’t get to have it... I see a shake on my feet, The cry disappears... Bye! Sometimes I wish to run,
I wish for you one day, That all your sadness and fear wil… I hope for you to awaken one more… And you will find peace in your co… I know you are fragile, rare and m…
Darting down the narrow path thought I knew how but my memory wont last. The signs and signals pass me by the road gets narrower
Heading out on our misty morning w… Picking up sticks, picking the flo… Pondering the pattern of nature Headed down the hill, under The cathedral bridge, marveling at…
Her smile is crooked But she’s still in love Her heart aches to be free To soar like an eagle And fly like a dove
By Stanley Collymore What is fear? Nothing that I personally concern myself about or in my upbringing that I was ever instructed or actu…
There is sometimes little bits of… That we tend to over look such a l… As we breath deep and inhale We always feel as if we have been… But no everyone feels aligned
The night is dark, the stinging sl… Swept by the bitter gusts of air, Drives whistling down the lonely s… And glazes on the pavement bare. The street-lamps flare and struggl…
La vida: cauce, caudal y río. Que no atisba final alguno, solo c… Que ciegos avanzamos hacia su crue… como el barco llevado por un necio… Camino de piedras, angosto y sombr…
that all (white property owning, but later you other white members can join the club too) men are created equal, that THEY (and only they) “are endowed by their Creator with certain una...
In the distance lightning flashes, Soon thunder fills the air, Water glistens on dancing leaves, The storm’s approach we hear, A steady breeze begins to blow,
Dead men only stink. Dead men cease to think. Dead men dare not blink. Neither will they wink. Dead in sin—we all were.
The frail hands that once reached… effortless to life Lay one beneath another, Death is the absence of light. Cool wind kept the flame alive
Gracy’s world and ECZ’s world Are diverged out of limit Now; The air ‘at palpate the jo of mine Will no more come to touch me; Innocent mind of mine
The night seems dark and the road… I know I will have guidance from… People say I should leave you and… But you’ll kill my pulse if you wa… Like the north star I look at you…
Fate trickles Through the cavern Of my brain Dripping slightly Slithering
Hi mom, The holiday season has passed Our first one without you It didn’t really feel quite right Thanksgiving wasn’t the same witho…
'Twas in the year of 1897, and on… Her Majesty’s Diamond Jubilee in… Because high and low came from afa… The grand celebrations at Her Maj… People were there from almost ever…
Conventional weapons? Death metho… Solar darringers blasting NASA h… Gamma radioactive mags, yeah I ha… Alpha beta wave lengths blazing gr… Master Chiefing elites release ne…