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About EPRobles
Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
when i posted my emotion
inside the stream of media
i did not wish you to die
but you took the words
and made them blades
and cut your veins girl
what she told her mother
was a ruse made in haze
and her haste did her in
girl…you are my life
but now in your death
you turn to me and cry
after all this time…
you still surprise me
a #selfie did you in
And in your life you said
that your pain will lead
to a pleasure beyond life
ah girl…now you live
a death in paradise
and pleasure six feet deep
:: 03-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #around-and-around, #poems, #poetry, #society, #teens | posted in Uncategorized
I dream to life
a life of death
and wish I dreamed
of world in love…
and dream I do —
when I dream for you
and dream could be more than me
you are my dream
and a wish —
that I wish to dream…
and minds and hearts
destroy and birth
gestation and genocide
go hand-in-hand
:: 03-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #birth, #death, #love, #poetry | posted in Death, Life, Poetry
I was on the turnpike
when the sun vanished
one moment it shone
— a coronal-bride
to be and next
a vast deep darkness
whose reach greater
than the deepest oceans
Off I crawled the turnpike
as it too dangerous to drive
for even the headlights died
and now the fields I belly-hug
knees too shaky to stand
that great be my fear —
and in the distance I hear
the guttural screams of humanity
even the creatures too
:: 03-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #horror, #poetry | posted in Death, Dreams, Fear, Horror, Poetry, Surrealism
I loved the unlovable
a princess who wore
a beast mask of pain
she bled me each day
but even so I was strong
and I really learned a lot
and now I see the pity
— such strength I gave
but my princess remains
in an untruth that life
she lives is a lie — I cry
Oh I cry such a lie
that she lives and I die
I die each day I awake
but my strength moves me
A knight never gives up
My love a round table
for the lovers who never die
:: 03-27-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #poetry | posted in Love, Poetry
concerning the vampire
humans are worse —
the vampire drink blood
but humans
consume the carcass
:: 03-27-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #horror, #humans, #poems, #poetry, #sick, #vampire | posted in Death, Horror, Poetry
MY remorse each day
a ceremony for life
but even for the dead
that my body —
must eat each day
or it be dead one day
that my lips receive
the offering of living
and my intestines devour
through my teeth and tongue
what once lived and dead
such a beast am I – i dread
the difficulty of living
is more than social stress
for the SENSITIVE more it be
that we are cannibal in life!
:: 03-27-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #dread, #life, #living, #poems, #poet, #poetry, #realilzation | posted in Awareness, Death, Horror, Life, Poetry
such repose exposed
equisite that evidence
my heart reveals
a mind of its own
i ponder that wonder
your poise a flower
discover that land
when in my youth
i ventured forth
but now that age pull
but my heart and mind
that love and heart
have i for you burns
still a fire and lips
love has no costume
that we love is all
and love you i do so!
:: 03-27-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #poem, #poetry | posted in Eternity, Love, Poetry
i confess tonight
to myself —
a hidden trust
so deeply buried
i did not trust
even a buried soul
that i am in love
with one —
who departed
she is gone
but her words
past mortal life
— imperial life —
and now i wait
for rebirth i do
what centuries-me
yes, time no glue
but love waits dear
and i wait for you
come to me now
in spirit or even —
flesh it matters not
:: 03- 26-2014 ::
2 Comments | tags: #Emily Dickinson, #poetry | posted in Love
The mystical kiss
effervescent wings
of my life being skin
a horror i live this life
between life and paradise
what mouth full of teeth
can that fang-gap sing
the immimence of Creator
IT’s glory beyond tought
I cry – die – reborn
below my embers red truth
above vortex heat swirl
embrace the ugly life too!
beneath is such glory be
rejection is a love born
reality and all the universe
has only a single point
where love reside — here
Earth — paradise brings
the food that Creator need
That feast for a few be!
:: 03-26-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetry | posted in Poetry
THAT other day
when i died
that day when i tried
the water too deep
i tried to swim
just for air to breath
that day the carnival
come to life’s town
clowns and fair colors
my family waited for me
but the river did drown
my hopes and dreams in life
but i struggled against wave
Trident’s grasp of my lungs
and alas gave him my hope
Terra firma that i was born
but now a watery grave
but my soul walks the land
:: 03-26-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #live, #poetry, #struggle | posted in Death, Fear, Life, Poetry
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