Category Archives: Fear
I shed my tears
and night skin
that moon too
and all along
lonely voices
sing to me
“You filthy child
born of poverty
what good are you”
I hung my head
and shoved along
followed my tears
gutters love pity
but angels sang
“lovely one, child…”
Oh, love come soon!
a gentle hand is good
but the eye of pity
burns through my soul!
I am a little boy
and children hurt too
I wither in denial
and alone, what are tears
if my love is ignored
what is a poor child to do
if my smiles are ignored
humanity has many hearts…
one to love
another to hate
then again —
the killer is you
and my blood
drips from your hands
Oh, love deny
the beasts in life
and gather here
within my lonely heart
a kiss from heaven
mother-love come soon
:: 04-13-2014 ::
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A weeping lie
deserves
no compassion
best just let
it quickly die
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #forgiveness, #lies, #poetry, #shame, #truth | posted in Fear, Love, Pain, Poetry
teeth that run
enamel roads
so hungry
looking for life
a piece of flesh
— to skin
but asphalt they bite
instead
my fear lonely traveler
by day we walk at night
— we sleep in haven
but teeth stay prowling
gashing and chomping
for a piece of my life
:: 04-04-2014 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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in truth i wish to throw up
the viral mess of insanity
and my belly turns and ache
what strange magic changed
the now and here into strange
i hate the people who walk
talk and text and do-sickness
and that latte too — break
i wish for human truth now
and should die soon if not
:: 03-22-2014 ::
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AND which feather has tickled you
the one of sorrow for perceived lost
or that one which bring joy and tear
I confess that both have touched
that grand heart within that cage
— hush now, feather-heart
there be always summers each year
and many sunrises-surprises-smiles
:: 03-10-2014 ::
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(c) E.P. Robles 2013
Oh my Father did not you hear me!
that day I was born a harbinger
for the words I spoke were a cry
and emotions, high as love, joy,
fear, and pain visited that night
this day again, those friends of my
first-day arrive —
Oh, cry I do!
but more a machine-drive
for all my tears have dried
and so my love and joy
but fear and pain —
never relinquish their place
:: 02-28-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #poem, #poetry, #situational existence | posted in Fear, Life, Love, Pain, Passion, Poetry, Time
What if love was free
and tears no more
and fear died alone
and children laughed
knowing life was theirs
to live as they wished
It isn’t so strange
believing in love
if you choose to
it’s inside us all
waiting for you
we could love all
I say dream a day
in which this wish
can come true
it’s above us
and so below
dream a dream
life so wondrous
nothing to die for
and nothing debited
just souls giving
a brotherhood loved
and dreams our friend
:: 02-25-2014 ::
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I saw it and there it lay beneath a shroud of commonplace as people dead-walk a tip-toe between light and dark. That beastly ghastly parasite spewing spittle into the eyes and nostrils of decent people infecting spirit and even soul, compelling beauty and love to do the dastardly deeds it needs to live and instill unhatched fear-eggs beneath the skin of humanity. Yes, I saw it, fear itself and it is staring me straight in the eye.
:: 02-21-2024 ::
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