What i have learned
THAT i have written in the most
frail and decaying structure
that i have traveled roads
that are dead-ends i have learned,
i have learned Souls travel
roads that seem to go no where
and if within my Life i shut
my petals closed i shut them
from the fear of a compelled
breathing which labors when
your love crushes me. Your
fire is cleansing and i am
burned pure within Love with you.
:: 12-03-2016 ::
IF LOVE FREE
When i fade i do it slowly
and this is something you
know like when i am trapped
within the small shadows
of the moon
when i fade it is a cry
the last semblance of me
when infinity becomes a
friend with old hands
which favors time
when i fade the world believes
that morning and night are
one entwined within our Lives
what do you think may happen
if Love were Free?
:: 12-03-2016 ::
what Will YOU re(de)ceive?
i feel defunct beyond
reason AND …
there are some who say
, “suffer the children”
i Went through (all the horror)
it all once
so never AGAIN because
i shut my eyes
and say, say, “my heart is
r e d f l o w i n g f o r (shut your eyes)
the good guys and bad guys
and angels
therefore Monsters — and
through it all i sacrificed
my nothings!
(“i’M sane!”)And who has the frost?
while I’m burning LOVE?
KISS — > ME!
:: 11-29-2016 ::
(c) FUCK YOU
///i’m a Lost Freaked-Out Mars-Day Man\\\
Hi Lola I’m Phillip and I read your profile and find you very
interesting. I like your sense of inner strength and also a
sharp conviction too. Formidable skill sets! I’m highly
educated too and will be starting my PhD early next year.
But, I’m not just a ‘nerd’ but also a poet and musician of
sorts. And painter. If interested, please SMASH THE ‘LIKE’
BUTTON AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS STATEMENT
oH, i wrote you a small poem while writing my quick message!
// AMAZING POETRY ! ! ! \\
THAT’S SA’ DAY
I remember when we met
was a day i fell off
the highest c l O U D!
So come with me
toward a memory
when we First Met
Well sweet dear
come with me
my soulmate to Mars
Where my Time stopped
and so did yours
A time so Wonderful ~
if you come to see
with me Love
An Ocean of Gold,
Blue and Jasmine
so i tell you:
“Oh, that’s sa’ day
and i love you!
Some day it’ll be ok
:: 11-29-2016 ::
///END TRANSMISSION\\
The Divine Art
Oh! Pain is too easy to portray;
but to transform it into
ART is Divine! ~ EPRobles
:: 09-02-2016 ::
AS WE LOVE
WE, who dare love
never stand within
shadows.
The Sun; our Light.
The Skies our delight!
We carry sore Souls
by Stained-Time Spirits!
as
the morning plumbs
glisten against
the brilliant Sun!
we love
:: 11-26-20161 ::
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