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WE pretend
to show affection
beneath the lies
— Silhouette —
a hidden rope
around my neck
You could bring
me a diamond
But there’s no stone
harder than your heart
I could scream and cry
blood in a tea cup
staring at all
my spare parts
You took the treasure
of my heart shaped box
a figure of speech
only for those
who know ignorance
I would have loved you
more than life itself
If only the love you had
was better than gold
But now I cry blood tears
My tears of red fill
the porcelain tea cup
strewn around me
nothing but spare parts
I live within
a nightmare dream
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #bad love, #cheater, #dark, #divorce, #evil, #jilted, #pain, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #psycho, #relationships | posted in Divorce, Life, Love, Pain, Poetry, Sorrow
HUMANS think the house
— the only haunt
As though the wood
conjures the Spirits
of other-worlds
But the mind has rooms
which lurks some evil
a cave of skull
— the dark anteroom
sometimes possessed…
Our stupidity in all
that life contains
Barely a morsel
a nibble at best
Hungry for life we be
Escape from there
to here we run
so busy are we, finishing
So leisurely
we wish it be!
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #depression, #evil, #flesh, #haunting, #mind, #paranormal, #parapsychology, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #possessed, #psychology, #reality | posted in Horror, Mind, Paranormal, Poetry, Psychology, Terror
WINTER her final Spring
in bed ridden fashion
such life fiercely battled
Industriousness bought
through pain and tears
Through force of life
and broad strokes of art
travels she made
upon creative youth
And Death spoke, assuredly
but crept in delicate fear
and begged a pardon
— a release of guilt
Her flower withered…
but not from existence
a pollination across hills
to the fields of other-there
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #faith, #life, #light, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #reborn, #strength, #untimely, #youth | posted in Death, Eternity, Life, Love, Nature, Poetry
SUCH a surprise
that time brings
a larger span
of knowing
by existing
and living
That life at youth
— bitter sweet
but upon the bed
of death
— sweetly bitter
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #bitter, #bliss, #death, #eternal rest, #experience, #knowledge, #life, #live, #micropoetry, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #sweet | posted in Death, Eternity, Life, Poetry
MANY secrets hide away
which man nor woman see
Plainly before us they lay
But the trained eye knows
only that which it sees
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #keen, #life, #observation, #poem, #poet, #poetry | posted in Life, Mind, Poetry, Revelation
WHAT majesty the tender heart
dressed in heaven’s regalia
of red, purple and blue
morning sunrise against you
I more than once, thought
your voice a violin
sweeps me off my feet
a saintly hymn
— magnificence wrought
I tremble when you speak
hearing any chorus I agree
and quiver at the knee
Tender heart stay with me
Majestic heart
believe in me
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #heart, #heavenly, #kindness, #love, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #temperment, #writers, #writing | posted in Love, Poetry, Romance
“AND what of me?” asked fear.
“I have no thing that hugs nor kisses or desires me…”
Compassion stared then gently replied.
“But you are not real therefore of no concern.
When you realize this then shall you be set free.”
:: 01-29-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #doubt, #fear, #life, #people, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #self defeating, #struggle | posted in Mind, Poetry
TIME abides no one
but speak gently
love surrenders
hearts so true
I give to you
a sliver of time
laced in feeling
it is the divine
a cloth of penance
redeemed in red
softly treading
upon my soul
:: 01-28-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #target, #vunerable | posted in Eternity, Life, Mind, Nature, Poetry
IF the world be held
by a thread of despair
let our love repair
Such state of disrepair
reeks injustice for life
and conjures illness
Where is the outrage
against such injustice
that derange dictate
My asylum is well
but the madness runs
and the keys it holds
My world such beauty
nature states refinement
In the end love repairs
:: 01-28-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #beauty, #Earth, #kindness, #life, #love, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #writers, #writing | posted in Life, Love, Mind, Poetry
AND if the night could scream
who would hear such a thing
the burrowing night creature
maybe a mockingbird or two
It is not a practical thought
but one of abstract feeling
I know the sound of anguish
to hear such sound each night
— upon my window pane
:: 01-28-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #death, #fear, #life, #poem, #poet, #poetry | posted in Uncategorized
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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