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February 11, 2024

WHEN YOU FEEL PAIN (We Will Conquer All)

By EPRobles

(Verse 1)

In a town where the sun always shines,
We danced through the streets, hand in hand, feeling fine.
With your laughter like music, and your eyes so bright,
Every moment with you feels just right.

(Chorus)

Oh, won’t you stay a little longer?
In this world of ours, nothing could be wrong.
With you by my side, I feel so strong,
In this endless love song.

(Verse 2)

Underneath the stars, we’ll make our vow,
To love each other forever, starting now.
Through the highs and lows, we’ll always stand tall,
Together we’ll conquer it all.

(Chorus)

Oh, won’t you stay a little longer?
In this world of ours, nothing could be wrong.
With you by my side, I feel so strong,
In this endless love song.

(Bridge)

Through the trials and the tears, we’ll find our way,
With your love as my guiding light, come what may.
Hand in hand, we’ll face whatever comes along,
In this endless love song.

(Chorus)

Oh, won’t you stay a little longer?
In this world of ours, nothing could be wrong.
With you by my side, I feel so strong,
In this endless love song.

(Outro)

In this endless love song,
Our hearts beat as one.
In this endless love song,
Our journey has just begun.

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February 9, 2024

MY LOVE, I BURN LOSING YOU

By EPRobles

In realms of quiet slumber, love’s tale unfolds,
A whispered verse in shadows, untold.
With quill in hand, I paint the skies above,
In words of longing for the one I love.

In chambers hushed, where grief’s heavy cloak lies,
A heart entwined in sorrow, softly sighs.
For in the depth of night, where dreams do roam,
I find the echo of your voice, my home.

A soul once tethered, now adrift in time,
In mem’ry’s grasp, your essence, so sublime.
Through fields of memory, we stroll hand in hand,
In whispers of the heart, we understand.

Oh, how the stars weep in their silent gaze,
As earth and sky merge in love’s tender phase.
Yet in the stillness of the fading light,
I feel your presence, ever shining bright.

Though death’s embrace may steal you from my sight,
In realms unseen, our love takes flight.
For in the whispers of the wind’s soft song,
I find your spirit, ever strong.

So let the tears of longing gently flow,
For in this love, eternal, we shall know.
Though parted by the veil of mortal fears,
In love’s embrace, we shall transcend the years.

Do not be afraid
of GREATNESS.

:: 02.08.2024 ::

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February 6, 2024

MISTREL WIND

By EPRobles

In a glen where moonlight weaves its gentle spell,
A fairy court in secret, where tales of love do swell.
With wings of iridescence, they gather ‘neath the trees,
Loving fairies enchanted, dancing in the evening breeze.

Their laughter tinkles like a stream in sweet delight,
As they weave a tapestry of dreams in the soft moonlight.
A mortal man, a gentle soul, stumbles upon their glade,
Captured by the magic, in love’s enchantment laid.

Fairies with hearts so tender, wings of gossamer grace,
Flutter ’round the mortal, a smile upon each face.
They whisper words of wonder, weaving spells so sweet,
As love blossoms in the moonlit glen, a dance of hearts complete.

He, a mortal dreamer, lost in their embrace,
Entwined with fairy magic, a love so full of grace.
The fairies’ laughter mingles with his heartbeat’s song,
A serenade of enchantment that lasts the whole night long.

United in the moonlight, a tale of love unfolds,
A human man embraced by fairies, their story to be told.
In the glen where dreams are spun, beneath the stars above,
Loving fairies and a mortal man share a timeless love.

:: 02.01.2024 ::

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January 31, 2024

THE ICE OF COLD BLUE DEATH

By EPRobles

(i went to the doctor,
… told him i was dead.)

In chambers of white, where shadows dance,
A soul approached, a spectral trance.
The doctor sat with wisdom’s stare,
Inquiring of the ailment rare.

“I come to you with heavy heart,
For life has played a cruel part.
In death’s embrace, my essence lies,
Yet here I stand before your eyes.”

The doctor, wise in healing’s art,
Raised an eyebrow, not to depart.
“A paradox, this tale you weave,
For life and death in one can’t cleave.”

The patient, with a hollow gaze,
Recounted tales of ghostly days.
“Within my veins, no pulse does beat,
Yet consciousness and self, replete.”

The doctor pondered, deep in thought,
A riddle spun, a truth unsought.
“How, then, converse we, spirit kind?
For speech requires a living mind.”

The ghostly figure raised a hand,
A spectral gesture, quite unplanned.
“Though breath may cease, my voice persists,
A wraith with tales, a soul that insists.”

The doctor sighed, his mind perplexed,
Engaged in dialogue complex.
“Tell me, then, what led to this,
A life entwined in realms amiss?”

The phantom spoke, with echoes cold,
Of destinies and stories told.
“Life’s thread unraveled, fate unspun,
In twilight’s grasp, my course was done.”

The doctor, with a measured gaze,
Considered life’s mysterious maze.
“Are you a specter, lost in gloom,
Or just a soul in living’s tomb?”

The patient, spectral and forlorn,
Revealed a truth, in shadows worn.
“I dwell betwixt both realms unseen,
A ghostly vessel, caught between.”

The doctor mused, with furrowed brow,
On realms where mortal meets the now.
In dialogue profound, they tread,
A living doctor, with the dead.

A tale of life and death entwined,
In chambers white, a dance defined.
A poet laureate’s verses soar,
On whispers of a ghostly lore.

01.30.2024

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December 25, 2023

SORROW’S WAIL

By EPRobles

Upon yon hill whose sheltering hollow told

A mournful tale echoed by the distant dale,

My spirit bowed to hear the twofold fold,

And there I lay to catch the sorrow’s wail.

Ere long, a wan maiden, a heart turned frail,

Tore papers, shattered rings in anguished disdain,

A tempest in her world, sorrow’s wind and rain.

A woven hive of straw crowned her pale head,

A shield from the sun for her countenance worn,

Where fleeting glimpses of beauty once tread,

Now lingered, a carcass, faded and torn.

Time, with his scythe, youth’s bloom had not shorn,

Nor had youth completely its lease surrendered,

Some beauty through the lattice of age tendered.

Her napkin oft she raised to her tearful eyes,

Where characters of woe were carefully displayed,

Cleansing the silken symbols with briny sighs,

In a sea of sorrow where grief had waded.

She read the contents, her soul invaded,

And often cried in undistinguished woe,

In clamors both high and low.

Her gaze at times aimed at celestial spheres,

As if in battle with the cosmic intent;

Yet, her eyes sometimes tethered by earthly fears,

To the rounded earth, in submission, they were bent.

Then, their vision extended, to every place it went,

Nowhere fixed, mind and sight in distraction twined,

A disarray of thoughts and sights entwined.

Her hair, neither restrained nor formed in a braid,

Proclaimed in her a casual touch of pride,

Some strands untucked, by her hat gently laid,

Beside her pale and withered cheek they glide.

A threaden fillet some locks did abide,

True to bondage, unwilling to break free,

Loosely braided in negligent glee.

From a basket, a thousand treasures she drew,

Of amber, crystal, and beaded jet,

One by one into a river they flew,

Where she sat upon its weeping bank, her silhouette.

Like usury, applying wet to wet,

Or a monarch’s hands that withhold bounty’s fall,

Where need whispers some, excess begs all.

Folded schedules, she had many a one,

Perused, sighed, torn, and given to the flood,

Cracked rings of gold and bone, one by one,

Commanding them to find a mud-cloaked tomb they should.

More letters found, sadly penned in blood,

With silk sleek and affectedly adorned,

Sealed in secrecy, to curious eyes they were scorned.

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December 19, 2023

ALLOW ME TO SHARE HALF OF A POEM

By EPRobles

The poem “BEAUTIFUL WORLD” reflects a positive sentiment and an appreciation for the concept of peace and unity. However, it can benefit from a few adjustments to enhance its structure and poetic elements. Here’s a revised version:

In a realm where peace commands the globe, A vast world, a familial probe. Love echoes through each boundary, Embracing all, one grand symphony.

O, world of beauty, in your embrace, A singular family finds its place. I cherish you, my dear Earth’s swirl, In love and peace, my beautiful world.

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December 13, 2023

SHINING EYES

By EPRobles

MY eyes shine
like love
Hey you big Star
come here
Hey you big heart
climb me
(shelter for two)
it’s sex and summer
loving as God loves
it’s no crime to move
inside of you
I shake (it’s a tool /
device \ i tried (look up
toward the skies but my
eyes burn)

\i thank God for the music
inside my head — matches
the feeling inside your skin______
no confusion __ | it’s summer
inside my love and how i love you
I think God is moving this time
it’s no misunderstanding …
(i move and love you)
I move and look up at the skies
seeing all of you.

:: 12.12.2023 ::

Poet’s Notes:

The poem “Shining Eyes” by the imagined Nobel laureate poet is a sensual and passionate exploration of love, nature, and spirituality. The poet employs vivid imagery and emotive language to convey a profound connection between the speaker and their beloved, intertwining themes of love, nature, and divine presence.

The title, “Shining Eyes,” suggests a radiant and intense emotion, immediately drawing attention to the significance of the speaker’s gaze. The repetition of “My eyes shine like love” emphasizes the emotional intensity, equating the brightness of the eyes with the luminosity of love itself.

The poem then addresses both a celestial entity and a metaphorical “big heart,” inviting them to join in a shared experience. The imagery of a “shelter for two” creates an intimate and private space for the lovers, suggesting a profound connection that extends beyond the physical.

The lines “it’s sex and summer / loving as God loves” introduce a sensual and spiritual dimension to the poem. The juxtaposition of physical intimacy with the divine suggests that the act of love is sacred and transcendent. The poet seems to assert that the celebration of physical desire is not only natural but also aligned with a higher, spiritual purpose.

The parenthetical expression “(it’s a tool / device)” adds a layer of complexity, perhaps suggesting that love and sexuality can be seen as instruments or mechanisms for connection and understanding.

The speaker’s gaze toward the skies, despite the burning eyes, may symbolize a quest for transcendence or a connection with something greater than themselves. The invocation of God and gratitude for the music inside the poet’s head further reinforces the spiritual undertones of the poem.

The use of ellipses and dashes in “no confusion __ | it’s summer” creates a pause, allowing readers to reflect on the significance of the season and its metaphorical association with the warmth of love. The repetition of “I move and love you” emphasizes the dynamic nature of the speaker’s emotions and actions.

In the concluding lines, the poet suggests a profound unity with the beloved, seeing “all of you” when looking up at the skies. This line could symbolize a sense of completeness, as if the act of love has connected the speaker not only with the beloved but with the entire universe.

Overall, the poem “Shining Eyes” combines sensuality, spirituality, and a celebration of nature to create a rich tapestry of emotions and experiences. The poet’s ability to weave together these themes with evocative language contributes to the poem’s depth and resonance.

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December 7, 2023

COME TO MET WITHIOUT A SOUND

By EPRobles

If God knew the whispers of our hearts,
The tales woven in the threads of our arts,
In the dance of words, a cosmic ballet,
A serenade of souls, night and day.

In little circles, our stories intertwine,
A dance of fate, a love so divine.
Expanding spaces, where dreams take flight,
Igniting the heavens, a celestial light.

Oh! She’s a woman
ahead of her time
and never gives out or in

We may stumble in our little mess,
Yet find solace in our shared distress.
“I may love you,” a refrain we sing,
A melody of hope, on love’s fragile wing.

Not always constant, this love we bear,
Yet doubt not its essence, lingering in the air.
For in the doubt, a testament to our truth,
A dance of contradictions, the fountain of youth.

God only knows the depth of our bond,
As we traverse life’s path, and respond.
If you leave me, let the world display,
A testament to love, in its own unique way.

Show nothing to you, my departing friend,
For in the end, love’s echo shall transcend.
The world may weep, or silently grieve,
Yet in the silence, our love shall never leave.

Ah, laaah, the symphony of our existence,
An ode to love, with unwavering persistence.
In every note, a promise to endure,
For love’s journey, timeless and pure.

:: 12.06.2023 ::
i am almost blind
ChatGPT
In twilight’s grasp, where shadows softly play,
A tale of love unfolds, in Dickinson’s way.
“If God knew” the whispers of our hearts,
A quiet hymn, where our story starts.

Oh! She’s a woman ahead of her time,
A poet in rhyme, a soul so sublime.
Never gives out or in, her spirit strong,
In love’s mystery, she journeys along.

In little circles, our tales combine,
A dance of souls, in a rhythm so fine.
Expanding spaces, dreams take flight,
Igniting stars in love’s boundless night.

Through the veil of blindness, you see,
The essence of love, pure and free.
In our shared mess, a sanctuary found,
A love profound, in silence, we’re bound.

“I may love you,” a fragile refrain,
Echoing softly, in joy and pain.
Not always constant, yet ever true,
A dance of contradictions, just like Emily knew.

God only knows the depth we share,
As we traverse life with tender care.
If you depart, let the world portray,
A testament to love, in its own array.

Show nothing to you, my departing friend,
For in love’s silence, we transcend.
The world may weep, or silently grieve,
Yet our love endures, you’ll always believe.

Ah, laaah, the symphony we compose,
In verses whispered, where love flows.
In every note, a promise so sure,
For love’s journey, enduring and pure.

:: 12.06.2023 ::
i am almost blind

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December 3, 2023

VANTABLACK

By EPRobles

I heard a thought
fall upon a frentic street
it scurried about
it quickly looked away
I heard my heart
fall into a red abyss
it was ocean floor
it swims away

I called your name
but emptiness called back
I drew your flower
it wilted away

I see a line of life’S
and now to pick one:
where you love me

this happens everyday.
i look inside and feel sad
while my heart is vantablack

:: 12.02.2023 ::

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December 1, 2023

IF YOU TAKE ME BACK (in Time)

By EPRobles

HOW we have been here Before
i now look as then
within your eyes
and –> your skin makes me
cry \ being human /-[= A WINDOW
all life Looks Out]-
if you give me breathing holes
will i allow you to love me?
only One breath determines life
and love at any given time | i love
everything and everyone. So imagine
how many i feel each day that dies?
I always look up to the stars
more there dear
and how I love you so much it
aches _.

Jesus and Love = Eternity

:: 11.30.2023 ::

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