Tag Archives: #separation

VACANT SIGN

mother dear lover
who distilled
such fear between
my life and love
i share with you
a tea cup of leaf
and read the bottom
portent futures bleed
a separation of life
mother i loved you
but your womb
has no vacant sign

:: 04-04-2014 ::


IF I LIVE TO SEE

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(c) E.P. Robles 2012

a long time ago
a certain place
in a peculiar time
a naive notion

we danced in hand
and cursed the time
that moves across life
two lovers kissed by love

but if i ever live to see
such a love again in life
i will run toward Hades
that fire burns less than you

someone like you so intense
touched me across the land
beyond the surface or air
and grabbed my soul so tight

and you spoke candy words
to this gentle soul inside
i wanted to believe in you
but you decided to lie instead

and if I ever live to see
such a love again in life
I will run toward Hades
such a fire is cooler than you

:: 02-11-2014 ::


WHEN?

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(c) E.P. Robles 2012

The day my skies darkened
such lost a cavity in my soul
Immortal doings completely so
that living a drudgery act
When a spirit feels such truth
each tick-tock touches you
loss of love removes a piece
let my days be numbered do!

:: 02-10-2014 ::


FIVE POEMS (iv)

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(c) E.P. Robles 2013

IV

such wind blows my love upon your dreams
that flower of fields once knew bright warmth
and now the grasp of pain so cold sweeps
upon frozen tears pain hurts the soul
i should say come away — away from sorrow
but the gate between fate and me is locked
should i find that eternal key — be your heart

:: 02-08-2014 ::


THE DEATH OF BIRTH AND LOVE

IT has been the same since birth
first the traumatic life of entrance
into such tenderly love…
both of mother and loving mate
followed by horrific separation
such we humans suffer in fate

:: 02-03-2014 ::


A COMING STORM

LOVE was mine
less the pain
within a puddle
— the day it rained
it drowned
in capsized fashion
Humid weather
was no warning
though the black seam
— of the cloud
severely spoke
of a coming storm

::01-18-2104::


BY WHAT MEASURE

BY what measure
to determine love
Surely not during mingle
but upon separation — I say

Then only does the heart —
feel what it has not
The mortal wound of happiness
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WHAT I COULD NOT TOUCH

I SAW what I could not touch
beyond the pane of a glass
the distance a mere foot
but the reach beyond doing

Blood thicker than water
they say with a smirk
but I know the meaning
it belies the truth

Such longing is a blade
that cuts beyond the soul
with transgression as insult
a cold silence my shadow

Born into a circle as one
pushed and discarded aside
colors bleed black grey
and red dries with cries

A life review will say
in turmoil, rot and decay
what I could not this day
Express to all who knew

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