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trurorob

True Beauty

Behold, for I had gazed on real true beauty
I had seen it with the dawn of inner sight
My minds soaring wingless flight
So deep, yet shone in the darkest of night

I look far beyond the protective thin layer
That captures many, like Satan’s slayer
Its depth cannot hide, like Icebergs flow
Not cold, like winters iced frozen snow

It radiated out every pore of ones being
All knowing and forever all seeing
It shines so brightly in compassioned eyes
Not concealed in false clothing wearing the Devils disguise

It has no need of self perceived vanity
It does not sap you, nor bleed your sanity
No cloak of deceit for it to wear
It lays its soul out to you, open, bare

If you do not see then surely you are blind
Your life spent in torment of the shallow kind
Seek far beneath that ageing outer shell
Your heart will not lie, it can always tell
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
A real true person!!
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cafetwo2010

A Bridge To You..

If I could build
a bridge to your
very heart

This is the
day I'd choose
to start

I'd build it high
above your ocean
of pain

With pillars of
steel against
the rain

I'll battle the
wind, the waves,
and the sea

If that's what
it takes for us
to be

I'll labor hard
both day and
night

Until at last
you're in my
sight

You'll pay no
toll to cross
this bridge

My love to you
I freely give~
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Yankee4you

Bumblebee Wine

Up here in northern Appalachia Mountains
Us country folk live life to our own tempo
every morning in spring when dew’s a’glistenin’
You can hear old timers talk their native lingo
You need pay attention to anybody be listenin’
When a buzzing by the apples blossoms in the hollow
Sends the whole town scurrying and out in a smidgin
The excitement picks up like a flight of swallows
Cause it’s time for townsfolk to head to the motion
Of many large buzzing bees to find and follow
With old canning jars position over the commotion
And capture thousands at a time in flowered meadows
And back to the kitchen to prepare a strong potion
Loaded with sweet nectar to make what nature bestows
Into that sweet and delicious…. "Bumblebee Wine"
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
From a very old, old tale from Vermont Hill Country
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trurorob

Unravelling

I unravelled this “World”
Mile by glorious mile
From the tops
Of every “Goliath”
To the depths
Of each “Ocean”
And it showed me
A new “World”
One of ceaseless wonders
And the threads of
“New life”
Like me, yet
To reach maturity
But that bore
So many bruises
Of indulgence
That you seemed
To scream to me
“Rape me no more”

I unravelled the “Universe”
Galaxy upon galaxy
Until your infinity
Was no longer
Beyond my comprehension
And travelled from star
To star
Planet beyond planet
And every single Moon
Released to me
The font of knowing
And all your mysteries
Became a reality
That my very comprehension,
Absorbed, as if
The “Universe”
Had adopted me
As its “Long lost”
Forgotten brother


I unravelled, “You”
Inch
By desirable inch
Exploring
All of your beauty
Until
You had no more
To yield
And this to me
Was a new “Universe”
Where all comprehension
Came in “Waves”
Of pure pleasure
And “Crashed”
Upon the beach
Of all my being
And my knowledge
Became so much
The greater
For had I now,
Finally reached
That “Maturity”
That we so desperately
Seek
But to me
You still remain
The unfathomable mystery
And out of all the three
“You”
Are the height
Of my ecstasy
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
I leave you with my swansong, I am taking a long sabbatical to finish my children's novel I started last year and need to get back to to finish. I shall be gone for 6-12 months, but pop in from time to time to read the poems here. I shall not post or comment but this does not mean I shall not enjoy what I see.
I wish you all well and may your future journey bring you all you desire.
Adios para ahora mi amigo's/amiga's
Rob xx
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lindsyjonesonline today!

I will always love you

Somehow I always knew
That falling for you
Spelled calamity and disaster
Like a placid lake
So serene and inviting
Just what I needed
To cool me down
I folded my reasons
Tucked away
And locked it beyond
So I could only listen
To the beatings of my heart
I faced my pain and sorrows
With pride
That if loving you
Meant for me to dig my grave
And so it is
I signed in my commitment
To love you forever
Even if I'd be buried alive
Bleeding and wounded
Because I will always love you
There's just no other way.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Love is the only reason to live

Thank you all for reading
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Omeron

scattered thoughts (pensieri sparsi)

Time fades reality
into memories, disposes to
interpretations.
Love has no time,
refuses to be interpreted.


Il tempo dissolve la realtà
nei ricordi, dispone di
interpretazioni.
L'amore non ha tempo,
si rifiuta di essere interpretato.
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Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
Only small thoughts...
Solo piccoli pensieri...
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ooby_dooby

Dripping with Anticipation

One night while surfing the World Wide Web
I saw a funny name that said
"Dripping with Anticipation"
How this stirred my imagination
Could this be the one I thought
Or will this lead again to naught
I mustn't let myself be fooled
My ardor must be quickly cooled
But if she is the one I seek
Then surely I must not be meek

I say hello and ply my charms
One day she may be in my arms
Through twists and turns our words unwind
I never thought that I would find
The woman that I sought so long
It feels too right, it can't be wrong
We talk for hours well into the night
Til sunrise fills my room with light
Must say goodbye but I just can't do it
If she doesn't return I'll know I blew it

The hours pass til the sun goes down
She doesn't come back and I can only frown
Was it something I said that scared her away?
Should I sit here for another day?
Hours turn to days and days become weeks
I cruise the chat rooms with the rest of the geeks
Maybe I'll see her flirting with someone
But she's not there, and I talk to no one

A month goes by and finally I get
A letter from a guy I've never met
It's her cousin and he hates to inform me
The news that we are never to be
With careful words that fill me with dread
He tells me that my Lori is dead

Ovarian cancer the doctors said
Chills went from my toes to my head
They tried very hard to save her for me
Ripped out her guts by hysterectomy
But it was too late to save her life
I lost my dream to make her my wife
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
This is a true story which happened about 8 years ago. Lori was from Knoxville TN. She was only 38 and she was beautiful. We were supposed to meet but she couldn't drive due to her surgery, then one day she didn't come online anymore. While she was alive I told her "I love you" I can only hope that gave her at least a small measure of comfort in her darkest hour.
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Davinadia

A Man behind the Mask

He is a man in the past
Keep something in his heart
Keep something in his mind

His words reflect his mask
Hiding behind his own truth

There is a fear to face the world
His heart was broken so many times
His heart feels something to explode

He looks funny with his mask
He feels comfortable with his mask
That is the life he ever searched for
To make the world laughs in a bitter word
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Posted: Sep 2010
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trurorob

I Call You

I have fallen in love
It was inevitable
As the Sun and Moon rise together
That hunger fire and passion
Would consume my life
And dwell within my being
I know not your name
For that is of no matter
For I feel your soul

You are within that place
That courses through my veins
And shall forever remain
A part of my very existence
As the Sun and Moon rise together
I know not your name
For that is of no matter
For I sense your spirit

But I see where you reside
It is deep within my heart
Caressing my very thoughts
So I know not your name
For that is of no matter
For you are within me
As I am within you
And I call you “Love”
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
Isn't the greatest emotion in the World so grand??
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morgen90210

Jack the Ripper

Jack the Ripper,
He walks & talks,
Like an ordinary person.
Is he a psycho murderer,
Or a serial killer,
Maybe a famous actor,
Or a police constable.
He is bloodlust terror,
One who possess skill of invisibility,
Now he is Legendary,

The renowed london bridge,
The place of unravelling horror,
An unknown destiny reached,
Or a mystery of the Ripper?

Over a century past,
From the first victim to the last,
The speculation goes on.
That his work not done.
But where does this puzzle lead,
Of the many of his unresting dead,
Still not a trace of him been found,
Only the memory of Jack the Ripper stills haunts....
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
did this when i was 13
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