Jonathan ROBIN Poems

The night before was dark and drear
the morrow darker would appear,
and yet, and yet, could shadows pass
when contest changes life at last?
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Rewarded who, through independent soul,
contributes to grow the common good,
free, adds tall tree to evolution's wood,
which thrives regardless, whether common goal
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Day after day, untouched by cloud or shine,
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Who write of Love as lust sad souls have lost,
Hope against hope for harmony withheld,
Or half forgotten, which might be propelled,
Waking fires now cold-dust. To Man’s cost,
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Strange seems it as we recollect
a frame in Time, through rhyme inset
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Within Man’s mind momentous energy
Is stored, encrypted, waiting for the day
The karmic key is found, masks shed away.
However, while we're waiting, blindly we
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Of all that nature’s garden grows
the fairest flower is the Rose,
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LOVE THAT BINDS NOT
Just for thee would I wait while the weight
of that waiting brings home that our fate
must henceforth intertwine,
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Abandon urban strife for country bright,
the city, - trouble rife - for peace, delight.
Be happy in each day, tomorrow might
just see you pass away, - our time’s finite.
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Not think on you whose insight's fair as clear?
Another name ears, blameless, fail to hear,
nor other eyes seduce heart ever true,
no other flame's fame on pursed lips appear.
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