Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Be more vocal
insight stoke
grow from local
go for broke.
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Do nothing, just relax, compulsion free.
Everything seems simple as the mind
Throws tribulations, troubles, trials, behind,
Enjoys the moment spent, content 'to be'.
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From atom bomb to sniper's mortal mark
what justifies the twisted logic found
by man - his own worst enemy - who'd sound
his trumpet blast though flound'ring in the dark?
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Loneliness apart from countless charms -
0nly sadness stays. Once each other's arms
NEw joys announced each day. Naught comforts heart
Lonely left bereft, dreams far apart.
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Silent synapses thread fa[r]ce fate,
'to end the heart-ache and the natural shocks
that flesh is heir to'' leaves life's stumbling block's
causal button pressed to eliminate
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Was Auden right to write Art was not wrong -
on canvas or through written word, to state
all little matters outside isolate
fate which squeezes, seizes in its tong
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Gorilla, man, have played their innings out,
Freeway turned to grass without a doubt
Spider, which waited long, will reign supreme.
Sirens silent, mankind just dust done dream
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Going through emotions' motions
the worst seldom die by the hands of others
often get off lightly,
rile those left behind
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on my screen
I observe
n contests
on an internet
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'Forever' seems an attitude
repeatedly inflated,
fantastical as fervent mood
through which it is created.
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