Robert Beksinski Poems

Siege, storm, obliterate

A war wages within the mind
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Come morning, come sun

Rise, rise
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While lying in the warmth of the cotton sheets

Heaven's clouds descend on our embrace
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Your words can be heard

Long after they have been spoken
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I'm not interested in reality

I'm only interested in the make believe
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Well

I'm not going to lie
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Flattery,

Is always the first step towards deception
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A face full of sky

Freckles of stars
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Nostalgic music floods my mind

I open my eyes to see an ancient world
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Something to be desired

A one inch distance
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