robinson michael


In The Name Of Papers - Poem by robinson michael

A man of any world
bears a label in his heart
''A hault is not my part''
a say on his label so bright

All over from the start
the truth never rips apart
his back can tell the fact
hands too, lay it all flat
bitter feelings in his wounds
sour feelings in his bruises
clinged to the wallet stress
which drives tears down his cheeks

There are no more options
so, he simply dips
his head into troubled seas
full of worries and anxieties
all that he thinks
all that he has
all that he does
is in the name of papers.


Comments about In The Name Of Papers by robinson michael

  • Vipins Puthooran (12/30/2011 5:55:00 AM)


    It's a great poem! ! I like it! ! (Report) Reply

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  • (12/14/2011 5:58:00 AM)


    Like it. A very very good poem. (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2011 7:11:00 PM)


    This a brilliantly written poem, that describes a man at the end of his rope, but yet continues on with life knowing very well the futility of it.
    This a poem many can relate at times.
    Please keep writing them.
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  • (12/8/2011 6:30:00 AM)


    There are no more options
    so, he simply dips
    his head into troubled seas
    full of worries and anxieties
    all that he thinks
    all that he has
    all that he does
    is in the name of papers
    Thank you for inviting me to read your poems, Robinson. I hope you don't mind me picking out a passage I like. I just enjoyed the way it comes across, the sincerity and truth of your lines. I imagine they sound the way you speak.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 8, 2011



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