Robert Sierra

Robert Sierra Poems

1.

In a world of personality
I can't seem to find me
Lives that are themselves
Here I am as someone else
...

I love the way you lie to me
All these words they have to be
Heartless as you make them out
So you can change what I'm about
...

These sorrows I had thought forgotten
Now I feel my hope has rotten
So shortly lived and quick to die
Or perhaps it found its wings to fly
...

I'm in a canopy
Of misery
Repeating lines
Of lonely rhymes
...

This idea I propose
I don't mean to impose
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Robert Sierra Biography

My life has been a stream of trials that has shaped my (I like to think it's) unique writing style. I don't have the discipline to write books, but I've written numerous short storys but I've published absolutely nothing, at seventeen I've accomplished very little and my hopes for the future are... mediocre. I've wanted to be a poet since the second year I was writing (I have been writing 4) but I realize my ambition is not realistic and I couldn't find any kind of money to publish any book that I may write anyway. I used to be able to lay claim to many more poems but many of them got lost through time, or foolishly sent to a girl I kept far too much faith in. Although most of my poems are depressing (as is most of my life) I like to think of myself as a romantic, used to be even more so but, a heart can take only so many beatings.)

The Best Poem Of Robert Sierra

Empty

In a world of personality
I can't seem to find me
Lives that are themselves
Here I am as someone else
Because I'm not acceptable
Dissapointments hardly deniable
When it shows in their eyes
That say nothing but lies
That aren't meant to hurt me
But leave me so empty
Because I know they don't care
But I couldn't dare
To point out my pain
They'd be so ashamed
Of who I think I am
Again and again
I find time alone
To wish I was home
With my lost family
And not with my enemy
That hates me for living
That thinks I'm deserving
Of my thoughts of suicide
Of every tear I've cried
In agony
In symphony
So caught in a trance
Of a rhythmic dance
To go through the motions
That just feed me notions
Of who I might be
For now I'm empty

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