Tamika Robinson
Tamika Robinson Poems
Running Laps,
Surpassing the rest,
A voice in my head,
Telling me where I am,
...
Boredom.
The time span of nothingness that even the smartest man in the world cannot overcome.
It makes you weary,
Makes you anxious,
...
Sometimes i may cry
The tears I shed are proof of my instability
But nevertheless
I will put them away
...
My art is my soul.
I always put a piece of my heart into each one.
And when you take it from me,
You also take a piece of me with it.
...
Sitting in a corner, she writes
Of her days as they go by.
Sitting alone and yet does not cry,
For she lets all of her emotions fly.
...
My mind is on a pause,
My hands hold still,
I'm trying to think.
As musical voices scream into my ears.
...
'Beauty is pain',
The timeless phrase that cannot be more true.
For centuries,
We've all been the victims of vanity.
...
The story writer's mind,
Is like an intricate maze of twists and turns.
There are traps and tricks,
But if you think quick,
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Strength,
There's strength everywhere you see.
In bonds,
In numbers,
...
Something from the heart
It was so from the start
My fingers feel the letters flow through them
They are like blood
...
if it makes you feel any better
i'll be completely honest
in this poem
i'll tell you everything
...
Tamika Robinson Biography
Hi. My name is Tamika and I live in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. My hobbies are drawing, writing, reading, piano and listening to music. Poetry, for me, is a way to let out my emotions. To show people what goes on in my head and what I'm thinking. I guess I started writing about two years ago, just to let out negative feelings. But now, I've really gotten into it. I hope to put up more and more poems each and everyday! sincerely, the-unknown-artist)
The Best Poem Of Tamika Robinson
Following A Monotone Voice
Running Laps,
Surpassing the rest,
A voice in my head,
Telling me where I am,
How long I have left.
I'm anxious to get to my desired place,
But as time ticks by,
I have to run back,
Back and forth.
Is there an end?
Is there no pause?
My anxiety grows,
And so does my fear.
The voice is the only thing I hear.
I look to my left,
Only one left with me.
I look over again,
No one's there.
Many faces on the sidelines,
Telling me not to stop.
I push myself forward,
Trying to keep up with the voice.
That monotone voice,
The voice that gave no inflection.
The voice that wouldn't care in the slightest if I gave up,
If I didn't reach my destiny.
My goal.
The place where I should be.
Time ticks on by.
I'm still running.
My breath uneven,
My legs baring unbelievable pain.
I struggle,
But I make it.
And now I'm here.
I can stop running.
For I now know where I belong.
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