Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

From Desolate Waves, of a True Love's Death

From Desolate Waves, Of A True Love's Death

As poet I cry out, nobody hears
yes, deep ingrained apathy I fear
for no other sad darkness so repels
as does indifference born from Hell.

From desolate waves, of spitting grey mists
arrives those terrors from misery's lists
fiery flames set to burn a weeping soul
into heartache abyss, death's tragic toll!

As poet I cry out, so few may see
majesty in even a long dead tree
or beauty in finely woven dark verse
born from a pure truth one did not rehearse.

From desolate waves, of a true love's death
comes grief that illuminates gasping breath
followed by epic dark, its coldest chills
knowing never again, comes love's sweet thrills.

Robert J. Lindley, 7-28-2019
Rhyme, ( From Tales Of Sorrows Are Born Dying Breaths )

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Robertina B. August 23, 2019 at 3:40 PM Your creativity shines as always, Robert.. A breathtaking and inspirational poem, my friend.. Penned so beautifully!! A definite fav for me.. Have a blessed day!

Tom Cunningham August 8, 2019 at 6:39 AM Well deserved POTW honour Robert. Hope you're well. Tom

Maria Williams August 7, 2019 at 4:24 AM Another inspirational and amazing poem from your golden pen Robert. Congratulations on you very deserving POTW dear friend....Maria Hugs

Connie Marcum Wong August 6, 2019 at 7:28 PM Never fear we do not hear my friend. Life keeps most of us so busy we fight for the time we would love to be reading poetry. Your poems are a gift and inspire so many. This is another beautiful poem from your talented pen my friend. Is so deserving of poem of the week. Congratulations! : ) xxoo

Brandy Nicole August 4, 2019 at 6:41 PM You are an Amazing Poet my dear friend. Your words are SO Deep and Powerful, touching ALL emotions. "As poet I cry out, so few may see" Everyone sees and can feel these moments. I know this to be true. Congratulations Robert, on Poem of the Week. ~ Brandy

Jan Allison August 4, 2019 at 11:31 AM powerfully penned Robert I especially like the third stanza, your pen is golden keep it flowing my friend:-) many congrats on POTW:-) hugs jan xx

Sunlite Wanter August 4, 2019 at 10:24 AM Back to say "You're the best," Congratulations!

Richard Lamoureux August 4, 2019 at 9:54 AM Way to go Robert, congrats on POTW!

Tania Kitchin August 4, 2019 at 7:26 AM Congratulations Robert on POTW with this well penned gem!

Kurt Ravidas July 30, 2019 at 1:29 PM It's no, nay, never, dear poet. I hear and many do, I see and many see too. You are not alone. We are here. We love your old charred heart, dear poet. Robert Lindley July 31, 2019 at 6:48 AM Thank you my friend. I sometimes have to fight this urge to give up composing new poems. Where that urge comes from I have no clue. But it gets stronger by the day.

Winged Warrior July 30, 2019 at 9:07 AM I'm paying attention to your poetic eruptions, my old friend...especially from the dark lava red...sending more dark stuff lol...^WW^...see my lastest post...:o) Robert Lindley July 30, 2019 at 11:10 AM Thank you my friend. I am truly in awe of your magnificent tribute made to Edgar Allen Poe in your newest poem and your note citing both Victor and myself as influences in your great new dark poem. The more the merrier I say when it comes to diving into the fertile and bountiful realm of dark poetry! Special thanks for the fav.... Winged Warrior July 30, 2019 at 9:09 AM ...plus a fav!

Panagiota Romios July 28, 2019 at 7:48 PM You are a Poet none can touch, in my book. You know too well, the intricacies of the heart and its deepest passions. No compliment I attempt can even touch this poems depth and beauty and should be a POTD and making it a FAV! Love, Panagiota Robert Lindley July 28, 2019 at 8:27 PM Thank you my friend. Your words are a balm to this too oft depressed poetic soul and saddened heart... Special thanks for the fav too... God bless...

Arturo Michael July 28, 2019 at 6:46 PM Well done Mister Poet...I find your last stanza on spot...a lament of the others... Robert Lindley July 28, 2019 at 8:26 PM Thank you my friend. This comes from the heart and from true experience of youth, time and life lived...

Sunlite Wanter July 28, 2019 at 10:33 AM Can't be a poet and be indifferent, but can be a poet and experience indifference. A bit of helplessness felt in these lines that are so purely expressed. Robert Lindley July 28, 2019 at 6:08 PM Thank you my friend. A poet can only write and hope for the best. If one writes from the heart, from truth and from the concept that it is an act of giving--they can no go wrong.

Vijay Pandit July 28, 2019 at 8:23 AM A deep message in your poem, Robert..a powerful write, as always. I especially liked the entire third stanza:As poet I cry out, so few may see majesty in even a long dead tree or beauty in finely woven dark verse born from a pure truth one did not rehearse. A talented pen you have my friend. Robert Lindley July 28, 2019 at 6:06 PM Thank you my friend. Always a pleasure to read your replies to my poems.