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Robert Delamare Poem
The word of today is "anything"
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2012
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The essence of this world
So un-pure and un-thoughtful
Sweetened by hatred
Soured by death
Meager to keep its unholy value
There is no need to ask why or how come
For it will not tell you the answer you seel
If it does it will show your hidden lies
As action cannot be taken
An weeping has no purpose
The attention of one limited to the smallest detail
Realizing you common regrets
Your lingering desire
Not of lust
But the unknown
Freedom, justice only found in the deepest
Crevice of this world
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2012
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Robert Delamare Poem
Take a step back
And think why you took a step foward
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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They call me cunning but Im only a kid
They call me stunning want to take a bid
I might gamble I might cheat
Lets just skip that beat
I've already confess
My one true purpose
That to gain not give
For I want to live
Slated as a outlaw
Accused as a thief
Why do i bear all this grief
Ha Ha many laugh but they are not true
Accused themselves and all there old world crew
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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One lifetime love
You show them no selfish sign
For there always on your mind
They may have been your high school crush
For they always give you a rush
When you might not know they stare into your eyes
When you do something good they might acknowledge you to themselves
Many love to a extent that cannot be bound
It can travel far above
Meaningless to others
But great to the love of one another
They're the ones would holds your heart in there hands
Can make you weak every time they near
A laugh it is they do not know of your love
One day they wil
For that how great love is
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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Int this starry night
Hidden by the moonlight
Were true love flowers
And true hatred devours
As my life flashes
My future and past passes
I wonder what can I do
For Im dead without my shoe
Ha Ha I may be old
Even I dont know my own age
Just another day In my page
Tonight is the creepshow
And the stinch flows
Halloween i say
Halloween is the way
Be frightened and scared
You will not be spared
Ghouls and ghost plunder in darkness
Werewolves and Vampires are coming out
With there scary spout
As the zombies rise
Here comes Frankenstein
With there deathly cries
The leeches nibble your blood
Can you feel the disgusting
Graveyard mud
Run all you want
We will not give up the hunt
Goodnight please let the bed bugs bite
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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This 1966 mustang that i own
It unique and thinks it has it own throne
Oh yes it drives
Thats until the engine dies
Was this car ever fast
To me it seems out classed
Since last year I've worked on this car
Everyone knows i haven't got that far
But i know it has potential
Even thought i just broke it rear end differential
It doesn't roar
And no its not like that greek god thoar
More or less its funny
I should call it a big lovable bunny
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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A fragile mind
Is a prosperous mind
It has a delicate structure
Pure as possible
loyal as it is noble
It puts bravery before cowardness
No temptation can seize its existence
Forever more shall it succeed
Many have not known of its capabilities
For it has created many knowledgeable people
To limitless warriors
Leaders who do not prowl there quarters hidden
But join there soldiers on the battlefield
Instead of giving opinions
It has written facts
This mind is natural
Pursuing thoughts of mixed feelings
Strength it obtains its clueless to
For this mind is not just at the top of the hill
But at the lowest it has weaknesses to
For its love and care can be taken advantage
By even the ones that are close
For even its heart is delicate
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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I bear witness to fighting and chaos
I bear witness to unjust favors
A change in the tone of the day i bear witness
I bear witness to the time of day
As coolness feels dry and heat feels empty I bear witness
Sounds no longer echo scenery has no color I bear witness
I bear witness to a witness that bears me
To and from the leaves blow I bear witness
I bear witness to the awkward sound of my footsteps
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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My life
Its full of strife
Am I needed
Maybe not
I live day to day like a robot
Reccuring incidents
On purpose accident
Feeling small and fragile
Though my attempts at freedom are agile
Ive finally obtain my strength and become a man
Gaining many supporters and 1 glorious fan
As of today i fought back and won
Now lets see those fools on the run
Copyright © Robert Delamare | Year Posted 2011
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