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Kevin Robinson Poem
I remain
as thee invisible
poet feeling without
flesh seen taking in
all your treasures
left behind
by your presence
Why have we come
to cross paths again
Where before you
standed looking
down from the heavens
on us
In life's reversal
in the shadow's presence
death is known and I
remain as an invisible
poet without flesh seen
Respect was there
Our rhythms have
come to cross paths
again
Where I know
for sure you were
here first before others
Who entwine and follow
in your path
Now I'm place
between all your sayings
in all of your spiritual
presence
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2010
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Kevin Robinson Poem
Will this be consider one
of the pieces left
behind in a puzzling world
I ask who will judge or go
into this time capsule
for themselves just
to find out what was going
on or what they have miss
in a world that was destine
to a system that in some way
we all had to follow
a time capsule has been filled
re-vitalized with happenings
and events of history treasures
Perhaps there will come a day
when it will be explored
Directions will pace these
new adventures of mine
that was saved for a moment
in time
How often have I
had to realize that today
there will be a tomorrow
leading to a future that's
not promising, but for sure
there's hope for all to cling too
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2014
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Kevin Robinson Poem
Wondering here and there
with every thought pending
each day and night
I begin to see that light
of living forever and I see
that light of hope as I watch
my own life unfolding within
So sad for a lonely man
who know it will come to
an end some day in his life
Only I know when, where,
and how but refusing to let
the pain over take what's left
inside of me (that is good)
I watch the clock ticking along
as I listen to my own heart
beats day and night
Filled with so much emotions
at so sad a time in life only I
know when it will come to an end
I dream and think as you do
with every thought pending
each day and night I am
living never forgetting
Only I know when, where,
and how being lonely will end
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2011
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Kevin Robinson Poem
If I were a King
we'll share almost everything
on a level I see as good
and I'll keep staring down
on the devil
by saying I don't think you should
To be a King
for someone like you
I would bare down
with a positive love
and help see you through.
'Only if I were a King
in this World'
And if I were a King
if only on Sundays
I would lead
you in prayers
That way I know
everyone would
receive their new faith
and begin to care
Even if I were a King
of a country, city, or town
All I'll ask of you is not to frown.
I'll look down
on you with the eyes'
of a King ask
of you that you go
to church and sing, sing and sing!
And I'll keep staring down
on the devil
by saying I don't
think you should,
and by the way devil,
all things was created
by God to be good
And if I were a King
for only a day
I would do all the work
there is with asking
for any pay
Only if I were a King
in this World
I would uplift
every man, women, boy
and girl
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2006
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Kevin Robinson Poem
I had nothing
but faith beside me
through it all
knowing I came down
again to walk
on the face
of the earth
Water began
pouring and pouring
from the sky
I knew I had
to head for cover
from the passing storms
I stood tall,
eventhough it
was pouring rain
While others fell
beneath the rocks
of fire
I saw the ocean
began to rise
and the roaring sea
waves clash on to the land
I stood tall,
as I heard thunder
began to roar
and all the creatures
shook with fear
I knew I had
to bring light
as the clouds
in the sky grew dark
I came down
as the ground was shaking
Knowing I came
down to walk
on the face of the earth
When the nails,
began piecing my hands
the arms were stretched out
on both sides
and feet interlocked
together on the cross
I had nothing
but faith beside me
through it all
knowing I came down
again to walk on the face
of the earth
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2006
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Kevin Robinson Poem
Last night,
just last night I wish
again she was here
I thought it would be best
I wonder this is a sign
and I took notice
and begin to feel the energy
Only last night I looked up
to that Star
There was none
other shining
brighter and coming to life
once again
She flash before me,
I reached
with both hands thinking
of her tragedy,
she was involved in
Only if I could pull her
beside me in that moment
before she drift away
Dreaming in sorrow, I
woke up it was raining
tears in June
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2009
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Kevin Robinson Poem
Crying into the wisdom
of love
Trudging where life
has no end
With an outlook
of where I am today
A man cries
into the wisdom
of life one would
think it's a sign
of where he is today
A sudden wind blows
in from the north
unshoved
Bright stars begin
to shine, luminating
high above
As a man cries
into the wisdom of love
Ina state
for perfection,
on his return
to what he consider
his home grounds
but haunting
flashbacks quickly
reminds him of a past
once filled
with his own affections'
Crying
into the wisdom of love
trudging where life
has no end
with an outlook
of where I am
today
With a smile
a note sent
many miles away
A man cries
into the wisdom
of life a found gift
that have him
where he is today
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2006
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Kevin Robinson Poem
I found what was lost
a treasure without the key
Have I found
the lost treasure
filled with special
guidance
Is there trust stored
inside I ask in faith
will the truth
be revealed
Who know
and can explain
for I know their
is a greatest who
can explain
in trust and honesty
his perceptions
is meant' to be clear to us
his visions are meant'
to be percieved
by us
Letting it ring
through out the land
in goodness and faith
as if echoing
in the shadows'
of a legacy
Are we on guard
for ourselves
to realize
and understand some
things worth listening too,
or that which is right
in unlocking
the trust stored inside
our own lives
Feeling
compassion
surrounding desires
felt, inside a heart
such as mine
A magic flame
ignites me inside,
giving me the strength
and a will to survive,
as I fight against
many struggles
encountered I ask
in faith will the truth
be revealed,
for I believe
in this treasure
and found what was lost
but without the key
can I unlock the
trust stored inside.
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2007
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Suspended in time
as something appears
Framed in motions
between futuristic settings
Where paradox leeds
in dramatic fashion
making visible what's
only imagine in thoughts
This place where paradox
lead to a brigther tomorrow
for some of us
Together we'll not lose site
of what's ahead
How real is this to see
Where futuristic images
are setup in a futuristic
background
Around the globe I go
in dramatic fashion
How is this to be
wondering where to stop
wanting to meet up
with this solution
called paradox
How magnificent
of a flow
taking place
to become real
Making visible what
is imagine in thoughts
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2006
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Kevin Robinson Poem
It was about how I felt going
through the inferno The
discoveries that were
made in ancient Italian times
The pieces coming together
completeing a mysterious puzzle,
that was known by very few
and still is today
But someone ask as I question
Could these burning flames
be of eternal life refusing
to cease, I say if this is true
inferno flames between heaven
and earth shield the air
I breathe' Raging fire cease
from burning release us
from hell's gate where the shadows
of death are not far behind
in its blurr of existence
I really don't think they get it
That thing at the bottom of the
inferno causing the flames
Where the shadow of death stalks
in this place It's not a joke where
someone can escape back to their
Mamma and Daddy
as when they was a child
Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2009
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