Poems

This poem was written 02/28/2003

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Grey skies seem to unfit
If it were right, it could not end
No matter the lengthy last
Your time is lost within
What little could be said
No more comfort can be done
Feel the infantile blow
Here now comes the sun

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2003 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written 01/28/2003

Lamp Posts and Light Shades

We want to quit this all
but it ends before we try

boredom comes with little trickles of insanity
dripping their way free

When once looked away
another falls just the same

and in this, emptiness finds it's place
a false tragedy unfolds

the only failure one finds
is only what, is in one's mind

it will only grow
if you let it be

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2003 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written 01/21/2003

Love at its Fullest

What a sweet smell
Happiness grows within
It provokes feelings unreal
More then any dream
So much love in your embrace
How perfect we seem
Not even the best poet could write us
More beautiful then any scene
A feeling felt only by a few

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2003 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written fall of 1999

poem of nihil

The distance we must go
are hearts will hurt us so
I can’t believe that all this pain
is all for nothing
do we live are life’s in vain

we live the way we want
but in sight of others
we change to look like
what they want us to be
everything is lost

and soon you will be too

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written fall of 1999

True Love?

Oddly optimi stic
somehow I always knew
even darkened by the past
but I have only seen a few
the life, the pain
the feelings are so
insane
what my mind does see
My eyes are blanked
by fear
that ture love
will never come to me

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written fall of 2002

Spoken without Words

through the dark embrace
sick of running this race
feelings unrefined
thoughts of light
pay no mind
withering in this time
missed one stitch in nine
in emptiness there is a sign
and on it
pay no mind

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written fall of 1998

Absence of Me

Pale thoughts
divisions have come true.
Lost in the eye sight
of something I once knew.
Driven to see what
I have made of me
what should have been there,
was what was not.
Seeing how you look at me now.
My life you see
is lost to me,
as long as I know
and to you I will show
what's the Absence of me.
 

Robert Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written spring of 2002

Late Yet Again

This life with Illusionary walls
so sample yet it is not so real at all
time goes so fast
how can I tell if it is even real
happiness is relative
to the life you did not live
paying attention costs way too much for me
only in our minds are we free
 

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written fall of 1998, my first poem

Never Me

Can you come back to me,
I don't even know what I did.
I close my eyes,
hoping you will come back.
I open my eyes to see
all the lies that have come to be.
Can't you see, it's killing me
and only you can set me free.
But now that these lies have ended you and me
all I have left
are dreams of a life that will never be.
The changes you see
will end me
everything that was then
will never be me again.

Robert Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written fall of 1999

Soul Mate

The right body, the right mind is so hard to find.
The right kiss, the right touch, oh how I would like to know so much.
The right heart, the right soul, you don't have to tell them,
they just know.
The right time, the right feel, your heart they will steal.
Not all will find this gift.
You will have to search high and low.
You will never know how far you must go.
But when you get there you will know.

Robert Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley

 

This poem was written January of 2001

Mindless Rambling Of Not Knowing Why

Aimlessly walking
for I have nothing better to do
a path the never ends
every step pushes me further away from you
maybe with this next step I will get there
or should it be saddened by the past step not being the right one
I feel, I could be there soon
but could it end without ever knowing you
not knowing how to feel or what I should do
I think I am expecting to much out of this
and way to little out of you

Robert James Talley

Copyright ©2002 Robert James Talley