Ross Emerson Realino : Writing

Snowflakes Of Summer

Snowflakes Of Summer

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


And so it was The day I left my heart on this table Under the old shed Next to a humble tree It was this table that wrote this episode It was a..
Four Walls Of Infinite Sadness

Four Walls Of Infinite Sadness

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


I walked down the stairs of emptiness All that I have followed was a shadow of you I was almost halfway of reaching you But again, you were gone in..
Diary Of A Spaceman

Diary Of A Spaceman

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


I saw all I saw everything I was sent to survey the void Then found myself dreary Celebrated yet disenchanted With my tears against the gravi..
The Best Days Of Our Lives

The Best Days Of Our Lives

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


Cracked emotions Disappointed people Fragile hearts Shattered dreams U-turns and highways Red lights and blue skies Loners and lovers Sleepy ..
All Hail The Fictitious Dictator!

All Hail The Fictitious Dictator!

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


We have come to witness the fall The fall of humanity in my hands In my hands, where your minds revolve Revolve around your blind society Society ..
1998

1998

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


Time is never the same at all A path of no return Leaving the memoirs of youth Where our lives our forever changed We will never be the same We'r..
White Silhouette

White Silhouette

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


And what? What should I say? Is there something to say? Is there something I need to know? I tried to save you I tried to open your mind But y..
Esther's Playground

Esther's Playground

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


Alone inside these four walls Silence whispered as the night falls With lights off and candles on Her daily mantra plays on and on Shattered gl..
Ad Infinitum

Ad Infinitum

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


Sunshine doesn't last all day In the night, it will fade away Caught in a reverie of me and you In my mind is a thousand pictures of you Lost in ..
Nameless

Nameless

A Poem by Ross Emerson Realino


All these words seem to be meaningless. Who cares if I write these things? Will I get relieved? Will I get better? They all seem to slip away...