Death, Oh DeathA Poem by E.P. RoblesThe poem celebrates passion and emotion over rationality and structure.When feeling reigns supreme, What matter as rules of syntax it would seem? Those who obsess over structure and form Will never truly experience passion's storm. Better to be a fool, wholly consumed, While spring's vibrant colors are still in bloom. My blood boils with a fiery passion, For kisses are the truest expression, A greater fate than wisdom can provide, Lady, I swear by all flowers that preside. Do not shed a tear for what may never be, For my greatest thoughts pale in comparison to see Your eyelids flutter, affirming our love's rightful place, Together we will navigate life's surrealist maze. So laugh, my love, and recline in my arms, For life is not a mere paragraph of charm, And death, oh death, I believe to be no mere punctuation mark. :: 04.23.2023 ::
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StatsAuthorE.P. RoblesSAN ANTONIO, TXAboutI write a lot and I paint a lot. I think just enough that I believe I am a very crazy person at all times. I am very friendly to a fault and find life very very short. I write in bursts with each p.. more..Writing
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