When Everything Becomes OldA Poem by E.P. RoblesWhen everything becomes old and all that is new becomes elite That all which happens is a hand in two and lips and lies are two in one Then once was precious is a down and life is looking around for a shout for something more -- then the sun and moon are dull and the spirit and soul are running around ; looking for something true. Then the world leaves. And trees die. And oceans shudder coming ashore in sunder. That which was less becomes the greater and lies abide in coffins and fair maidens in hats. :: 09-15-2017 ::
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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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