The are forever frozen,
reaching, stretching
towards the skies above.
They are told they
can touch the stars,
just out of reach.
Armies of them are placed
together -- frozen in the battle
to achieve their goal.
Wars are fought, lives lost
seasons past, years fly
they stand there - forever frozen.
Some are as ancient as the
stars themselves,
others are born into the world
with this impossible task.
They are imprisoned
by the earth
but still reach for the stars:
Soldiers
Prisoners
Trees.
Drowning in my fantasies escaping what is wrong
You sucked out my last breath of joy left me with remorse
Just one thought of you and i grow cold
Just give me a rest, we all have flaws.
OH! We don't have that love from our past, how could this be real!
The dark side won't set you free it's been always your friend
I can't be sentiment for you, the way you changed me, i can't heal.
From now i'll survive on my own, going into oblivion.
I dream of a world so perfect, unflawed
Fairytales and fantasies, wishes and pure hearts
But we're living the ultimate fraud
Fairytales are a fake, Hallucination of arts.
I want to give up, surrender my white flag
Looking at pictures, just feels so sad
Lighting a cigarette, taking my last drag
The thought of destruction, now doesn't seem so bad.
Stars are angel’s eyes
past loved one’s smiles
gazing at us lovingly
shining bright so we can see
the sun protects them in the day
radiating light so they can lay
next time you see a full moon
he’s filling in, new stars coming soon
"Every Saint has a past
And every Sinner
Has a Prayer."
Spaces all the same,dimensions but different
Ideas the very same rushing in to fill voids old
From heads stuffed of past Imitations dead
Straight walls ever rising up,closing space
Square,stiff,solid,regurgitating spirits staid
The same colors but in different places, limited
sick,drained of mind,with an empty soul I wept
Dear innovation creative where are you my angel?
Staring at space blank unchained to past I pondered
The angels came unannounced unknowing soft,
rushing to a heart,empty of mind,surrendered to an intent pure,
Dancing,guiding unfettered,intuitively fantastic,instinctively right
The walls falling away,squares smoothing to curves sexy
walls falling away,opening to vistas of unknown hues wondrous
That very dead space now alive,conducting,guiding a design philharmonic
"I" was media but,absorbing,directing flashes from unknown
Driven in a flash flood of euphoria unknowing, to an ocean creative
Knowing not who unchained me,setting me free for that fine Destiny,
Of Innovation. May be love or despair,whatever Divinity came.
That One Lost Love
Have you ever had that one lost love
That you remember from your past
The one who seemed to get away
But you wish you could have back
The timing wasn't perfect
For the love you had back then
Their broken heart not ready
So now they call you friend
Every now and then you speak
You hear the story of their life
They tell you that they fell in love
You feel an emptyness inside
You wish that they had felt this way
For the love you shared back then
For how can they have fell in love
When you have this love within
The future holds a different path
Then what we think we know
You cannot change the way they feel
You must let the friendship grow
So no matter what the future holds
Just know that love is true
For this friendship with a broken heart
Is the friendship I have with you
Carl Joseph Roberts
Some people like to
rip the flesh off and sink their teeth into
a beautifully golden apple.
Some people like to
destroy and obliterate every minute trace of
racism and discrimination.
Some people like to
scheme and plot in an effort to
save the planet.
Some people like to
crush the dreams of those who
would destroy everything society has worked for.
Some people like to
drag their heels and remain stubborn no matter what because
they know that this is not what you really want.
Some people like to
shove and push past everyone else because they want to
be with the one they love more than anything.
Some people like to do things you or I,
may find strange or wrong.
But they are not.
They are just being
themselves.
Look to the past to find your demons
Ghosts appear as memories loom,
Transgressions weave uneasy feelings
The horrors glide across the room.
Tissue scarred for wrongs committed
Hot, wet tears run down your face,
Embarrassed feelings bleed discomfort
Bad reflections have no grace.
A writhing in your nether regions
Bleak remorsefulness inside,
Feelings based on actions rendered
Face your demons, run and hide.
Overwhelming sinful actions
Drive you to a freezing place,
Confess your crimes to Catholic faction
Bare your shredded soul’s disgrace.
Marshalg
@theGate
Mangere Bridge
9 May 2009
- From "Watching the Ripples Radiate"
Look to the past to find your demons
Ghosts appear as memories loom,
Transgressions weave uneasy feelings
The horrors glide across the room.
Tissue scarred for wrongs committed
Hot, wet tears run down your face,
Embarrassed feelings bleed discomfort
Bad reflections have no grace.
A writhing in your nether regions
Bleak remorsefulness inside,
Feelings based on actions rendered
Face your demons, run and hide.
Overwhelming sinful actions
Drive you to a freezing place,
Confess your crimes to Catholic faction
Bare your shredded soul’s disgrace.
Marshalg
@theGate
Mangere Bridge
9 May 2009
Welcome to the dawn of a new age,
open up the book and turn the page,
Be amazed by what you see, it's only the evolution of humanity
Who has the answers?
Lets ask the question,
it's as if no one is even paying attention.
Is it money? Which was created by man,
it does separate people, now are you starting to understand?
It's a trap, set by death, it wont stop,
till we breath our last breath,
That's right! Not even death is free, is money the mother of poverty?
overpopulation, segregation, a messed up nation, usually leads to mass anialation,
wartime, many battles rage on ,
Is it about hatred? Or is it a politicians song?
Time and space,
are they our final frontiers?
bombs explode and people run in fear,
a culture wiped out, to the future they are unknown,
will aliens from space ever invade our home?
Will we pledge allegiance to their flag?
Whatever may wave, whatever they have,
science there's the fiction and the fact,
but sometimes it is hard to believe all that,
Who will do it? Who will find the answers?
Prophets fall but not from cancers,
Who will stand up? Who will be the one?
To bring about change without firing a gun?
Every generation builds off the back of the last,
Sacrifices made but ignored,dooms us to repeat the past..
