Hate is a serious offence and posesses you,your mind
Hate takes over and you'll discover that  your trueself is missing
unable to find
Hate ruins you and keeps you from staying sane
it crushes you and make light in your pathway dufficult to obtain
Hate is a path to to hell,to an endless fire,it will own you and make of you an exquisite liar
It will destroy you and control you if entered into your heart and when it's there it might not easily depart.

Looking back and at all the signs,
Seeing the memory that always rewinds,
I guess I should have felt this coming,
Love can't be woven with such fragile string,
I regret holding so tightly to the nonexistence,
I pushed and pulled with such resistance,
I threw you down I picked you up,
We made love, but you always ******,
I wanted to keep you safe in my heart,
But we were broken before we fell apart,
I wrecked my love, you wrecked my home,
Locked in these tattered walls all on my own,
The ones you clawed and finally broke down,
But you let the waves crash in; you let me drown,
There is no hope here; there is nothing left,
I will always morn our tragic death,
But I guess I somehow always knew,
That I was never meant to love you.

The Peppered Pickle Clown
(Peppered Pickle Day)

This is a story you may not know
And it's banned in pickle town
It's about a peppered pickle
That became a circus clown

He started out his short life
Looking through a stained glass jar
Watching his sweet pickled brother
Become a kosher star

Although his peppered pickled life was sweet
This peppered pickle wanted more
He would join the circus as a clown
And be a smash that fans adored

At first it started slowly
No fans would call his name
But a peppered pickle as a clown
Well thats funny just the same

As time went on he made them laugh
They started yelling for him more
Then a show was given just to him
And a peppered pickle day was born

All the fans they ordered pickles
On peppered pickles they would gorge
Then one day there came a time
When peppered pickles they ran short

The peppered pickle clown knew right then
That it was time to make his mark
So he made a deal with Vlasic corp.
To put peppered pickles in their jars

Well Vlasic corp. invited him
To come take a private tour
They said that he would relish it
And be a cut up in the stores

They put the peppered pickle clown
In a clown chair and tied him down
They said it was for safety
As the belt showed him all around

The belt went slow when starting out
Picked up speed as it went along
The peppered pickle clown was sliced and diced
Vlasic didn't clown around

So remember the peppered pickle clown
When you shop at your home store
He gave his life for stardom
And thats why you now pay more

Today is peppered pickle day
And should be known the world around
Made famous by a sweet delight
The peppered pickle clown

Carl J. Roberts

I put pen to paper
not knowing
what to expect
if I will be satisfied
with what I write
or if anyone
will like
what I
write

I don't see myself
as a gifted soul
all my words
were dug up
from the dark
and beautiful
parts of me
that were
buried
in soil

my heart speaks
so loudly
even my mind
can hear
the echoing
of my thoughts
as I think of the
memories
which made me
and created
the identity
of the poet
that I became
to be

may your lips linger
for all time
may your lips linger
like a fine Cabernet wine

let them take me
on a journey to paradise
let them take me
let them not think twice

may your lips linger
for all time
may your lips linger
like a fine Cabernet wine

let them entwine
in my heart's threads
never to be shed
let them entwine
let them be mine
for all time