The devil knows his trade;He knows you’re God-made.He’ll trick you into believingThe world’s idols he’s deceiving. With sweet talking and promises bold,He’ll lure you in with white lies retold,Masking deception in glitter and gold,Looking for souls to be bought or … Continue reading going with the flow
The poetry left me today;That little flame of pride,She made sure—To extinguish last night. And in my helplessness,All I could say:“Why did I ever thinkShe was going to stay?” I thought I was her poet,And she was my free verse.I … Continue reading Goodbye Creativity, Hello AI
Is my next life going to be just like the oneI’m living today,but simply a shift in place and time? Will I retrace the same beaten paths—embracing echoes from my past,that I thought I had left behind? Was my previous … Continue reading Breaking out from the Redundant Life
If I exist in the present,I have existed before. If I existed before,I will exist after. And if I existed before and after,I have existed forever. I am not a plant;I have a conscious. I am not an animal;I am … Continue reading Immortality and The Human Condition
People ask me:“Why don’t you have somebody to love?”If I knew the answer to that,I wouldn’t be sitting here alone. A long time ago,I got lucky and fell in love,But then my luck ran out—I mean, the woman ran off. … Continue reading Unlucky in Love
If this earthly existence is all there is,Why even bother?After all that winning and grinning,Don’t you eventually lose? Does the butterfly rememberIt was once a measly caterpillar?And if it does—why would it care?It’s too busy fluttering everywhere. So goes mankind … Continue reading Transformation, New Age, Born Again
Most people are concerned with the end:Whether you won,Whether or not you finished the race. But what about the one who didn’t?The one who lost, the one who cried,The one who tried and didn’t arrive? How about the beginning?How about … Continue reading The Journey’s End
When I observe the Earth, the sun, the moon, the stars;I recognize the cosmos and a harmony that is ours.On the stage of night, comets dance and gleam,each twinkling light beams hope; each orbit, a new theme. When I look … Continue reading I Acknowledge My Creator
If you wantto write a poem? You’ll need a pretty pot,some fertile soil,a good seed,and plenty of clear water. And with a sunny smile,you’ll grow a flower. But if your tulipshave a frown,it’s because,your gourd had weeds! Spanish Translation ¿Si … Continue reading Green Thumb
I don’t know how old my soul is.I don’t know if this is my first Earthor if I’ve been to many more, like it before. All I know, is that while I’m in the present,I must give it all I’ve … Continue reading My Soul Mate: Mi Motivación
Once upon a time in America, in a state not far away,there lurked a populist monster, with a golden sway,an authoritarian named MAGA, who liked to make demands,as it campaigned for the GOP, in the swamp lands. The monster had … Continue reading The Real MAGA Campaign
If my father’s nationDevolves into a fascist regime,I’m a dead man—Because I’m a freeman blogger. If my mother’s homelandEvolves into a communist state,I’m an imprisoned man,‘Cause I’m also—a propagandist. By: ElRoyPoet © 2019 Poem Analysis: the Existential Threat of Political … Continue reading The Cost of Freedom of Expression
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