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The similarities in the lives of identical twins
prove my theory, our lives are run according
to preset programs, when it has been decreed
that I would be sad on a certain day, I am, even
...

On thing I admire, nay two things
always strike me as admirable:
The way evil characters always
laugh with total happy abandon
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She won’t accept a different version
of the fairy tale she loves best, I tried
to convince her all day long, showed
her the many variations on the original
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The worst of changes unexplained
is the loneliness, not taking friends
or family along, having to pass through
the tunnel alone, all by myself
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Marooned on my island, stranded
in a strange universe, alone with
my thoughts – the mental plane
where spirits are waiting for
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All our declarations about the world
reflect our own attitudes and say
nothing about the world out there
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Desperate measures last night;
bravely read Mickey Spillane,
following the adventures of Mike
Hammer, conversing in some
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Today I’ve had the thrill
of saving a pill, did not
have to take one in
order to focus my mind
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Still reciting dreams?

Mickey Spillane finally
gave his hero the dame
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I feel like Mike Hammer after the third or
fourth attack by a gunman in one day, I
feel all fatigued and evil, finding the noise
in my downtown Chicago just too much;
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Ressentiment, hostility
with no means of
expression,
can be cancelled
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The Best Poem Of Robert Smith

Rose-Coloured Glasses

The similarities in the lives of identical twins
prove my theory, our lives are run according
to preset programs, when it has been decreed
that I would be sad on a certain day, I am, even
though nothing has changed in the world, no event
took place, a new feeling simply invades my head
and takes over my life, seeing the world
as a vale of tears

When we suddenly react to cues that do not
originate in the outside world, the inner stream is
running free and no amount of rebellion can stop
the tide, what amused me yesterday might make
me cry today, the only relief is sitting still, not
moving my head; reading books I normally disdain,
just accept I’m being somebody else

Until this goes as suddenly as it came, I hope the
dark glasses worn by this stranger who takes over
my life from time to time and sees all of life as sad
and bleak, gets broken and torn so I can stay in my
choice to look at life through rose-coloured glasses…

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Dany Deprez 13 December 2020

a long at the top of the mountain no surroundings it sounds like a romantic painting but it isn't it's mine .d

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