I had written this poem when I was 19 years old. Strangely, it was inspired by a dream about my car running off of a bridge into what appeared to be a shallow creek. The creek was actually quite deep and I was surprised. That inspired the line "dreams of deception"
What feelings of contempt I bear
within my blackened heart.
Longing for something which is not there-
finishing something that did not start.
Hideous figures bent to form
writhing snakes beneath dark covers.
Where the faithful become the forlorn
and enemies become quiet lovers.
Dreams of deception, I cannot conceal
in my thoughts - In every hour
I've prayed to God and Devil for a deal
to release my dreams of their power.
You may look upon me, but do not judge me
for, your eyes can't see my soul.
I may just be that lowly snake
having an appetite to devour your goals.
Do Not Look Back In Lost Faith Is TOTALLY Irrelevant
In My World I Do Look Back In Revenge (Is So Sweet) Yes
(God) Satan In Same Better Dare Not Cross My Path
Who Cares You Are Angry----I Curse (God) Daily As I
Watch Him Sit There In His Insane Realm---
With (He Has) His Hands Over His Ear......NO (Illusion) JOKE...
Your Only AS FATE As It Is To Keep On Going ....
Life Is (Sucks) Bitch Anybody Tells You Otherwise Is Idiot....
Humans Your So-Called Friend$ (Past) As A D Can Could Care Less....
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Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
In Short As BUDDHA All (World) Is But ILLUSION
So To Void It You As I Have Come To Conclusion
Do Not Look Back In Lost Faith Is TOTALLY Irrelevant
In My World I Do Look Back In Revenge (Is So Sweet) Yes
(God) Satan In Same Better Dare Not Cross My Path
Who Cares You Are Angry----I Curse (God) Daily As I
Watch Him Sit There In His Insane Realm---
With (He Has) His Hands Over His Ear......NO (Illusion) JOKE...
Your Only AS FATE As It Is To Keep On Going ....
Life Is (Sucks) Bitch Anybody Tells You Otherwise Is Idiot....
Humans Your So-Called Friend$ (Past) As A D Can Could Care Less....
Your Friend In The End, TRASK....
Ron