Hello to all at The Portal… KubIxSRube here…!! 😉 Well, what can I say….? its been a while…! I feel absolutely no shame in admitting that I lost my way a little, in life as well as creatively… there have been some pretty rough times in my life, personal tragedies that seem to follow me …
Author Archives: RubIxSKube
No Way… Nah… Whatever.
Look into my eyes…. What is it you see…? What you see is nothing… Empty, blue… like me. Devoid of all feeling… Stripped of all love… Battered, bruised, broken-hearted… Discarded like a glove. Caring, loving, tortured soul… Words that once defined… Add lonely now to that list… Double underlined. You can’t see me for looking… …
My Twinkling Little Star…
A short, personal poem I wrote after my then girlfriend suffered a miscarriage… the only of my works that actually makes me cry, even as a man…. I admit that. I wish I could have known you…. For as little as just a day… Your little palm wrapped round my finger… Making worries slip away. …
Made For You And Me…
I saw you once again last night… As I closed my eyes… But that was nothing new to me… It came as no surprise. But as I faded to the blackness… I travelled back in time… To when life was much more innocent… And I could call you mine. So how could it be…? That …
A Special Little Boy…
I knew a baby boy once… A special little guy…. A smile that could melt a rock… Seen through his mummy’s eyes. Loved by all around him… He giggled and he smiled…. He was happily infectious… He was just that sort of child. His little brother loved him… This special little boy… No more would …
House of Autopsy…
Take me to pieces… Slice into ny soul… Tear away my spirit… And leave a bleeding, oozing hole. Call me in a thousand years… When we’re a lighter shade of low… Or say goodbye tomorrow… And pretend you didn’t know. A leaf to help you cut me… So you can gaze deep inside… Dissect what …
Beauty Of Grey Eyes…
That girl over there… The one with grey eyes… She cannot stop crying… No matter how she tries. The weight of Heaven… The burn of Hell… She’s begging for help… But no-one can tell. Nobody can see her… To stop all her tears… Invisible to those who should care… Its been like this for years. …
Sweet Paranoia…
I’m fit to burst and starved of air… My head is spinning under your innocent glare… My mind is a mess, a blur of time… This wasn’t a poem, but its starting to rhyme… I’m gonna explode, the clock is ticking… The light’s reflecting and the mud is sticking… My stomach is burning with gallons …
Faceless, Nameless…
I’m heavier than heaven… But lighter than air… Simply complex… Darker than fair. Innocently guilty… Of a victimless crime… Frozen in motion… Ahead of my time. Lovingly despised by those that don’t know… Secretly adored by the ebb and the flow. So much more rounded than the average square… But not much smarter than the …
Ralphie´s Portal 