BOBBY Z - POEMS

​BOBBY Z is a avid writer and Blogger, also has video’s, audio’s a podcast and has Authored the Book Tales Of The Junkyard Dog. A rather abrupt and unusual Collection of Poems providing insightful and comical commentary on life, the Convergence of the past and the present, and the trails and tribulations of
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BOBBY Z THE JYD, 78 YEAR OLD VET, CANCER SURVIVOR, RECOVERING ALCOHOLIC (41 YEARS) AND ORIGINAL JERSEY CITY 50’S BAD BOY WHO TELLS IT LIKE IT IS FROM THE BELLY OF THE BEAST.

​THE BELLS FOREVER SHALL TOLL

                    THE BELLS ARE AGAIN TOLLING..FOR LONG LOST RELATIONSHIPS
                            LIKE A LOST SHIP IN THE NITE..FOREVER HIDDEN IN TIME.
 
                    THE EFFORT TO REBUILD THEM..HAVE BEEN PLAQUED BY RESENT.
                                             LOST FOREVER..NEVER AGAIN TO BE HAD.
 
                           SIMILAR TO THE GREAT CLASSICS.. SOME REMAIN FOREVER.
                   THEN THERE ARE THOSE..THAT JUST DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A TRACE..
 
                          RELATIONSHIPS SO SPECIAL..MANY LOCKED AWAY FOREVER.
                          ONCE THE SPELL IS BROKEN..ONE NEVER REMAINS THE SAME.
 
                                             THRU-OUT THE AGES..THEY RISE AND FALL.
                                               MANY REMAIN..OTHERS AWAIT THE CALL.
 
                       MANY TORTURED FOR EVER... NEVER TO REGAIN WHAT ONCE WAS.
                 LITTLE TIME TO REAP THE HARVEST..NO TIME TO RECAPTURE THE LOSS.
 
                              ONCE THERE WAS JOY, AND MOMENTS OF ETERNAL LOVE.
                               REMNANTS OF WHAT ONCE WAS..IS ALL THAT REMAINS.
 
                                   ONCE SOLID AS A ROCK..NOW FRAGILE AS A FAULT.
                                               SILENCE PREVAILS..AS THEY FADE AWAY.
 
                           THE BELLS FOREVER SHALL TOLL..AS THEY SLOWLY SLIP AWAY.
                                                   ONCE LOST..,MAY NEVER BE AGAIN.

​ YESTERDAY’S GONE

​                               Yesterdays gone. Tomorrow will never come.
                                                  The Sun can’t shine, Rivers can’t run.
                        Slowly evaporating, Like the morning dew.
                                                        What once was, Will never be.
                          Excluded from the future, confined to the past
                                      The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, Do we really care.
                        Where have we gone, And where have we been.
                                                Once un-destructible walls, Crumble and fall.
                                   Sleep walking thru life, Unable to perform.
                                                   Rising tides, No longer go out or come in.
                   The light at the end of the tunnel, Now remains dim.
                                                   Visions of grandeur, Never again to return.
                               Exploding emotions, Now Silent and still.
                                                         Were we ever here, Or did we ever exist.
                                      Lost forever, Your ship has sailed.
                                                 Marooned on a dead end street, Forever alone.
                                  Left at the altar, Consumed with regret.
                                                    Yesterday’s gone, Tomorrow will never come.

TOO OFTEN

                                                                TOO OFTEN OUR THOUGHTS.
                                                                     CONFUSED BY WHAT WE SEE.
                                                         TOO OFTEN WERE RUNNING BACKWARDS.
                                                               DON’T KNOW WHO WE WANT TO BE.
                                                            TOO OFTEN WE CHERISH THE MOMENT.
                                                                            THEN LET IT SLIP AWAY.
                                                                 TOO OFTEN WE ATTEMPT TO TALK.
                                                     CAN’T REMEMBER WHAT WE WANTED TO SAY.
                                                                        TOO OFTER WE’RE SEDUCED.
                                                                         BY FORBIDDEN TREASURES.
                                                                        TOO OFTEN WE SURRENDER.
                                                                         TOO IMPOTENT PLEASURES.
                                                                               TOO OFTEN REALITY.
                                                                COMES CRASHING THRU THE DOOR.
                                                                       TOO OFTEN WERE HELPLESS.
                                                                        CONFINED TOO THE FLOOR.
                                                                  TOO OFTEN WERE HELD CAPTIVE.
                                                                         IN OUR SELF-IMPOSED HELL.
                                                                              TOO OFTEN WE PLEAD.
                                                                        RELEASE ME FROM THIS CELL.
                                                                             TOO OFTEN WE WANDER.
                                                                                 STARING INTO SPACE.
                                                                        TOO OFTEN WERE AVAILABLE.
                                                                       THEN GONE WITHOUT A TRACE.
                                                               TOO OFTEN OUR HEARTS ARE BROKEN.
                                                                WERE ALWAYS WAVING FROM WITHIN.
                                                                        TO OFTEN TIME HAS RUN OUT.
                                                                AND WERE LEFT” PISSING IN THE WIND”

 WALKING THRU

                                             SCANTLY CLAD.
                                            AND WALKING THRU.
                                            IMAGINARY FLOWERS.
                                            AMONGST THE DEW.
                                            COURAGEOUS MOMENTS.
                                            LEAD YOU ASTRAY.
                                            CONDEMNING YOUR INH IBITIONS.
                                            CAUSING A DELAY.
                                            VISIONS OF TRANQUILITY.
                                            ERACES THE TRACES.
                                            COMPROMISING YOUR DESIRE.
                                            FOR HER GENTLE EMBRACES.
                                            THE PINNACLE OF HER DESIRE.
                                            ESCAPES YOUR CARESSES.
                                            YOUR LEFT WITHOUT THE LUST.
                                            SHE ONLY POSSESSES.
                                            TOTAL DENIAL.
                                            AS HER SCENT DRIFTS AWAY.
                                 
                                            RELINGUISHES YOUR BREATH.
                                            SHE’LL RETURN ANOTHER DAY.