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The Viking

I am down on bended knee asking god for a plea

I am just I of what I used to be

I am a forgotten memory

Thus I want to turn and flee

My composure is dewelling as I gather strength for sanity

I feel I lost touch with humanity

My soul will never have clarity

I will forever be in obscurity

Knowing I am selfish in vanity




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Child of Mine

My darling child of mine, where do I begin

You are a miracle upon miracles the ever sweet gracious song to my humble 
existence 

You are what I hope and dreamed for 
You are perfect from your eyes to your toes
Your gleeful laughter echoes in my heart for you make it swell in delight

Such a exuberant smile, when I look upon it I still stare in wonder how perfect it 
radiates from you

How such a small essence of beginning you came from, now to this, a cherub of 
utter pleasantries 

When god made you he crack the mold so no other could be design as lovely as 
you

 I have wished and prayed for just a healthy babe instead I was blessed with 
exquisite bountifulness
My beautiful darling child of mine



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Love Notes

Has my heart been so blind?
Oh sweet lies set me free

Have I been mislead?
Does the sun not rise every morn?

Am I daft so?
Have I misinterpreted your sweet tokens?

Does the moon not shine with the sprinkles of stars?
To flee from this misgiving praise you so effortlessly set me a blaze with

I have become the jester at the king’s table and you the fable teller
Such childish games you play with ones fragile heart

Oh speak my divine conquest please I implore you seek out the blade you so 
cunningly stab me with when I was not looking

I am the fool’s errand, you bested me, and now I shall die forever in my lonely 
desperate time



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Heaven Is Over Rated

Expectations from the world I left behind
Digging up frustrations from the spent time

I dream upon notions seeing pretense emotions
I want everything to be all right

Therefore, I am driven by memories of light
I do not want to be another creation

Therefore, I start on my soul-searching salvation
I struggle for the chance to be healed once more

Therefore, I stand before this very door as I did long ago
And as I reach out to the emulating glow realize my head is
Hanging low for I cannot take what it bestows


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A Little Hope

Today I don’t know what to do with myself
Wandering the halls looking for the breeze of calm

I looked for a star to pray on
Hoping to find the glow, I once held

I want to touch the things I once felt in my heart
This fever burns brighter going ever deeper

You might say I lost hope by giving up the fight
I do not know what to believe in, nothing makes sense

All I see are the shades of shadows
I live in the wake of night

My emotions I can no longer find
Am falling from hopes so high

I will never understand, never waking with questions of how or why
I do not who I am, this where I start to cry



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Disappoint Me

Hail angles go away I have no desperation this very day
There is no reason for me to hear of what you say the devil is at bay

These angels of mine your wasting your time why do you delay I no longer need 
you to stay

I do not wish for you to burden me I sense no evil this night
Take flight from my sight

If I see you here anymore, I have no choice but to ignore all the pleas you will 
bestow upon thee 

I give my decree I cannot see the evil that is before me
It wears a disguise dress in white wearing baby blue eyes

I gasp in horror for this scene why did you not tell me
To late to late you cry out for you said I was in doubt

For I turn and flee, knowing it will chase me 
For look I see my guardian angel over me, thus I feel I have gained victory

Tsk Tsk it says you disappoint me you runaway I could never be one of your 
strays, so here you will lay here you will rest with the very thing you detest 

For you did not believe what they had said at heavens request instead you 
showed regress 




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For

For if I cannot go far 
Then let me count my ways

For if I live my life for me 
Then let me see it through others eyes

For if I’m bound by all this For if I make a mistake 
Let it be my burden to live with

For If I conflict with my choices 
Let it be from within

For if I know my wrong doings 
Let me live with them

For if I see my true colors 
Let it be for others to judge the real me

For if I can’t see my life  
Then it was meant to be

For if I can never feel
Let me try

For if I can never rest 
Then give me strength


Let me be set free then

For if not  
I am powerless to ones self-inner demons
 

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Crayons In Red

Why has everything have to change?

Why hasn’t any one known of my troubles other then god?

The face I live with will always be there

I long to make these memories be absent

When they say they will be there why haven’t they?

Should I take life as it comes?

It feels like raw pain in distress

Nevertheless, is this the war I face when I am here?

I watch it run down my fingers reminding me of red crayons

Yet, no one told of the after effects, no warning labels


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