Submissions by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write, and think, and paint, and draw, and read, and...
SELF POEM
Published
Yesterday 9:57pm
Yesterday 9:57pm
Rondo
Beauty is not a word!
Beauty is many words...
Poeming together.
(Beleza não é uma palavra
Beleza é muitas palavras
Poemando juntas.)
Beauty and words are
Our day-to-day bread.
Words given to mouth
As if you are simply hungry!
(Beleza e palavras são
Os nossos pães de cada dia.
Palavras dadas à boca
Como quem tem muita fome!)
Beauty is many words...
Poeming together.
(Beleza não é uma palavra
Beleza é muitas palavras
Poemando juntas.)
Beauty and words are
Our day-to-day bread.
Words given to mouth
As if you are simply hungry!
(Beleza e palavras são
Os nossos pães de cada dia.
Palavras dadas à boca
Como quem tem muita fome!)
#beauty
#kindness
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#WritingPoetry
34 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2024 11:46am
20th Dec 2024 11:46am
About Her for Her and with Her
Her is her, in the quiet hours of dawn.
A whisper in the stillness, a breath of the morning air.
Her presence is a thread in the tapestry of time
weaving patterns of herself and fragments of others.
In the mirror, Her sees reflections,
not just one own, but countless faces.
Each gaze a story, each smile a secret,
Her identity shifts, dances, in the fluidity of moments.
Her walks the path of many,
one's steps echoing in the lives of others,
adopting roles, shedding skins, becoming more than one.
Yet in Her heart, there...
A whisper in the stillness, a breath of the morning air.
Her presence is a thread in the tapestry of time
weaving patterns of herself and fragments of others.
In the mirror, Her sees reflections,
not just one own, but countless faces.
Each gaze a story, each smile a secret,
Her identity shifts, dances, in the fluidity of moments.
Her walks the path of many,
one's steps echoing in the lives of others,
adopting roles, shedding skins, becoming more than one.
Yet in Her heart, there...
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2024 11:18am
20th Dec 2024 11:18am
Love fools with no lifeboats
Yes, it is foolish to love someone.
When the heart is exposed to risk
and reason, in the shadow, disappears,
into the nights when the soul suffers.
For a touch that never comes,
by a look that averts.
And yet there is a charm
in the foolishness of loving someone.
When the heart is exposed to risk
and reason, in the shadow, disappears,
into the nights when the soul suffers.
For a touch that never comes,
by a look that averts.
And yet there is a charm
in the foolishness of loving someone.
#dreams
#love
#mirror
#night
#passion
49 reads
10 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Dec 2024 1:50pm
19th Dec 2024 1:50pm
The Owl perched on the Giraffe's head.
The owl, silent and wise,
observes the world with attentive eyes.
Its soft feathers
its serene flight soothes the soul.
The giraffe is tall and very majestic.
The owl brings with it the charm of the night,
flying without making a sound,
teaching patience and the art of observation.
Its presence inspires reflection and serenity.
Is a silent keeper of the secrets of the night,
a companion who shares the wisdom
of the stars and the mystery of the shadows.
The giraffe, on the other hand,
offers an elevated...
observes the world with attentive eyes.
Its soft feathers
its serene flight soothes the soul.
The giraffe is tall and very majestic.
The owl brings with it the charm of the night,
flying without making a sound,
teaching patience and the art of observation.
Its presence inspires reflection and serenity.
Is a silent keeper of the secrets of the night,
a companion who shares the wisdom
of the stars and the mystery of the shadows.
The giraffe, on the other hand,
offers an elevated...
#animals
#birds
#hope
#nature
#sky
46 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Dec 2024 11:44am
18th Dec 2024 11:44am
empty night
That's how I did it to you
very slowly
without rambling
That's how I did it
calmly
with an open hand for you
That everything, like this, without end
no return
no sleep, no sleep, no sleep
all night without sleep
without the blessing of silence
in the palms of my hands
What everything, like this, like this, like this
like the spinning of a top
that comes to an end
sleepless, like this, sleepless, like this
without rambling
very slowly
That's always how I did it
without knowing what I was doing ...
very slowly
without rambling
That's how I did it
calmly
with an open hand for you
That everything, like this, without end
no return
no sleep, no sleep, no sleep
all night without sleep
without the blessing of silence
in the palms of my hands
What everything, like this, like this, like this
like the spinning of a top
that comes to an end
sleepless, like this, sleepless, like this
without rambling
very slowly
That's always how I did it
without knowing what I was doing ...
#anxiety
#dreams
#night
#nightmares
#sleep
53 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2024 2:04pm
17th Dec 2024 2:04pm
Last meeting for Peace
Potatoes danced under silver umbrellas.
Always jumping screws in a replay scene.
Silk stockings flew as light as hippos...
A political party is always pure clowning.
Always jumping screws in a replay scene.
Silk stockings flew as light as hippos...
A political party is always pure clowning.
#corruption
#nonfiction
#peace
#politics
#war
38 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Dec 2024 1:36pm
17th Dec 2024 1:36pm
Apocalyptic
You inspired me, Keith:
The wind blows in arid, dry and desolate lands.
The soil cries out for life, but there are only silent shadows.
Deserts expand, swallowing forests in agony.
At the end of the world, only cold dust remains.
The wind blows in arid, dry and desolate lands.
The soil cries out for life, but there are only silent shadows.
Deserts expand, swallowing forests in agony.
At the end of the world, only cold dust remains.
#apocalypse
#earth
#environment
#mirror
#pollution
50 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Dec 2024 11:51am
16th Dec 2024 11:51am
Quicksand
Two souls dance in grace and harmony
over the quicksand in the cold night.
Each step is a risk, a flirtation with the abyss,
in the back and forth of destiny
looking for the earthquake.
Eyes to eyes and the fear dissolves
while the treacherous earth beneath revolves.
Hands that hold on to a fragile link.
Dancing on uncertainty, challenging luck.
They move lightly in rhythm.
As if sand were sacred solid ground.
In every turn, an unspoken promise,
In a tight hug, salvation is blessed.
Below, the sand calls, in a...
over the quicksand in the cold night.
Each step is a risk, a flirtation with the abyss,
in the back and forth of destiny
looking for the earthquake.
Eyes to eyes and the fear dissolves
while the treacherous earth beneath revolves.
Hands that hold on to a fragile link.
Dancing on uncertainty, challenging luck.
They move lightly in rhythm.
As if sand were sacred solid ground.
In every turn, an unspoken promise,
In a tight hug, salvation is blessed.
Below, the sand calls, in a...
#dance
#dark
#dreams
#mirror
#nightmares
59 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Dec 2024 9:15pm
15th Dec 2024 9:15pm
Grace
With a wink and a nod
she conjures delight.
Turning dull moments into pure light.
Grace, the jester,
with a heart so sunny,
her world is a playground,
endlessly funny.
she conjures delight.
Turning dull moments into pure light.
Grace, the jester,
with a heart so sunny,
her world is a playground,
endlessly funny.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
61 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Dec 2024 1:06pm
15th Dec 2024 1:06pm
fianaturie8
Learning to see
Myself
Seeing myself
in the crystal
mirror
of my eyes
that learn...
Myself undone.
Myself
Seeing myself
in the crystal
mirror
of my eyes
that learn...
Myself undone.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Dec 2024 12:45pm
15th Dec 2024 12:45pm
DanielChristensen
God is not here
God is away
for the holidays
God owns eleven
fingertips
God says....
God is not here
for good.
God is away
for the holidays
God owns eleven
fingertips
God says....
God is not here
for good.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
61 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
Wafflenose
Soft touches of letters
building words
Lightning bolts
shaping phrases
Restarting
metamorphosis
Never too dark
to have a glimpse
of our shadows...
building words
Lightning bolts
shaping phrases
Restarting
metamorphosis
Never too dark
to have a glimpse
of our shadows...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
68 reads
13 Comments
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