Submissions by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write, and think, and paint, and draw, and read, and...
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Mar 2025 1:52pm
7th Mar 2025 1:52pm
Where are we going?
Softened lines converge
in the haze, your lips meet mine,
blurred, yet crystal clear.
Whispers merge with light,
colors fade but hearts align
timeless in the kiss.
Within oblivion
a kiss blooms, defying void,
timeless whispers rise.
Stars dissolve to dust
yet your touch ignites the dark,
void bends, love remains.
Through the endless night
oblivion guards our spark
bound within the void.
Through the veiled embrace
world dissolves to just us...
Softened lines converge
in the haze, your lips meet mine,
blurred, yet crystal clear.
Whispers merge with light,
colors fade but hearts align
timeless in the kiss.
Within oblivion
a kiss blooms, defying void,
timeless whispers rise.
Stars dissolve to dust
yet your touch ignites the dark,
void bends, love remains.
Through the endless night
oblivion guards our spark
bound within the void.
Through the veiled embrace
world dissolves to just us...
#husband
#love
#passion
#relationships
#romantic
72 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Mar 2025 11:35am
6th Mar 2025 11:35am
Heaven paved with my pains
.. this shitty life is nothing
but a waiting room
of a hellish asylum
overflowing with paperwork
and suffocated in its own
degenerate bureaucracy
this shitty life is nothing
but a scare in a dead-end alley
from the darkest part of a place
where no one wants to go
life, life, life
knife, knife, knife
the sound of traveling knife sharpeners
is like the creaking of hinges
of a nonexistent paradise
where an arrogant and irrational being rules...
but a waiting room
of a hellish asylum
overflowing with paperwork
and suffocated in its own
degenerate bureaucracy
this shitty life is nothing
but a scare in a dead-end alley
from the darkest part of a place
where no one wants to go
life, life, life
knife, knife, knife
the sound of traveling knife sharpeners
is like the creaking of hinges
of a nonexistent paradise
where an arrogant and irrational being rules...
#anxiety
#apathy
#depression
#mirror
#silence
51 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2025 1:13pm
5th Mar 2025 1:13pm
Bugging
Blah blah blah we say
Words float gently in the breeze
Thoughts just drift away.
Empty phrases fly
Through the quiet afternoon
Time slips slowly by.
In the stillness here
Meaning hides within the blur
Silence speaks so clear.
Words float gently in the breeze
Thoughts just drift away.
Empty phrases fly
Through the quiet afternoon
Time slips slowly by.
In the stillness here
Meaning hides within the blur
Silence speaks so clear.
#death
#LifeStruggles
#politics
44 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2025 10:04pm
3rd Mar 2025 10:04pm
Triumvirat - Spartacus
At fifteen, the music whirled in a time machine,
where Spartacus calls with symphonic gleam.
Keys cascade like ancient rivers’ stream,
echoing rebellion in a wild and fierce dream.
Synth notes rise like morning's first light.
With drums' thunderous roar Rome takes flight.
Heartbeats sync with the rhythm's might.
An empire's fall in the silent night.
Emotions surge in the flickering gleam
as history dances revealing its steam.
In the attic headphones tether the soul
each track pulls deeper making hearts whole.
Warrior’s cries...
where Spartacus calls with symphonic gleam.
Keys cascade like ancient rivers’ stream,
echoing rebellion in a wild and fierce dream.
Synth notes rise like morning's first light.
With drums' thunderous roar Rome takes flight.
Heartbeats sync with the rhythm's might.
An empire's fall in the silent night.
Emotions surge in the flickering gleam
as history dances revealing its steam.
In the attic headphones tether the soul
each track pulls deeper making hearts whole.
Warrior’s cries...
#beauty
#memories
#music #teens
#music #teens
42 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2025 4:10pm
3rd Mar 2025 4:10pm
Merry Nowhere Lazy Susan
Nowhere's a quiet place
for platypus glide by the stream
for influenza never fades.
Pasta twirling in bowls
and laughter fills the silent air.
Nowhere's charm is revealed.
Nowhere's the best place on the earth.
Hidden gems of stillness found
for nowhere calls to me.
Twirl, baby, all your curls
like a twister with no direction.
Sniffing someone's cracks in the air.
Nowhere's a quiet place.
Cockroaches scuttle through the maze.
Labyrinth of tambourine's sound in the far.
for platypus glide by the stream
for influenza never fades.
Pasta twirling in bowls
and laughter fills the silent air.
Nowhere's charm is revealed.
Nowhere's the best place on the earth.
Hidden gems of stillness found
for nowhere calls to me.
Twirl, baby, all your curls
like a twister with no direction.
Sniffing someone's cracks in the air.
Nowhere's a quiet place.
Cockroaches scuttle through the maze.
Labyrinth of tambourine's sound in the far.
#dark
#mirror
#PopCulture
51 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2025 5:11pm
2nd Mar 2025 5:11pm
Bump Lump Pump
In the land of freedom
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
#despair
#disability
#emptiness
#nightmares
#violence
64 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Feb 2025 4:52pm
28th Feb 2025 4:52pm
Earth Heart
Beneath the world's great surface
far from the sky's embrace.
Two hearts embark on journey's path
in Earth's secret place.
Hand in hand, they venture deep,
where shadows softly fall.
Through subterranean labyrinths,
they boldly forge ahead.
With every turn a new delight by curiosity led.
A voyage to the center of the earth (or heart)
marks a tale both rare and fine.
Rising to the daylight,
hearts enriched and bright.
Memories of their journey spark
like a lantern in the night.
In Earth's deep...
far from the sky's embrace.
Two hearts embark on journey's path
in Earth's secret place.
Hand in hand, they venture deep,
where shadows softly fall.
Through subterranean labyrinths,
they boldly forge ahead.
With every turn a new delight by curiosity led.
A voyage to the center of the earth (or heart)
marks a tale both rare and fine.
Rising to the daylight,
hearts enriched and bright.
Memories of their journey spark
like a lantern in the night.
In Earth's deep...
#boyfriend
#courage
#love
#passion
#travel
111 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Feb 2025 1:26pm
28th Feb 2025 1:26pm
So many falling stars
In the corridors of thought
where shadows white is sublime
wheels of memory spin
in circles they turn
whispers of forgotten dreams
linger in the air.
Faces in the mirror
reflections of the past
moments fleeting by
too precious to outlast
colors of emotion
in a kaleidoscope's embrace.
Echoes of a heartbeat
in the silence of the night
thoughts like scattered leaves
take their secret flight
twirling like a dance
on the edge of the unknown.
Threads of golden memories
woven...
where shadows white is sublime
wheels of memory spin
in circles they turn
whispers of forgotten dreams
linger in the air.
Faces in the mirror
reflections of the past
moments fleeting by
too precious to outlast
colors of emotion
in a kaleidoscope's embrace.
Echoes of a heartbeat
in the silence of the night
thoughts like scattered leaves
take their secret flight
twirling like a dance
on the edge of the unknown.
Threads of golden memories
woven...
#dreams
#memories
#mirror
#storm
#universe
62 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Feb 2025 4:21pm
26th Feb 2025 4:21pm
Uniqueness
Each poet unique
No one better than the rest
All voices matter.
No one better than the rest
All voices matter.
#haiku
#identity
#inspirational
#MyInspiration
#senryu
83 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2025 3:52pm
26th Feb 2025 3:52pm
Bird Nesting Poetry
In the heart of dawn, poets awaken.
Like mother birds in nests forsaken.
Words like worms tenderly taken
to feed their young, love unshaken.
Quills dipped in dew, they glide and soar
over landscapes of dreams, forevermore.
Each verse a morsel as hearts implore,
Nurturing souls by stories they store.
Under the vast canopy of sky...
Poets sing lullabies, every nigh,
to fledgling thoughts, dreams amplify.
Wings of words lift high.
With beaks of ink they gently share
wisdom and warmth beyond compare. ...
Like mother birds in nests forsaken.
Words like worms tenderly taken
to feed their young, love unshaken.
Quills dipped in dew, they glide and soar
over landscapes of dreams, forevermore.
Each verse a morsel as hearts implore,
Nurturing souls by stories they store.
Under the vast canopy of sky...
Poets sing lullabies, every nigh,
to fledgling thoughts, dreams amplify.
Wings of words lift high.
With beaks of ink they gently share
wisdom and warmth beyond compare. ...
#birds
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#WritingPoetry
75 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
25th Feb 2025 4:46pm
Me, Aristotle and the Potato
Peripatetic potato, so restless,
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
swirling in the fields.
Her journey is a dance.
In fertile land it sprouts.
Exploring the unknown
roots seek their way.
Traces of earth, signs of life.
Peripatetic potato
in search of new stops.
Under the sun and under the rain
it advances fearlessly.
Every step is a discovery.
Between stones and dry leaves
its path is traced.
Peripatetic without whereabouts.
Winds blow ancient stories.
in a curious listening.
Its heart always wandering.
Night falls,...
#freedom
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
66 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Feb 2025 11:29am
25th Feb 2025 11:29am
Hoods
Childhood
Winds may blow harshly
Roots persist beneath the storm
We remain ourselves.
Adulthood
Light on the horizon
Path unshadowed by others
I am my own guide.
Elderhood
In the mirror, strength
Reflection of courage true
Voice of liberty.
Winds may blow harshly
Roots persist beneath the storm
We remain ourselves.
Adulthood
Light on the horizon
Path unshadowed by others
I am my own guide.
Elderhood
In the mirror, strength
Reflection of courage true
Voice of liberty.
#aging
#LifeCycle
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#TimeHeals
84 reads
13 Comments
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