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
Yesterday 11:07am
Yesterday 11:07am
I
All
women
I loved are
dead and gone
does it however make
me an emotional serial killer
!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
women
I loved are
dead and gone
does it however make
me an emotional serial killer
!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
#emotional
#humankind
#love
#murder
#silence
36 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2025 1:26pm
14th Jan 2025 1:26pm
Listening to a long forgotten soul song
In the quiet dawn, thoughts crowd your face in epiphany.
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
#mirror
#music
#passion
#sadness
#spiritual
45 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jan 2025 6:44pm
12th Jan 2025 6:44pm
Glitch
Toep, the drow, with eyes like midnight,
wanders smlaer where swodahs peerc
in his grasp, taolfa a secret tight
guarding mysteries in the ecnelis deeps.
He traverses smaerd, a phantom's guide,
in the labyrinth of the dnim's design,
carrying taolfa, where samgine hide,
in the dnim, where worlds eniwtne.
Whispering through the sliev of thought...
Toep, the keeper of smlaer neesnu.
In his presence, reality is wrought,
a dance of swodahs, where truth has neeb.
wanders smlaer where swodahs peerc
in his grasp, taolfa a secret tight
guarding mysteries in the ecnelis deeps.
He traverses smaerd, a phantom's guide,
in the labyrinth of the dnim's design,
carrying taolfa, where samgine hide,
in the dnim, where worlds eniwtne.
Whispering through the sliev of thought...
Toep, the keeper of smlaer neesnu.
In his presence, reality is wrought,
a dance of swodahs, where truth has neeb.
#rebellion
#rebirth
#revenge
60 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2025 5:57pm
12th Jan 2025 5:57pm
Across the Land
For even on the highway to hell,
no redemption is found.
The detour leads deeper
where shadows confound.
No solace, no escape,
just eternal descent
Into the abyss
where suffering is sent.
no redemption is found.
The detour leads deeper
where shadows confound.
No solace, no escape,
just eternal descent
Into the abyss
where suffering is sent.
#angels
#dark
#despair
#heaven
#hell
51 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2025 1:05pm
10th Jan 2025 1:05pm
Obdormiam in lumine tuo.
Full moon full of flashes and shadows,
Illuminate the night with your mysterious glow.
Lonely path, under your intense gaze,
you reflect ancient secrets in the still waters.
The breeze whispers stories of times gone by
and the trees dance to the sound of the wind.
In every shadow, a hidden enigma,
in every flash, a waking dream.
Serene night, stage of fantasies,
where the moon is queen and guide.
Your silver face watches in silence
the lost steps, the wandering souls.
Under its light, the world takes on a new tone. ...
Illuminate the night with your mysterious glow.
Lonely path, under your intense gaze,
you reflect ancient secrets in the still waters.
The breeze whispers stories of times gone by
and the trees dance to the sound of the wind.
In every shadow, a hidden enigma,
in every flash, a waking dream.
Serene night, stage of fantasies,
where the moon is queen and guide.
Your silver face watches in silence
the lost steps, the wandering souls.
Under its light, the world takes on a new tone. ...
#dreams
#identity
#moon
#night
#silence
53 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Jan 2025 11:51am
8th Jan 2025 11:51am
Bears
In the dense forests, bears roam curiously,
their heavy paws tread softly.
Ancient survival rituals.
Marked trees, scratched bark, sustenance.
They move with grace despite their size.
Instincts honed over millennia.
Mothers protecting their young, teaching them to fish,
climbing, seeking shelter.
But the world is changing,
the forests are becoming thinner,
the ice is melting,
the seasons are changing,
their habitats are shrinking,
food sources are dwindling,
invisible borders are approaching, ...
their heavy paws tread softly.
Ancient survival rituals.
Marked trees, scratched bark, sustenance.
They move with grace despite their size.
Instincts honed over millennia.
Mothers protecting their young, teaching them to fish,
climbing, seeking shelter.
But the world is changing,
the forests are becoming thinner,
the ice is melting,
the seasons are changing,
their habitats are shrinking,
food sources are dwindling,
invisible borders are approaching, ...
#animals
#culture
#faith
#nature
#spiritual
48 reads
9 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2025 12:18pm
6th Jan 2025 12:18pm
New year's last lest list lost lust
Next year I definetly
will try to acomplish
some dear dreams:
Buy more bubble wrap
and
Count each star in the night sky
and
Learn to converse with cats.
Learn how to juggle
and
chase butterflies in the park
and
wear mismatched socks daily.
Talk in pirate slang
and
master the art of yodeling
and
adopt an imaginary friend.
Speak only in haikus.
will try to acomplish
some dear dreams:
Buy more bubble wrap
and
Count each star in the night sky
and
Learn to converse with cats.
Learn how to juggle
and
chase butterflies in the park
and
wear mismatched socks daily.
Talk in pirate slang
and
master the art of yodeling
and
adopt an imaginary friend.
Speak only in haikus.
#astrology
#funny
#mirror
#NewYear
#SelfDiscovery
63 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
52 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 11:27pm
5th Jan 2025 11:27pm
Appreciated kindness
Will I ever know why
making a wish is so hard?
Turning a wish into a truth.
Hold the breath until I'm blue.
Why should I...
Why could I...
Why would I even try?
No year is ever so new.
No bone is easy to chew.
So let me simply just blow you
a kiss... a kiss... a kiss...
Let's wait for the blizzard to end.
I swear to you no one else will know.
No soul was harmed in the making
of this movie slow motion!
No light is clear until meeting
the darkness.
making a wish is so hard?
Turning a wish into a truth.
Hold the breath until I'm blue.
Why should I...
Why could I...
Why would I even try?
No year is ever so new.
No bone is easy to chew.
So let me simply just blow you
a kiss... a kiss... a kiss...
Let's wait for the blizzard to end.
I swear to you no one else will know.
No soul was harmed in the making
of this movie slow motion!
No light is clear until meeting
the darkness.
#healing
#learning
#MyInspiration
#tea
#WritingPoetry
54 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2025 11:12pm
3rd Jan 2025 11:12pm
Whispers of Enchantment
In moonlit glades where shadows dance,
a whisper weaves a mystic trance.
With words of old, a spell is spun,
to charm the heart of a chosen one.
By starlit skies and ancient lore,
unlock the secrets, evermore.
With eyes that gleam like twilight’s hue,
a spell is cast just for you.
In cryptic verse, the magic flows,
a charm that only true love knows.
With every word a bond is sealed.
A heart enchanted, fate revealed.
a whisper weaves a mystic trance.
With words of old, a spell is spun,
to charm the heart of a chosen one.
By starlit skies and ancient lore,
unlock the secrets, evermore.
With eyes that gleam like twilight’s hue,
a spell is cast just for you.
In cryptic verse, the magic flows,
a charm that only true love knows.
With every word a bond is sealed.
A heart enchanted, fate revealed.
#dialogue
#lust
#mystery
#passion
#respect
85 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Jan 2025 5:35pm
1st Jan 2025 5:35pm
Ode to Pessoa's Multiple Poems
Oh Pessoa, master of masks and souls,
who unfolds in multiple verses,
in each heteronym, a universe,
in each poem, a new being.
Alberto Caeiro, shepherd of the fields,
with simplicity and wisdom,
describes nature in its purity
and teaches us to see the world with clarity.
Ricardo Reis, serene epicurean,
with his odes of calm and resignation,
celebrates life with measure and reason
and invites us to live with moderation.
Álvaro de Campos, sensitive engineer,
with his eagerness and modernity, ...
who unfolds in multiple verses,
in each heteronym, a universe,
in each poem, a new being.
Alberto Caeiro, shepherd of the fields,
with simplicity and wisdom,
describes nature in its purity
and teaches us to see the world with clarity.
Ricardo Reis, serene epicurean,
with his odes of calm and resignation,
celebrates life with measure and reason
and invites us to live with moderation.
Álvaro de Campos, sensitive engineer,
with his eagerness and modernity, ...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
74 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 8:50pm
29th Dec 2024 8:50pm
70's porn movies
When the imbeciles disembark
on the avenues of the favela
where we try to put up with each other,
all the dockers and all the bitches
on the docks and all the saints
of the last church...
Everyone, absolutely all the imbeciles
remain silent waiting
for the great cosmic revolution.
There are police movements
in all the dead ends
of that first world country.
Dead nuns, old doors and cats,
screaming on every
motherfucking rooftop.
on the avenues of the favela
where we try to put up with each other,
all the dockers and all the bitches
on the docks and all the saints
of the last church...
Everyone, absolutely all the imbeciles
remain silent waiting
for the great cosmic revolution.
There are police movements
in all the dead ends
of that first world country.
Dead nuns, old doors and cats,
screaming on every
motherfucking rooftop.
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
75 reads
9 Comments
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