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
5th Dec 2024 9:31pm
5th Dec 2024 9:31pm
Deep in the galactic sounds
Behold unfinished dreams of a man
without hope.
Sleepless in the swim
of the sweet sweat pillow.
No vision of an own self,
deserted by his outer spiritual awakening.
Unknown pain on the left leg muscles.
Pins and needles across the brain that drains.
The yeast warming in a completely different
way from the original mind.
without hope.
Sleepless in the swim
of the sweet sweat pillow.
No vision of an own self,
deserted by his outer spiritual awakening.
Unknown pain on the left leg muscles.
Pins and needles across the brain that drains.
The yeast warming in a completely different
way from the original mind.
#dreams
#insomnia
#nightmares
#sleep
#spiritual
70 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2024 1:44pm
5th Dec 2024 1:44pm
Silent knot
In the quiet hours when sleep eludes,
being awake for long, through the night.
A scent emerges, twisting in the air,
the strange smell of something burning.
Eyes wide open, thoughts begin to unravel,
the mind plays tricks in the absence of rest.
Is it fatigue or dreams left behind?
This scent, a whisper on the edge of awareness.
Senses sharpen in the haze of wakefulness,
reality blurs in the long hours of night.
The burnt smell, a ghostly presence,
a reminder of the body’s need for rest.
In these...
being awake for long, through the night.
A scent emerges, twisting in the air,
the strange smell of something burning.
Eyes wide open, thoughts begin to unravel,
the mind plays tricks in the absence of rest.
Is it fatigue or dreams left behind?
This scent, a whisper on the edge of awareness.
Senses sharpen in the haze of wakefulness,
reality blurs in the long hours of night.
The burnt smell, a ghostly presence,
a reminder of the body’s need for rest.
In these...
#anxiety
#insomnia
#nightmares
#scary
#sleep
80 reads
9 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
Babuska's sarmale
In a snowy Romanian village, during Christmas cheer,
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
#children
#Christmas
#culture
#family
#narrative
73 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Dec 2024 11:33am
4th Dec 2024 11:33am
Sidewalks
Look, don't turn your head when you pass me,
unless you want me to break your neck
so you can always walk
with your chin up and your nose to the side...
Look, don't pretend you don't know me,
that you never touched my hand
and that we were never together
in a public restroom on the side of the road
or on the edge of the abyss.
Think about it, we ate the same food
and we drank the same drink
and I never stopped supporting your forehead
by the toilet for the rest of the lost night,
sometimes we even dreamed the same...
unless you want me to break your neck
so you can always walk
with your chin up and your nose to the side...
Look, don't pretend you don't know me,
that you never touched my hand
and that we were never together
in a public restroom on the side of the road
or on the edge of the abyss.
Think about it, we ate the same food
and we drank the same drink
and I never stopped supporting your forehead
by the toilet for the rest of the lost night,
sometimes we even dreamed the same...
#anger
#anxiety
#depression
#emptiness
#regret
59 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2024 12:00pm
3rd Dec 2024 12:00pm
Cinder Trail
Tough as a chastity cast iron scinth...
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#evil
#oppression
75 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2024 2:20pm
2nd Dec 2024 2:20pm
Affirmations
Dreams fill your nights with all secrets you hide.
The ghosts that wander through your mind.
Whispers of your past you hear in the dark.
People that touched deepest corners of your heart.
A place where you let your thoughts roam free.
Scars you carry that no one else can see.
Things you loved so fiercely it left you in ruins.
Songs you sing when the world is not in tune.
Fears keep you awake when the night is still.
No moments of joy make your heart truly thrill.
Someone you ever felt a connection so profound. ...
The ghosts that wander through your mind.
Whispers of your past you hear in the dark.
People that touched deepest corners of your heart.
A place where you let your thoughts roam free.
Scars you carry that no one else can see.
Things you loved so fiercely it left you in ruins.
Songs you sing when the world is not in tune.
Fears keep you awake when the night is still.
No moments of joy make your heart truly thrill.
Someone you ever felt a connection so profound. ...
#confessional
#humankind
#identity
#myself
#patience
85 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Nov 2024 9:44am
30th Nov 2024 9:44am
loose ends
What secrets do you keep in the shadows of your mind?
What dreams do you chase when no one else can find?
Who was the first to break your heart, to make you cry?
What memories remain like echoes from a distant sky?
Do you have a place where you retreat to be alone?
What thoughts run through your head at home?
Have you ever whispered truths into the night air?
What fears do you hide, pretending they don't exist?
When you smile, is it genuine or is it a mask you wear?
What scars do you carry, sensitive and naked?
Who do...
What dreams do you chase when no one else can find?
Who was the first to break your heart, to make you cry?
What memories remain like echoes from a distant sky?
Do you have a place where you retreat to be alone?
What thoughts run through your head at home?
Have you ever whispered truths into the night air?
What fears do you hide, pretending they don't exist?
When you smile, is it genuine or is it a mask you wear?
What scars do you carry, sensitive and naked?
Who do...
#dreams
#emotional
#LifeCycle
#LifeGoals
#secrets
91 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2024 1:28pm
29th Nov 2024 1:28pm
Coaching Coursing
Lots of leadership, little joy,
in the trenches of bureaucracy.
Forced smiles, empty looks,
in a sea of orders, lost dreams.
Endless meetings,
unrealistic goals,
constant pressure,
brutal burdens.
Where did the lightness
of being go?
Between spreadsheets,
no one can see.
Hours and hours
for no reason,
Walls echoe with frustration.
Creativity under lock and key.
The soul cries for freedom.
Forgotten in a dark corner,
talents are lost on the wall.
Bosses...
in the trenches of bureaucracy.
Forced smiles, empty looks,
in a sea of orders, lost dreams.
Endless meetings,
unrealistic goals,
constant pressure,
brutal burdens.
Where did the lightness
of being go?
Between spreadsheets,
no one can see.
Hours and hours
for no reason,
Walls echoe with frustration.
Creativity under lock and key.
The soul cries for freedom.
Forgotten in a dark corner,
talents are lost on the wall.
Bosses...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#job
#prison
71 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2024 00:24am
29th Nov 2024 00:24am
Paranoid ergonomics...
Sporadically succinct.
Incomparably subjunctive.
Unsettling minimalism.
Unnecessary hyperbolic!
Sitting on the couch watching the news.
Hunger for cornflakes and porn movies.
Do we have the 70's back?
With what magnitude do I measure absence?
In degrees of lack, perhaps.
Incomparably subjunctive.
Unsettling minimalism.
Unnecessary hyperbolic!
Sitting on the couch watching the news.
Hunger for cornflakes and porn movies.
Do we have the 70's back?
With what magnitude do I measure absence?
In degrees of lack, perhaps.
#anxiety
#apathy
#dark
#mirror
#patience
59 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 9:00pm
27th Nov 2024 9:00pm
Memories
#erotic
#lust
#sensual
102 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 11:57am
27th Nov 2024 11:57am
A bee sees
Alabaster books carefully displayed,
every fable gleams.
Hushed in jubilant kaleidoscopes,
letters mingle.
Notable orators proclaim quaint recitations.
Students trace unseen verses.
Whispers xylophone yarns, zeugma.
every fable gleams.
Hushed in jubilant kaleidoscopes,
letters mingle.
Notable orators proclaim quaint recitations.
Students trace unseen verses.
Whispers xylophone yarns, zeugma.
#evolution
#WritingPoetry
78 reads
9 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2024 12:40pm
26th Nov 2024 12:40pm
Whispers in the Dark
Buzzing
Darkness whispers
Flies circle, secrets hide
Silent steps, shadows entangle
Fear reigns
Darkness whispers
Flies circle, secrets hide
Silent steps, shadows entangle
Fear reigns
#anxiety
#dark
#mystery
#secrets
#shadows
79 reads
4 Comments
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