Submissions by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write, and think, and paint, and draw, and read, and...
Lets Fight Together
Never let the darkness consume your light,
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
hold on to the whispers of hope,
embrace the strength within your soul
for you are needed, loved... cherished.
Never believe the lies of despair,
your existence is a beacon,
a guiding star in the night
shining brighter than you know.
Never forget the battles you've won,
each step forward is a victory,
your journey is a testament
to the resilience of your spirit.
Never surrender to the shadows,
for within you lies a fire,
a flame that will burn eternally...
#hope
#strength
#success
#suicide
#uplifting
120 reads
4 Comments
Stars
In the night sky's vast incandescence.
Stars whisper secrets of wind presence.
Dreams ignite with hopeful persistence.
Guiding hearts with gentle fluorescence.
Stars whisper secrets of wind presence.
Dreams ignite with hopeful persistence.
Guiding hearts with gentle fluorescence.
#anxiety
#dreams
#night
#stars
#storm
66 reads
6 Comments
Complaint
Listening all night to the rain.
He stays locked in his brain.
Echoes of memories, a sweet pain.
Dreams wave in a silent chain.
Through the window, droplets strain.
Time blurs, feeling half-insane.
Soft whispers in a distant lane.
His heartbeats, a quick refrain.
The night deepens, grave's domain.
Midnight shadows, emotions drain.
Lonely teardrops, nothing to gain.
Yet his image still remains.
Love’s melody, a haunting plane.
Bound by sorrow, love and bane.
His soul calls out in vain.
...
He stays locked in his brain.
Echoes of memories, a sweet pain.
Dreams wave in a silent chain.
Through the window, droplets strain.
Time blurs, feeling half-insane.
Soft whispers in a distant lane.
His heartbeats, a quick refrain.
The night deepens, grave's domain.
Midnight shadows, emotions drain.
Lonely teardrops, nothing to gain.
Yet his image still remains.
Love’s melody, a haunting plane.
Bound by sorrow, love and bane.
His soul calls out in vain.
...
#art
#flowers
#healing
#night
#rain
48 reads
4 Comments
playing within
When the lights are dim
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.
In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.
Under the stars
with no eyes to see.
The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the...
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.
In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.
Under the stars
with no eyes to see.
The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the...
#fire
#identity
#silence
#water
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
6 Comments
unblock sun block sin block son block
I've never seen anything so inadequate
never seen ever such an inadeq... wait
I've never been seen as an earthquake
never been anything more than awake
saying it this way may seem a mistake
just leave me alone and keep it stake
you are still there and makes me ache
you're not there anyway and I still wait
.............................................................
never seen ever such an inadeq... wait
I've never been seen as an earthquake
never been anything more than awake
saying it this way may seem a mistake
just leave me alone and keep it stake
you are still there and makes me ache
you're not there anyway and I still wait
.............................................................
#earth
#lies
#risk
#storm
#WritingPoetry
56 reads
4 Comments
The Truth Fairy
Under the pillow, a tooth was placed.
A child waiting, all snug in haste.
But a different fairy, with wings so bright,
slipped into the room in the middle of the night.
Not the Tooth Fairy with glitter and cheer
but the Truth Fairy, solemn and near.
With a sigh, she whispered, “It’s time to reveal
the secrets and truths that life may conceal.”
In dreams the child was gently led
to scenes of truth, both hoped and dread.
A mirror showed friends who might betray
and promises broken along the way.
Eyes...
A child waiting, all snug in haste.
But a different fairy, with wings so bright,
slipped into the room in the middle of the night.
Not the Tooth Fairy with glitter and cheer
but the Truth Fairy, solemn and near.
With a sigh, she whispered, “It’s time to reveal
the secrets and truths that life may conceal.”
In dreams the child was gently led
to scenes of truth, both hoped and dread.
A mirror showed friends who might betray
and promises broken along the way.
Eyes...
#childhood
#fairies
#magic
#memories
#philosophical
117 reads
8 Comments
Mermaid Self Spells
Morgana and Medusa are two teenage mermaids,
with their beautiful fluffy hair and shiny scales,
venturing into the vast, icy world of Antarctica.
They love taking selfies everywhere they visit;
whether on the edge of a very high iceberg,
in a pile of snow newly formed by the storm
or in front of a colony of curious penguins.
With their small waterproof devices,
they capture every moment of adventures.
Morgana, with her irreverent way,
loves to pose enchanted,
while Medusa, more introspective,
prefers to capture the natural...
with their beautiful fluffy hair and shiny scales,
venturing into the vast, icy world of Antarctica.
They love taking selfies everywhere they visit;
whether on the edge of a very high iceberg,
in a pile of snow newly formed by the storm
or in front of a colony of curious penguins.
With their small waterproof devices,
they capture every moment of adventures.
Morgana, with her irreverent way,
loves to pose enchanted,
while Medusa, more introspective,
prefers to capture the natural...
#funny
#mermaids
#music
#sea
#witches
61 reads
4 Comments
I still love remembering you.
I want to know
if you heard...
If you know what the scar tastes like
that your voice placed in my soul.
Maybe we even dream,
the same dream...
Maybe you'll call me from above
from the mountains of your dream...
A subtle bitterness, your name loaded
on cold lonely nights.
I feel the weight of time, endless,
dragging every worn memory.
In the dark silence of the bowels,
an echo resonates, empty and lost.
A deep, never-ending tiredness
marks of a love
that was never called love.
The words we always...
if you heard...
If you know what the scar tastes like
that your voice placed in my soul.
Maybe we even dream,
the same dream...
Maybe you'll call me from above
from the mountains of your dream...
A subtle bitterness, your name loaded
on cold lonely nights.
I feel the weight of time, endless,
dragging every worn memory.
In the dark silence of the bowels,
an echo resonates, empty and lost.
A deep, never-ending tiredness
marks of a love
that was never called love.
The words we always...
#illness
#lover
#lust
#passion
#silence
106 reads
6 Comments
Why have you forsaken me?
Dawn of our journey.
We found our path,
an embrace like a first station,
hope in every breath.
Together we walked facing fears
in the sacred spring.
The weight of the cross came
as doubt whispered in the wind.
Our love staggered under its heavy burden.
With each step, the road grew steeper,
yet, we bore the weight
through shared tears and laughter.
We stumbled and fell thrice
in moments of despair.
We rose, driven by the light in our eyes.
Giving strength to carry on and believe in us.
...
We found our path,
an embrace like a first station,
hope in every breath.
Together we walked facing fears
in the sacred spring.
The weight of the cross came
as doubt whispered in the wind.
Our love staggered under its heavy burden.
With each step, the road grew steeper,
yet, we bore the weight
through shared tears and laughter.
We stumbled and fell thrice
in moments of despair.
We rose, driven by the light in our eyes.
Giving strength to carry on and believe in us.
...
#despair
#lust
#passion
#rejection
#separation
84 reads
4 Comments
lack of appetite
this is faint-astic
and in-cunt-prehensible
way out of the real cap a city
give some room
to the space extent range
in the scope of a hole sun of a compass
sorry, no pun intended...
die, motherfucker, die.
and in-cunt-prehensible
way out of the real cap a city
give some room
to the space extent range
in the scope of a hole sun of a compass
sorry, no pun intended...
die, motherfucker, die.
#anger
#anxiety
#conflict
#myself
#violence
68 reads
6 Comments
Washing the sheets of the ghosts in this madhouse
In the shadows of regret I walk.
Carrying the heavy load of my choices.
Echoes of decisions whisper in my mind...
Bathing me in yellow flowers with every step
like a bitter memory.
Disappointment as a constant specter.
Black wings that surround the heart...
Smothering the light with a veil of sadness.
Bath you in yellow flowers without time
for the desire to change that consumes me.
If I could go back in time and rewrite history...
Erase mistakes or heal wounds
or even exchange each tear for a new moment.
Bath him in...
Carrying the heavy load of my choices.
Echoes of decisions whisper in my mind...
Bathing me in yellow flowers with every step
like a bitter memory.
Disappointment as a constant specter.
Black wings that surround the heart...
Smothering the light with a veil of sadness.
Bath you in yellow flowers without time
for the desire to change that consumes me.
If I could go back in time and rewrite history...
Erase mistakes or heal wounds
or even exchange each tear for a new moment.
Bath him in...
#anxiety
#depression
#ghosts
#patience
#sadness
76 reads
5 Comments
Inconvenience
Vanity vanishes in the thin air...
Was it a kiss? Was it a crash?
This pair in despair, unapproachable!
Velvety ice explodes in tongues skin.
Was it this or was it that?
This flair is such an unfair rain.
Drain my body in seconds
skin abandoned in the background
useless, timeless, nevertheless...
Avoiding falling in trhe void.
Trying, failling, crying and sailling
away from your overwelming presence.
Was it a bliss? Was it a rash?
Is it the first next step to go from here?
In the air,...
Was it a kiss? Was it a crash?
This pair in despair, unapproachable!
Velvety ice explodes in tongues skin.
Was it this or was it that?
This flair is such an unfair rain.
Drain my body in seconds
skin abandoned in the background
useless, timeless, nevertheless...
Avoiding falling in trhe void.
Trying, failling, crying and sailling
away from your overwelming presence.
Was it a bliss? Was it a rash?
Is it the first next step to go from here?
In the air,...
#anxiety
#confessional
#ghosts
#myself
#strength
79 reads
7 Comments
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