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
11th Oct 2022 10:33am
11th Oct 2022 10:33am
No essence
don't think you convince me
because you are intense
or you are prone
to chill attacks
(in the morning which is cooler)
just think
that you do take me with you
(in your pores by preference)
as if it was a flavor or an essence
just think
(and thinking sometimes is floating in the void)
that maybe you managed to be
a small part in my absence.
PAR
because you are intense
or you are prone
to chill attacks
(in the morning which is cooler)
just think
that you do take me with you
(in your pores by preference)
as if it was a flavor or an essence
just think
(and thinking sometimes is floating in the void)
that maybe you managed to be
a small part in my absence.
PAR
#SelfReflection
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2022 11:12am
10th Oct 2022 11:12am
cut scene
you were slow
butterfly
that fluttered
in the night
cold
in the street
debauched
you were a fighter
you were a bitch
what a toil
at night
warm (quiet)
in the street
pale (solid)
you were silver
you were pussy
that dictates
in the night
silk knife
in the street
that kills
Washed clothes
in the sheath
from this sidewalk...
PAR
butterfly
that fluttered
in the night
cold
in the street
debauched
you were a fighter
you were a bitch
what a toil
at night
warm (quiet)
in the street
pale (solid)
you were silver
you were pussy
that dictates
in the night
silk knife
in the street
that kills
Washed clothes
in the sheath
from this sidewalk...
PAR
#humankind
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2022 11:01am
10th Oct 2022 11:01am
Paralytic Politics
Upside down
it's how I see
like the bat
swimming in an aquarium
no radar
with the eyes closed
it's how I see
like the octopus
spinning its tentacles
hyperbolic helicopter
through a periscope
it's how I see
the blowfly
submerged in desires
with the head buried
it's how I see
the hummingbirds
the saviors
the redeemers
upside down
it's how I see
what do standing
other gentlemen see...
PAR
it's how I see
like the bat
swimming in an aquarium
no radar
with the eyes closed
it's how I see
like the octopus
spinning its tentacles
hyperbolic helicopter
through a periscope
it's how I see
the blowfly
submerged in desires
with the head buried
it's how I see
the hummingbirds
the saviors
the redeemers
upside down
it's how I see
what do standing
other gentlemen see...
PAR
#humankind
#misunderstood
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Oct 2022 12:07pm
8th Oct 2022 12:07pm
Linked
Lick it like it was raw.
Ruin it.
Like it as it was wrong.
Link your fluids to it.
Lurk into all those cavities
as if they were eternally infinite.
Lick it all,
like it all-in-one,
just lick and like
everyone.
PAR
Ruin it.
Like it as it was wrong.
Link your fluids to it.
Lurk into all those cavities
as if they were eternally infinite.
Lick it all,
like it all-in-one,
just lick and like
everyone.
PAR
#sex
#erotic
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Sep 2022 10:44am
29th Sep 2022 10:44am
Human
hair in the soup
and in the wind
hair between the teeth
forgotten in the combs
frizzy oily hair
dry short hair
hair that is shaved
for sticking electrodes
that is plucked in despair
thin, little and sparse hair
burnt hair that smells like pig...
PAR
and in the wind
hair between the teeth
forgotten in the combs
frizzy oily hair
dry short hair
hair that is shaved
for sticking electrodes
that is plucked in despair
thin, little and sparse hair
burnt hair that smells like pig...
PAR
#humankind
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EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Sep 2022 11:29am
26th Sep 2022 11:29am
good excuses
If it rains...
It's because it rains!
If it doesn't rain...
That's because it's going to rain.
Leave the rain there Jose!
Leave the rain away Maria!
Have a good fuck and seize the day!
PAR
It's because it rains!
If it doesn't rain...
That's because it's going to rain.
Leave the rain there Jose!
Leave the rain away Maria!
Have a good fuck and seize the day!
PAR
#lust
#sex
#erotic #crush
#erotic #crush
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Sep 2022 12:57pm
25th Sep 2022 12:57pm
The Men Who Aren't Men To Say What They Are
some men are
others don't
some men like
others don't
some men live
others don't
some men sleep
others don't
some men say
others don't.
some men say
that they love other men
others don't
some men sleep
with other men
but they say no
some men love
other men
but pretend not to
some men are
Men
others don't.
some men are
men to accept what they are
other men
simply don't.
PAR
others don't
some men like
others don't
some men live
others don't
some men sleep
others don't
some men say
others don't.
some men say
that they love other men
others don't
some men sleep
with other men
but they say no
some men love
other men
but pretend not to
some men are
Men
others don't.
some men are
men to accept what they are
other men
simply don't.
PAR
#men
#gay
#LGBT #masculinity
#LGBT #masculinity
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2022 2:08pm
23rd Sep 2022 2:08pm
Queen of Hearts
Cut his head off
said the queen
don't cut my head
says the chicken
and chance cut
the head of an almost
queen.
golden egg hen and
princess cut into pieces.
old man extends his hand
in India
a black man fights
in Africa
an Indian child, almost black,
almost old,
starve to death
in any gutter.
queens don't
extend their hands
chickens don't lose
their heads for her.
The child dies!
The Indian dies!
The black man dies!
old man extends his hand...
cut off...
said the queen
don't cut my head
says the chicken
and chance cut
the head of an almost
queen.
golden egg hen and
princess cut into pieces.
old man extends his hand
in India
a black man fights
in Africa
an Indian child, almost black,
almost old,
starve to death
in any gutter.
queens don't
extend their hands
chickens don't lose
their heads for her.
The child dies!
The Indian dies!
The black man dies!
old man extends his hand...
cut off...
#anger
#death
#frustration
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2022 2:06pm
23rd Sep 2022 2:06pm
Resemblance
Killed birds do not fly.
Broken strings don't sound.
Plugged holes do not leak.
Closed hands don't work.
Sick teeth don't gnaw.
Standing feet don't grind.
Dead bodies don't sweat.
False walls don't crumble.
Sweat does not die on bodies.
The pain does not heal on the skin.
The sound does not come from the strings.
The flight does not echo on the wings.
The pain doesn't go away.
Bird that flies is shot down.
PAR
Broken strings don't sound.
Plugged holes do not leak.
Closed hands don't work.
Sick teeth don't gnaw.
Standing feet don't grind.
Dead bodies don't sweat.
False walls don't crumble.
Sweat does not die on bodies.
The pain does not heal on the skin.
The sound does not come from the strings.
The flight does not echo on the wings.
The pain doesn't go away.
Bird that flies is shot down.
PAR
#depression
#dark
#obsession
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2022 1:54pm
22nd Sep 2022 1:54pm
Neurasthenia
maybe could
tattoo my
blood
on my skin
scratch my
DNA
in a frame
by the wall
pieces,
of skin
on the carpet
at the door
forget my
genome
in the song
in good rhythm
without the smell
either motive or end.
scratch my
skin
in the park
at the foot of the mountain,
in the mirror
of my room
where you can't see me...
or in the wind
the nuisance of my fears.
expel my
sweet beyond honey
from my gallbladder
and leave me lost
in...
tattoo my
blood
on my skin
scratch my
DNA
in a frame
by the wall
pieces,
of skin
on the carpet
at the door
forget my
genome
in the song
in good rhythm
without the smell
either motive or end.
scratch my
skin
in the park
at the foot of the mountain,
in the mirror
of my room
where you can't see me...
or in the wind
the nuisance of my fears.
expel my
sweet beyond honey
from my gallbladder
and leave me lost
in...
#anxiety
#depression
#OCD #fear
#OCD #fear
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Sep 2022 11:53am
21st Sep 2022 11:53am
The Sheep's Eyebrows
The leaves are daughters of the faults of the trunks
The sparks are crumbs of fire from the flames
The drops are leftovers from the gestures on the taps
Tiles are sparks on the roofs of old houses
Like pearls of dew on the shells of red rose petals
The corks close the bottles
The flounders hang from the nets
The needles are mischievous and go through the earlobes.
PAR
The sparks are crumbs of fire from the flames
The drops are leftovers from the gestures on the taps
Tiles are sparks on the roofs of old houses
Like pearls of dew on the shells of red rose petals
The corks close the bottles
The flounders hang from the nets
The needles are mischievous and go through the earlobes.
PAR
#anxiety
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Sep 2022 9:22am
21st Sep 2022 9:22am
onions
layer
after layer,
peel off
the onion,
until stay with
nothing more.
sum up
so,
in their emptiness,
the onions.
only bark
on bark,
layers
over layers.
just appearance...
only bitterness...
just acidity...
some
people
by whom
I passed
over
in this life
deserve,
Certainly,
the epithet.
they are onions!
we try to
find them
the core
but there is not.
we continue in
trying to
discover them
a heart
but there...
after layer,
peel off
the onion,
until stay with
nothing more.
sum up
so,
in their emptiness,
the onions.
only bark
on bark,
layers
over layers.
just appearance...
only bitterness...
just acidity...
some
people
by whom
I passed
over
in this life
deserve,
Certainly,
the epithet.
they are onions!
we try to
find them
the core
but there is not.
we continue in
trying to
discover them
a heart
but there...
#philosophical
#morality
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