Submissions by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write, and think, and paint, and draw, and read, and...
STORY POEM
Published
13th Oct 2022 12:23pm
13th Oct 2022 12:23pm
nebula
and then there I go chasing the wind
birds on the shoulders of statues
orange leaves on the ground stones
and so there I go after the migrating birds
I throw crumbs of letters I didn't write
my limbs being torn apart by the scavengers
and so there I go on the wings of birds in the wind
in spirals of feathers that are not your eyes
my claws digging into my statuesque neck.
PAR
birds on the shoulders of statues
orange leaves on the ground stones
and so there I go after the migrating birds
I throw crumbs of letters I didn't write
my limbs being torn apart by the scavengers
and so there I go on the wings of birds in the wind
in spirals of feathers that are not your eyes
my claws digging into my statuesque neck.
PAR
#anxiety
#nightmares
#fear
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2022 10:38am
13th Oct 2022 10:38am
Eyebrows
if you steal my sleep
or kidnap the dream
you break your brow
you wave promises you won't keep
you break my dream
you steal my sleep
plucking all the hairs from my eyebrows.
PAR
or kidnap the dream
you break your brow
you wave promises you won't keep
you break my dream
you steal my sleep
plucking all the hairs from my eyebrows.
PAR
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Oct 2022 2:10pm
12th Oct 2022 2:10pm
Sebastian
saint of fighters
and the resilients
saint of the innocents
of those who suffer
of empty accusations
of those who don't shut up.
saint of the dedicated life
saint of fragile life
of the hard decisions
saint crossed by faith
saint of directions.
of the pain that refuses
to leave the soul alone
that penetrates the body
of abandoned martyrs.
saint of those who beg
a minimum of understanding
to those who stretch out their hand.
of those who let life
be their white flag.
...
and the resilients
saint of the innocents
of those who suffer
of empty accusations
of those who don't shut up.
saint of the dedicated life
saint of fragile life
of the hard decisions
saint crossed by faith
saint of directions.
of the pain that refuses
to leave the soul alone
that penetrates the body
of abandoned martyrs.
saint of those who beg
a minimum of understanding
to those who stretch out their hand.
of those who let life
be their white flag.
...
#spiritual
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Oct 2022 10:44am
11th Oct 2022 10:44am
Rainny Afternoon
Yestermorrow
or a dayear from now!
Maybe nor for nowever!?
Suddenmonthly we're earlylater!
PAR
or a dayear from now!
Maybe nor for nowever!?
Suddenmonthly we're earlylater!
PAR
#universe
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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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