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
31st Aug 2022 6:31pm
31st Aug 2022 6:31pm
The Buttonholes
Remember me
in the morning
as if the ground
of the city
disappeared
under your feet.
Let your gaze stay
in the upper left drawer
amid the cutlery.
Make it look like
you've forgotten a detail
when the train doors open.
PAR
in the morning
as if the ground
of the city
disappeared
under your feet.
Let your gaze stay
in the upper left drawer
amid the cutlery.
Make it look like
you've forgotten a detail
when the train doors open.
PAR
#anxiety
#love
#heartbroken
#morning
#trains
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Aug 2022 11:49pm
28th Aug 2022 11:49pm
Morbid obesity
All love is contagious
All love is credit and disgust
All love is blackmail and slime
All love is on account of deception
All love is adipose tissue
All love is bacteria and octopus
All love is true and absolute
All love is an indisputable thing
All love is beautiful and hateful
All love is immeasurable...
PAR
All love is credit and disgust
All love is blackmail and slime
All love is on account of deception
All love is adipose tissue
All love is bacteria and octopus
All love is true and absolute
All love is an indisputable thing
All love is beautiful and hateful
All love is immeasurable...
PAR
#anxiety
#love
#lust
#forgiveness
#hurt
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2022 1:56pm
23rd Aug 2022 1:56pm
Adriana
Hi!
Muse of what
I don't know...
I miss you
immensely,
the dense lack
of those who never
stopped loving.
PAR
Muse of what
I don't know...
I miss you
immensely,
the dense lack
of those who never
stopped loving.
PAR
#love
#death
#IMissYou
#passion
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Aug 2022 1:34pm
21st Aug 2022 1:34pm
Message in a Bottle
Go to the shore, go, my life
uselessly sail seven seas
and anchor yourself on a futile beach
deserted... where no one reads you
You will donate my life to the rock
let yourself fall asleep in that sand
where boats and whales run aground
where the jellyfish ignite
Go, my life by the waves, go
straddle the unexpected
change into shards of recyclable glass
Go, forgetting yourself, life
go, mismatched fate
go and beg anyone to read you
PAR
uselessly sail seven seas
and anchor yourself on a futile beach
deserted... where no one reads you
You will donate my life to the rock
let yourself fall asleep in that sand
where boats and whales run aground
where the jellyfish ignite
Go, my life by the waves, go
straddle the unexpected
change into shards of recyclable glass
Go, forgetting yourself, life
go, mismatched fate
go and beg anyone to read you
PAR
#confessional
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Aug 2022 7:30pm
13th Aug 2022 7:30pm
Scent
So you said you were coming
sooner or later
like the ray of a burning sun.
Like a rain that heals
all the scars on the skin.
And the icy air around me
smelled like your sex.
Everything smelled like you,
everything was white and placid
like you.
Like the mark you left
in this bed.
My nose looking for you
in all the folds of the curtains.
And your scent that doesn't leave me.
Your scent that eats me alive!
The fruit under the dresser,
forgotten,
solid,
dry.
Your scent in...
sooner or later
like the ray of a burning sun.
Like a rain that heals
all the scars on the skin.
And the icy air around me
smelled like your sex.
Everything smelled like you,
everything was white and placid
like you.
Like the mark you left
in this bed.
My nose looking for you
in all the folds of the curtains.
And your scent that doesn't leave me.
Your scent that eats me alive!
The fruit under the dresser,
forgotten,
solid,
dry.
Your scent in...
#love
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
#sexy
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Aug 2022 1:44pm
10th Aug 2022 1:44pm
Cervical Uncarthroses
I feel my body trampled,
like after a beating...
crawling on the ceiling!
The concrete sound of an insect
takes up the ear's time.
Blurred vision, and silly version,
of all components of a drug.
Unwanted cramps.
Tight muscle!
Tendons, tensions, tendons.
The cold air makes my neck hurt.
It's really, really, really cruel.
PAR
like after a beating...
crawling on the ceiling!
The concrete sound of an insect
takes up the ear's time.
Blurred vision, and silly version,
of all components of a drug.
Unwanted cramps.
Tight muscle!
Tendons, tensions, tendons.
The cold air makes my neck hurt.
It's really, really, really cruel.
PAR
#illness
#suffering
#hurt
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Aug 2022 11:58am
8th Aug 2022 11:58am
Disappointment poem
What shall we do with the gods?
Keep them in the drawers...
(would they forget about themselves?)
They would be taking up space.
Stealling the place of some,
possibly more practical, tools.
What if later, the gods take revenge
by making the pineapple peeler stop working?
The gods I know would have more fun
mixing up all the numbers of the unpaid bills!
We can always send gods to bed
without dessert or a goodnight kiss.
Would they uncharge themselves?
Gods are very well known for using
cellphones to...
Keep them in the drawers...
(would they forget about themselves?)
They would be taking up space.
Stealling the place of some,
possibly more practical, tools.
What if later, the gods take revenge
by making the pineapple peeler stop working?
The gods I know would have more fun
mixing up all the numbers of the unpaid bills!
We can always send gods to bed
without dessert or a goodnight kiss.
Would they uncharge themselves?
Gods are very well known for using
cellphones to...
#faith
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Aug 2022 11:52am
8th Aug 2022 11:52am
Thunder
I am still an echo
added to the silent distance
of your recesses.
PAR
added to the silent distance
of your recesses.
PAR
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Aug 2022 1:58pm
5th Aug 2022 1:58pm
Could it be the wind?
He knocked on my door.
He knocked on my door!
He was at my door.
They shot down seagulls.
"Population Control"
they said.
I wanted to see you, he told me.
“I wanted to hear from you!”
He told me again.
He hit me in the face.
I slammed the door on his face!
He made a sad face...
He made a bad face...
The blood contrasted
with the black shadows in the eyes.
They shot him at my door.
“Out of control!”
they said.
PAR
He knocked on my door!
He was at my door.
They shot down seagulls.
"Population Control"
they said.
I wanted to see you, he told me.
“I wanted to hear from you!”
He told me again.
He hit me in the face.
I slammed the door on his face!
He made a sad face...
He made a bad face...
The blood contrasted
with the black shadows in the eyes.
They shot him at my door.
“Out of control!”
they said.
PAR
#love
#lust
#boyfriend
#men
#lover
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2022 4:21pm
3rd Aug 2022 4:21pm
Still (Collaboration with Wafflenose)
What are you waiting for
at that measured distance,
submerged in silence?
Perhaps you are hoping
that time will turn backwards;
that history will rewrite itself.
Or do you await a rescuer
to take you away from here?
On the streets,
last night's fog
remains.
The meagre glow
of the waning,
infinite sequence
of footprints
that we left
is just discernible.
My eyes linger once more
upon your distant silhouette.
I glance behind me one last time
before I leave.
In...
at that measured distance,
submerged in silence?
Perhaps you are hoping
that time will turn backwards;
that history will rewrite itself.
Or do you await a rescuer
to take you away from here?
On the streets,
last night's fog
remains.
The meagre glow
of the waning,
infinite sequence
of footprints
that we left
is just discernible.
My eyes linger once more
upon your distant silhouette.
I glance behind me one last time
before I leave.
In...
#sadness
#rejection
#PowerOfWords
#art
#collaboration
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ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2022 11:50am
3rd Aug 2022 11:50am
The melting of the polar ice caps
A non-poem poem
to avoid this theme.
A poem by whom
to say what went wrong!
The worms drag your poems
by the wet soil of crude oil.
Such a short poem...
To say who bent you.
A dead seal does not see
the bear killed by cruel starvation.
The sperm whale lost the sensation
of the giant squid's embrace.
A poem you had taken,
to confirm the error!
A migrant under the sea
does not see the land where he will rest.
A migrant under the sea
does not see the land he has...
to avoid this theme.
A poem by whom
to say what went wrong!
The worms drag your poems
by the wet soil of crude oil.
Such a short poem...
To say who bent you.
A dead seal does not see
the bear killed by cruel starvation.
The sperm whale lost the sensation
of the giant squid's embrace.
A poem you had taken,
to confirm the error!
A migrant under the sea
does not see the land where he will rest.
A migrant under the sea
does not see the land he has...
#murder
#nature
#despair #suffering
#despair #suffering
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2022 1:45pm
2nd Aug 2022 1:45pm
Cashier Visitation
Why couldn't I condition myself
to a box in which everything
was kindly set for me?
Does the box make you shiver? Does it?
It's set, another wins!
Also, why should I be a friend
of someone, the disgusting!
Pay attention to the baggage.
To the most crowded suitcase of all.
Does the bag make you shiver? Does it?
Everything that is full is not a closet,
The closet, by all accounts, is empty.
Are you upset about how empty it is?
Does it hurt you to see the closet so empty?
I saw the dark instrument of...
to a box in which everything
was kindly set for me?
Does the box make you shiver? Does it?
It's set, another wins!
Also, why should I be a friend
of someone, the disgusting!
Pay attention to the baggage.
To the most crowded suitcase of all.
Does the bag make you shiver? Does it?
Everything that is full is not a closet,
The closet, by all accounts, is empty.
Are you upset about how empty it is?
Does it hurt you to see the closet so empty?
I saw the dark instrument of...
#anger
#war
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
#pandemic
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