Submissions by RSena (Sena)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
What will I say to you when I look into your eyes, and tendays without you are more than a century, that I missed youlike a child who got lost on the path, and that I cried like a madman whofinds what he has lost, that I missedyour smile.R.Sena
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st May 2012 2:24pm
1st May 2012 2:24pm
Small lie to Myself
And here I am, letting you go,
I dont know, if I would ever forget
about you, but I'll do.
I'm letting you go, with an ending bye,
even though, I will be thinking about you,
the rest of my life.
SENA
I dont know, if I would ever forget
about you, but I'll do.
I'm letting you go, with an ending bye,
even though, I will be thinking about you,
the rest of my life.
SENA
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2012 6:19am
30th Apr 2012 6:19am
When Leaf burns your Brain.
Leaving my life,
I take a break,
I leave my body for a second,
Fading away, I see it.
But I keep on going, sky high,
Poor corp, heart and broken many time,
Full of anger, I see it.
Pushed outside by the atmosphere,
I feel so far, from my own,
From myself, but i still see it.
I use the poor moon, as my sit,
See the planet, my hands,
rubbing my head,I see my face,
changing age, How the world goes in circle,
How crazy are the people,
How my body, is been Spy
By snipers Lens, unguarded with not
Fence, make...
I take a break,
I leave my body for a second,
Fading away, I see it.
But I keep on going, sky high,
Poor corp, heart and broken many time,
Full of anger, I see it.
Pushed outside by the atmosphere,
I feel so far, from my own,
From myself, but i still see it.
I use the poor moon, as my sit,
See the planet, my hands,
rubbing my head,I see my face,
changing age, How the world goes in circle,
How crazy are the people,
How my body, is been Spy
By snipers Lens, unguarded with not
Fence, make...
774 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Apr 2012 3:00am
28th Apr 2012 3:00am
You see.
I do, but I don’t care
Questioning myself so many thing,
What a sun flower doing in a fish tank?
Why the world is rounded and not flat?
Why a woman that does not
Know anything about medicine
is more sensible than a obstetric?
What’s the different, all of them bring so many
Different answers, if shit was so valuated like
Petroleum, then people would be born we
Not asses,
A beautiful moment, stop being beautiful
Because an undesired word has been said,
A woman lose her virginity, resulting
In not being love by the one who did it....
Questioning myself so many thing,
What a sun flower doing in a fish tank?
Why the world is rounded and not flat?
Why a woman that does not
Know anything about medicine
is more sensible than a obstetric?
What’s the different, all of them bring so many
Different answers, if shit was so valuated like
Petroleum, then people would be born we
Not asses,
A beautiful moment, stop being beautiful
Because an undesired word has been said,
A woman lose her virginity, resulting
In not being love by the one who did it....
620 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Apr 2012 00:20am
28th Apr 2012 00:20am
where you ther (part 1)
I had so many beers in my head, Somnolent,
the world goes in circle real, shit. Shame is not here,
and is not there, found this 5 trees that looks like a forest,
I went in, I want to take a piss, is all I wanted, and then get that hell out, Hoping no body was looking, I took my time, on taking It out, you notes that? I was in there, but I did not imagined that some body was looking, got my hands Inside my pants, I stuck it in deep down, looking for it, trying to get a way Of not hurting myself, I’m used to it, fat, long like snake, not to sound cocky, genetic did A good job on...
the world goes in circle real, shit. Shame is not here,
and is not there, found this 5 trees that looks like a forest,
I went in, I want to take a piss, is all I wanted, and then get that hell out, Hoping no body was looking, I took my time, on taking It out, you notes that? I was in there, but I did not imagined that some body was looking, got my hands Inside my pants, I stuck it in deep down, looking for it, trying to get a way Of not hurting myself, I’m used to it, fat, long like snake, not to sound cocky, genetic did A good job on...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Apr 2012 4:48pm
27th Apr 2012 4:48pm
Me, But what about her?
They say she does, but
I’m scare, would I open
My self like I did it once again,
Fall into that horrible dry pain in my stomach,
Yes I am, I’m terrified by you.
Stoned by this thoughts,
No letting me be, or see,
Eros, finish with this,
Erase this unfaithful thoughts,
They need to, let me have a life.
The past stabbing me,
On my back, so I don’t forget,
Stabbing cupid’s approach,
Killing him, before he even
Contact me. Not this time.
I want, he wants,
Mind, the last one on deciding
Who gets the passport stamp...
I’m scare, would I open
My self like I did it once again,
Fall into that horrible dry pain in my stomach,
Yes I am, I’m terrified by you.
Stoned by this thoughts,
No letting me be, or see,
Eros, finish with this,
Erase this unfaithful thoughts,
They need to, let me have a life.
The past stabbing me,
On my back, so I don’t forget,
Stabbing cupid’s approach,
Killing him, before he even
Contact me. Not this time.
I want, he wants,
Mind, the last one on deciding
Who gets the passport stamp...
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3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Apr 2012 11:11pm
25th Apr 2012 11:11pm
First time, dont tell Mom.
Launch me a kiss on my lips,
Search with your hands,
While we both take a trip,
Of heavens love, to the above of the above,
Yes, let me know how you feel, and how,
Don’t let your mentum get on my way,
And how my lips touch your sternocleidomastoids,
By the way, where your hands?
I feel your legs having a tremor,
And your lips having another one,
Your yearn, smooth like the breeze,
Here comes the arriving, some start laughing,
Others stay calm, and tranquil,
You, screaming, and is so nice the way you do it,
We both moisture sweat,...
Search with your hands,
While we both take a trip,
Of heavens love, to the above of the above,
Yes, let me know how you feel, and how,
Don’t let your mentum get on my way,
And how my lips touch your sternocleidomastoids,
By the way, where your hands?
I feel your legs having a tremor,
And your lips having another one,
Your yearn, smooth like the breeze,
Here comes the arriving, some start laughing,
Others stay calm, and tranquil,
You, screaming, and is so nice the way you do it,
We both moisture sweat,...
918 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Apr 2012 3:26pm
25th Apr 2012 3:26pm
I Survived
I was only 14 years old,
my behavior was not good, and I had to hit the road,
my father said,
hit the road,
hit the road,
3 times he mentioned until I finally
Realized, that I had to pick and go,
Looked back to my unpainted house
Down into that dirty neighborhood,
Wondering where I was going to go,
Tears wanting to mark my face
But I believe in me, hit my chest so hard, so I did not cry
I finally finished highschool and time was like taking a flight,
That never left.
Then I got a scholarship, In medical school,
I rejected...
my behavior was not good, and I had to hit the road,
my father said,
hit the road,
hit the road,
3 times he mentioned until I finally
Realized, that I had to pick and go,
Looked back to my unpainted house
Down into that dirty neighborhood,
Wondering where I was going to go,
Tears wanting to mark my face
But I believe in me, hit my chest so hard, so I did not cry
I finally finished highschool and time was like taking a flight,
That never left.
Then I got a scholarship, In medical school,
I rejected...
730 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2012 6:26am
25th Apr 2012 6:26am
equity exist?
Masses, residences from the Suburns
Living the Inequality,
Living inside a lie,
Rich ones living in real houses.
When the biggest inequality,
Is all the equality,
Of all inequality.
Are we the same?
They don’t care if the rain
Has an ending, people running from
The rain, when is all over the place,
In third world countries people don’t sleep
Because of the rain, roof made out of zinc layers,
Rich playing with their life, like is a cd player,
Why the world again is full of so many haters.
The sound is so different in these...
Living the Inequality,
Living inside a lie,
Rich ones living in real houses.
When the biggest inequality,
Is all the equality,
Of all inequality.
Are we the same?
They don’t care if the rain
Has an ending, people running from
The rain, when is all over the place,
In third world countries people don’t sleep
Because of the rain, roof made out of zinc layers,
Rich playing with their life, like is a cd player,
Why the world again is full of so many haters.
The sound is so different in these...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Apr 2012 4:37pm
24th Apr 2012 4:37pm
STUCK IT IN AND RAN
One, two, three and four,
I’m them we are done,
Sweet making love,
And that honeys taste of your skin,
Sweat, known, but is good,
Wet, your fluid all over my chin.
Remember how we started?
Why so much clothes?
Breathing close to your
Ears, fainting breathing,
I told you get confortable.
Don’t ask me why, my skin so hot,
I’m afraid I’ll die, give me your hands,
Get them between my legs, yes,
feel nice, is in between hard, and rested,
You see the veins? Is so athletic, that got you
Hot, I can’t tell....
I’m them we are done,
Sweet making love,
And that honeys taste of your skin,
Sweat, known, but is good,
Wet, your fluid all over my chin.
Remember how we started?
Why so much clothes?
Breathing close to your
Ears, fainting breathing,
I told you get confortable.
Don’t ask me why, my skin so hot,
I’m afraid I’ll die, give me your hands,
Get them between my legs, yes,
feel nice, is in between hard, and rested,
You see the veins? Is so athletic, that got you
Hot, I can’t tell....
1003 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Apr 2012 3:18am
19th Apr 2012 3:18am
Tears of My fingers
Midnight, finally, sound made by the sorrow of my step, The motion of the gentle air fog passing under my neck, cold, while your are sleeping.
I sit infront of My grey type machine, looking back to your sexy Silhouette portrait On the bed, making the perfect musai.
No I wont, I prefer to do this alone, Tomorrow I'll be gone, yes i am in a state of denial, you Know I won't come.
A promise will be break, allready broke, wrong? Is for the best of us, I know you are not sleep you are just doing the act of Hypnagogia with your eyes Close, Knowing what Im writing,...
I sit infront of My grey type machine, looking back to your sexy Silhouette portrait On the bed, making the perfect musai.
No I wont, I prefer to do this alone, Tomorrow I'll be gone, yes i am in a state of denial, you Know I won't come.
A promise will be break, allready broke, wrong? Is for the best of us, I know you are not sleep you are just doing the act of Hypnagogia with your eyes Close, Knowing what Im writing,...
1009 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
18th Apr 2012 10:01pm
18th Apr 2012 10:01pm
Biting The Rope
I know she was stepping out
Things weren’t working out
Shit got difficult
But never got physical
She was everything
i felt like i was anything
my sex was real
But she was always
Faking. noted.
There she went
I told her that I loved her
But she bowed her head,
We promised forever love
But damn I wish I was dead,
I can’t explain how many
Times I cried and hide,
Family kept aside,
With myself I kept a
Fight. I can’t explain it
No more to be said,
And everything i've done for you .
And then I wonder...
Things weren’t working out
Shit got difficult
But never got physical
She was everything
i felt like i was anything
my sex was real
But she was always
Faking. noted.
There she went
I told her that I loved her
But she bowed her head,
We promised forever love
But damn I wish I was dead,
I can’t explain how many
Times I cried and hide,
Family kept aside,
With myself I kept a
Fight. I can’t explain it
No more to be said,
And everything i've done for you .
And then I wonder...
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Apr 2012 11:38pm
16th Apr 2012 11:38pm
the forgotten sugar plum
i]Under the hot caribean sun,
everyday, without a last sweat drop,
works a man.
look up, see the horizon,
your thumb wiping your sweat,
put it down, or drop it, where
the city at you wonder, how you lost
your hand, or finger, rest
my black man.
songs made by numerous of dry throat
at once, jaundice chinese color eyes,
full belly of what? air? maybe a type
of anemia?
but still family always happy,
awaiting at home, family always there,
waiting out side, at the house door,
waiting for the man with the machete, ...
everyday, without a last sweat drop,
works a man.
look up, see the horizon,
your thumb wiping your sweat,
put it down, or drop it, where
the city at you wonder, how you lost
your hand, or finger, rest
my black man.
songs made by numerous of dry throat
at once, jaundice chinese color eyes,
full belly of what? air? maybe a type
of anemia?
but still family always happy,
awaiting at home, family always there,
waiting out side, at the house door,
waiting for the man with the machete, ...
674 reads
7 Comments
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