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
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Apr 2012 6:18pm
14th Apr 2012 6:18pm
Fake
Sat down on the Conner of my roof, grey day,
My mentum resting on the palm of my hands,
Thinker position, mind floating, loneliness,
ok And then I saw her, running out for happiness,
Going against the breezy day, the air, pushing
Her hair back toward the saddest place.
Me, wishing to be a dog, so I never went
There, long skirt down her knee, keeping
Her gallop toward fake. To feed its need.
Five days in a roll, the skirt was no longer
Long, getting short and short, love blind you
And make you dull. Mondays came,
I sat down On...
My mentum resting on the palm of my hands,
Thinker position, mind floating, loneliness,
ok And then I saw her, running out for happiness,
Going against the breezy day, the air, pushing
Her hair back toward the saddest place.
Me, wishing to be a dog, so I never went
There, long skirt down her knee, keeping
Her gallop toward fake. To feed its need.
Five days in a roll, the skirt was no longer
Long, getting short and short, love blind you
And make you dull. Mondays came,
I sat down On...
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Apr 2012 5:54am
13th Apr 2012 5:54am
captured in love fiction.
i saw you freezing
an oportunity to do
the act of pleasing,
squeezing, and teasing,
kept his cape, hug you with
it, guiding you to a worm place,
my inner heart, best treausure
to have, sumerged into you, checking
you out, every tissue of your body,
solving every loving issue of your embody,
getting out alone, like a nobody,
inside, had a crown out side i feel like
a clown, keep me in.
Sena
an oportunity to do
the act of pleasing,
squeezing, and teasing,
kept his cape, hug you with
it, guiding you to a worm place,
my inner heart, best treausure
to have, sumerged into you, checking
you out, every tissue of your body,
solving every loving issue of your embody,
getting out alone, like a nobody,
inside, had a crown out side i feel like
a clown, keep me in.
Sena
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 6:43pm
8th Apr 2012 6:43pm
red sea acapella
Itakeherhandandifeelthefear,
ilookathereyes,idiscoveredpassion,
(shetellsmecomeiwanttomakelove)
ilookather,feelingwiththesamefear,
iseeitclear,becausesheisso
innocenttostartmakinglove.iseeher
withcompassion,
(shetellscomeanyway,iwanttomakelove)
makinglovetoyouitwouldbesowonderfull,
makinglovetoyouitwouldbesobeautifull,
makinglovetoyoubecauseyouaresobella,
makinglovetoyou,iwoulddoitacapella.
timeispassingby,andsheisinsisting,
touchingmychest,shekeeppersisting,
shewantsmetobethefirsttopenetreateher...
ilookathereyes,idiscoveredpassion,
(shetellsmecomeiwanttomakelove)
ilookather,feelingwiththesamefear,
iseeitclear,becausesheisso
innocenttostartmakinglove.iseeher
withcompassion,
(shetellscomeanyway,iwanttomakelove)
makinglovetoyouitwouldbesowonderfull,
makinglovetoyouitwouldbesobeautifull,
makinglovetoyoubecauseyouaresobella,
makinglovetoyou,iwoulddoitacapella.
timeispassingby,andsheisinsisting,
touchingmychest,shekeeppersisting,
shewantsmetobethefirsttopenetreateher...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2012 4:06pm
2nd Apr 2012 4:06pm
Why?
Why
Why there’s kids that live a prostitute life,
Why we don’t believe in santa anymore is he alive?,
Why do I have to adore images to save my life?
why there’s kids that knows about sex before there even five
ask the internet.
Why I don’t have to believe that there’s no eternal life,
Why primitive man became knowledge in caverns
Why worry about future and past, my brain burns
If I don’t committed a sin why do I have to carry a cross
Why Adam had a sin,
Why does hiv exists,
Why heaven exists,
Why hell exists,
And precoz ejaculation,...
Why there’s kids that live a prostitute life,
Why we don’t believe in santa anymore is he alive?,
Why do I have to adore images to save my life?
why there’s kids that knows about sex before there even five
ask the internet.
Why I don’t have to believe that there’s no eternal life,
Why primitive man became knowledge in caverns
Why worry about future and past, my brain burns
If I don’t committed a sin why do I have to carry a cross
Why Adam had a sin,
Why does hiv exists,
Why heaven exists,
Why hell exists,
And precoz ejaculation,...
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Feb 2012 5:17pm
4th Feb 2012 5:17pm
Now you are amaized.
Now you are amaized, at me
When I’ve been more
Steped on than a
Carpet, more humiliated
Than a slave, and more
Mistreated than a head nail.
I see it, now you want to be
Part of me, remember when
I was asking for food, and drink
And something to eat,Where were you?
Now you are with somebody else,
But who is with him? Because
You are not even with your self.
I had to learn so many things
That life hit me with, I had
To learn how to smile, I did not
Need to learn how to cry, because
That you are born...
When I’ve been more
Steped on than a
Carpet, more humiliated
Than a slave, and more
Mistreated than a head nail.
I see it, now you want to be
Part of me, remember when
I was asking for food, and drink
And something to eat,Where were you?
Now you are with somebody else,
But who is with him? Because
You are not even with your self.
I had to learn so many things
That life hit me with, I had
To learn how to smile, I did not
Need to learn how to cry, because
That you are born...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2012 5:42pm
3rd Feb 2012 5:42pm
A TRUE REASON TO LOVE
A TRUE REASON TO LOVE
You, my air, my blood, my heart
My everything, my best friend, and
The best woman I ever had.
The cuffing of my secret, the mother of
My son, the word of a love song,
A true reason to love,
My inspiration to write this poem.
The reason for a throng,
To see, who im writing of.
What else could i ask from mi amour.
Again you, the reason to make
Me miss a super bowl, with a ticket
Right in the front, I called my self a
Treasure hunt, I found you without a map,
The best time in my life, you made...
You, my air, my blood, my heart
My everything, my best friend, and
The best woman I ever had.
The cuffing of my secret, the mother of
My son, the word of a love song,
A true reason to love,
My inspiration to write this poem.
The reason for a throng,
To see, who im writing of.
What else could i ask from mi amour.
Again you, the reason to make
Me miss a super bowl, with a ticket
Right in the front, I called my self a
Treasure hunt, I found you without a map,
The best time in my life, you made...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2012 6:47am
3rd Feb 2012 6:47am
She was not ready for love.
She was not ready for love,
So many years, always alone
Maybe there were more urgent things
That needed to be done, or to do, she thought.
I sat down, for so long, spied on her like a wolf,
Waiting for the moment, waiting for the open door.
I haired she was moving, I forgot about that line,
That she created, I broke the wall.
She haired an unfamiliar sound, cut in lines,
All I made was sound, she was there, having deep
Breathing, wondering what I was doing,
I told her I was out of my mind, wait for me a second
Going back for my...
So many years, always alone
Maybe there were more urgent things
That needed to be done, or to do, she thought.
I sat down, for so long, spied on her like a wolf,
Waiting for the moment, waiting for the open door.
I haired she was moving, I forgot about that line,
That she created, I broke the wall.
She haired an unfamiliar sound, cut in lines,
All I made was sound, she was there, having deep
Breathing, wondering what I was doing,
I told her I was out of my mind, wait for me a second
Going back for my...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th May 2011 6:53am
25th May 2011 6:53am
REASON
Ivebeen havingflash back
back to the past,
force by memories,
fight, sex, love,
desire of a permanent residence
on the last word.
i havea guitar i did not know
how to use, but i try,
while you have so many things you
never use, accessories.
change the unchangeable,
you cant, i cant. but even though
i have so many reasons, i dont have
enough reasons to forget about you....
back to the past,
force by memories,
fight, sex, love,
desire of a permanent residence
on the last word.
i havea guitar i did not know
how to use, but i try,
while you have so many things you
never use, accessories.
change the unchangeable,
you cant, i cant. but even though
i have so many reasons, i dont have
enough reasons to forget about you....
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SELF POEM
Published
20th May 2011 1:08am
20th May 2011 1:08am
SWEAR
I sweari would never talk about the topicbecause evenif i dont want everything havecome to an endtomorrow each one ofusis going to turn aroundfinding our own way without saying goodbye.I swear you will never hear my voiceeven if my interior burst,and yes maybe i dont understand the situation,this historyend but has it ever stated it?I turn my back on you and walk away,and yes i dont stop thinking,i lite up amemory, to evaporate your loveand the more memory i lite up, my heart inflames.Rsena
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