Submissions by nomind (Cesar C.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
no mind (1000 ideas)
im angry
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another feeling
I remember my body
a song of something I call universe
that fits in my hands...
and it sounds like mozart
thus I believe in it
in a paradoxical mistake
a simple tear of painful memories
a suicidal image...
boldness thoughts
release my spirit
into a garden of dead roses
that I cannot resurrect...
nobody knows...nobody cares
I already know
I am what I am...
another mind with needs
It happen so fast
it became blind and agitated...
full of the sky...
filled with instincts
how deep I felt in...
a song of something I call universe
that fits in my hands...
and it sounds like mozart
thus I believe in it
in a paradoxical mistake
a simple tear of painful memories
a suicidal image...
boldness thoughts
release my spirit
into a garden of dead roses
that I cannot resurrect...
nobody knows...nobody cares
I already know
I am what I am...
another mind with needs
It happen so fast
it became blind and agitated...
full of the sky...
filled with instincts
how deep I felt in...
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outlaw
Im going to write a poem...
a poem about you
about the way you distract me
and how your voice speaks to me
i want to write about your flawlessness
and how is affecting my proficiency...
of every time I cross the frontier of your eyes...
and how sadness becomes the blood in my veins
is highly unfair the fact that you ignore this
but there is no such thing as a court for love...
no justice for a forgotten feeling
no jail for a criminal like you...
i want to write about the way the earth is born again every time you...
a poem about you
about the way you distract me
and how your voice speaks to me
i want to write about your flawlessness
and how is affecting my proficiency...
of every time I cross the frontier of your eyes...
and how sadness becomes the blood in my veins
is highly unfair the fact that you ignore this
but there is no such thing as a court for love...
no justice for a forgotten feeling
no jail for a criminal like you...
i want to write about the way the earth is born again every time you...
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forbidden encounters
I touched you yesterday...
i went deep inside the normal...
every second felt like eternity , like an unimaginable glide...
a tactile orgy between palms and epidermis...
a cynical game.
a trip to adromeda i must say...
spiral gestures of lust , sexual poetry...
a one way trip to your curves...
and an awakening of sadness
my hands cannot cease from your skin...
but the time came and went...
hurry up...put your clothes on my dear
give back my senses and my reality
a delicate caress on your cheek...
I'll see you in a week.
i went deep inside the normal...
every second felt like eternity , like an unimaginable glide...
a tactile orgy between palms and epidermis...
a cynical game.
a trip to adromeda i must say...
spiral gestures of lust , sexual poetry...
a one way trip to your curves...
and an awakening of sadness
my hands cannot cease from your skin...
but the time came and went...
hurry up...put your clothes on my dear
give back my senses and my reality
a delicate caress on your cheek...
I'll see you in a week.
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the song! lol
I heard a song that screw up my emotions again
a song about Good and Evil...about you!
Feeling anxious about this part of the song
a comfortable feeling of procrastination
the climax of the words...
it reminds me of you
yes I know...I'm getting old
feeling like I could jump off the second bridge
and come back to life in the third pause
all these ways...
all these years...
in the same note
in the same song
a song about Good and Evil...about you!
Feeling anxious about this part of the song
a comfortable feeling of procrastination
the climax of the words...
it reminds me of you
yes I know...I'm getting old
feeling like I could jump off the second bridge
and come back to life in the third pause
all these ways...
all these years...
in the same note
in the same song
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????
i dont care...
my hands are tired
my feelings are gone...
im standing again on this sensible paradise
inhumane paradise
old movements...
priceless thoughts
brake a leg they say...
every word counts in this mess!
im the mentalist , im the actor...
one more tear , one more bullet
im here in the same corner
just waiting...
just writing...
my hands are tired
my feelings are gone...
im standing again on this sensible paradise
inhumane paradise
old movements...
priceless thoughts
brake a leg they say...
every word counts in this mess!
im the mentalist , im the actor...
one more tear , one more bullet
im here in the same corner
just waiting...
just writing...
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my bullshit mind again...
every fucking time...it does not fail...
its me again , me and my fucked up mind
should i keep on ? ok! just one more...
fucking bullshit....more painful memories....
i love this goddamn torture...
meaningless inner child of mine
ahhh..!! simple answer , simple question
looking for the right solution...
bullshit!!
i cant find myself again...
i cant react , i cant stop...i can stop
the feeling is way stronger than reality
my fucked up reality...
have i cry..? yes i have ! yes i have...
invisible tears...the worst...
its me again , me and my fucked up mind
should i keep on ? ok! just one more...
fucking bullshit....more painful memories....
i love this goddamn torture...
meaningless inner child of mine
ahhh..!! simple answer , simple question
looking for the right solution...
bullshit!!
i cant find myself again...
i cant react , i cant stop...i can stop
the feeling is way stronger than reality
my fucked up reality...
have i cry..? yes i have ! yes i have...
invisible tears...the worst...
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?
will i always remember my past...
living memories of round thoughts
distracting images...inevitable feelings
in the depth of my mind i come to life
every day...
every time...
living memories of round thoughts
distracting images...inevitable feelings
in the depth of my mind i come to life
every day...
every time...
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another drink...
once again
my deepest sorrow
drowned in another glass of wine...
keep talking to myself
gargling in tears
a picture of vulgar memories
and an amazing touch of irony
another sip of blood
very short moments of redemption...
I'm dead...with my eyes open
casting illusions of past feelings
creating situations of love...
my glass is empty...let's start again.
my deepest sorrow
drowned in another glass of wine...
keep talking to myself
gargling in tears
a picture of vulgar memories
and an amazing touch of irony
another sip of blood
very short moments of redemption...
I'm dead...with my eyes open
casting illusions of past feelings
creating situations of love...
my glass is empty...let's start again.
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this emotions !
My mind has open another door...
a breeze of memories
a rain of old passions
and forgotten walls...
could i be more human?
a dedicated song without a past..
a deep nightmare out of this world
a poem made of illusions and heartbeats
big machines tearing down my thoughts!
the same feeling...the same idea of a woman...
but i can't see you
i can't find you...
a breeze of memories
a rain of old passions
and forgotten walls...
could i be more human?
a dedicated song without a past..
a deep nightmare out of this world
a poem made of illusions and heartbeats
big machines tearing down my thoughts!
the same feeling...the same idea of a woman...
but i can't see you
i can't find you...
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a poem...
poetry..the door to freedom !
the expression of a feeling
the creation of eternal lines...
the relief of a sleepless night...
the only way i can say "i love you"
wrapped in some catchy phrases
is 1.30 am and im here thinking of you
so close to me , but untouchable...
poetry...a cup of coffee , an old song
a library of thoughts...
a single emotion filled with regret...
a forgotten kiss...
somehow i manage to skip reality
and drawn in this invisible ocean...
your eyes...your curves
another day inside my cage...
the expression of a feeling
the creation of eternal lines...
the relief of a sleepless night...
the only way i can say "i love you"
wrapped in some catchy phrases
is 1.30 am and im here thinking of you
so close to me , but untouchable...
poetry...a cup of coffee , an old song
a library of thoughts...
a single emotion filled with regret...
a forgotten kiss...
somehow i manage to skip reality
and drawn in this invisible ocean...
your eyes...your curves
another day inside my cage...
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again...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by nomind (Cesar C.)