Poem: Todo esto es puro sexo

Siento en mí obscuridad
cada tieso centímetro tuyo.
Lentamente con fervor,
indomable nuestro
ritmo nos trastorna:
en dos bestias
intocables por naturaleza.
Con deleite te hago naufragar a los misterios
de mí obscuridad.
...y tú sentir se volvió en mí sentir...
Tus manos peligrosas,
a las aventuras de mí tesoro,
agarran y a tu boca llevan
la clave de mí deseo.
Con ansiedades lentamente
se tranca mi obscuridad
encerrando a tu naufrago
a morir una vez más
dentro de mi misterio.
Enlazando nuestras lenguas
en este puro acuerdo.
...y tú sentir se volvió en mi sentir...
Hemos quedado ilesos.

Poem: Soft as the Moon

In the soft beaming light of the moon
her scent, her silhouette is calling me.
A step faster just to reach her,
just to touch her.
Her face seemed scared
but in the moonlight is a pleasant gesture.
I am just five steps away
and my beauty fainted on the soft grass.
Her figure is calling me.
I take her body,
I touch her bosom,
her hair is soft and her pulse is not felt.
She is as soft as the beaming light of the moon.
Her tongue is tasty,
her flesh like home made food,
all of her guts still warm.
I am glad to eat her.

Let's Light Up Our Sky!

Poem: Poeta

Mí poeta
no me escribe poesías
dormita a mí lado
visitando las estelas.
Aquí estoy yo,
absurda y dormida.
Esperando por versos
que insipiren mis besos
pero ilesa y muda
las palabras se las lleva el viento.
A mí obscura soledad,
mí poeta aquí esta
con amor sin igual...

Pic: YoshOmi

Video: Coheed and Cambria "The Suffering"

Stravaganzza: Hijo de la Luna

Poem: Hasta el Final

te amare hasta el final
hasta que la sed se me vaya
hasta que mi alma abandone mi cuerpo
y visite las estrellas.
te amare una y otra vez
con ternura y dolor en el alma
con mis heridas y censuras

-no corras-
la vida no se amortigua de estos
sin sabores pero corre, ven vuela
conmigo.

no hay nada absurdo ni retorico
que me impida amarte
por lo bello que eres, por la fuerza que me das
por la esperanza al cambio, por la fe y el amor.

Ruegala a Dios, a mi no,
yo perdono tus heridas y las hago mias
-no corras-
te amare hasta el final
si es que existe un fin
y nuestra divinidad, este amor,
lo carga un querubin.

note: It does not have the correct spanish punctuations because I cannot find in the keyboard the way to put the codes for them. Sorry. I know this poem lack the punctuation. Sorry again!

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Poem: A Mere Thought

I have take everything away from you.
-everything close and dear-
I am testing a character that once was wild
and mold it to a mild one.
Have I done the right thing?
-Poor creature-
You have nothing left but yourself.
You got no place to run to
no one to talk to -this is life-
the world will not wait
to the day you will take a step
to an any decision you'll make.
This is sad.
I have take everything away from you.
- I will keep doing it.-

Poem: The Fire in My Eyes

You have turned into a desolate creature
afraid with poisonous tongues
hidden in a bubble and placing the victim
-as for yourself- deep in the mud.
Your eloquence is far distant
in your twisted imagination of:
furthermores' and eventhoughs'
there are no sentences without them
in the content of misunderstandings and bending structures.
-how low can you be?-
pointing and making others miserable
as the way that you feel.
Disproportionated and allienated
by your narrow objectives
with a someone that shares cookies in others kisses.
-how blind can you be?-
as the ox for father
that only see the red dot of the bullseye
forgetting the complexity and the intrigue
your path had caused and sow and reap...
You aim at me like a target
when none of my poems before were
an interest to you.
You have turned into a blogstalker and vicious little prick.
Saddistic and hypothetical...envious and jeaulous...
hurt more than anything
carrying a wound
for my lips and fingers that only said and will say TRUTH.
A worthless man with no aspirations and a non-follower just like you
-there's nothing to lose-
Nothing to gain but empty and shallow eyes
shallow and empty brain.
The fire in my eyes creeps you out
the fire that burns as for knowledge and light
and everything that you lost.
No more poisoning as for your tongues
but painful as for there is no return...
to a path of peace, a path of success
but there is one to blame...
the person that possess the truth
and took the courage to tell you
that a real man achieve his promises.

" A man with his feet on the ground fulfill his word to others"

This fire that you see in my eyes
are the ones that burns in your heart
in the coil of your deep self below the ego and superficialism
covered and shaped with hypocrisy...
it burns. it aches. it will not leave you alone
because you know who failed.

"Fire ignite thy reason
burning the wall of mediocrity."

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Poem: Talking On My Back

So you live at others expectations

doing your famous role of victim

"acussing others of being victims of their own tragedy"

I wonder, day by day,

how could I ever called you my best friend

since you cheated on my backs

taking a man with darkest dreams and empty thoughts.

how crud and merciless can you be

playing yourself as innocent?

how vicious and selfish is your character?

talking on my backs' as if i were a damn hollywood star.

there is nothing to feel ashamed of

when your feet are on the ground

and there's nothing wrong with your philosophy

why keep coming back at me and try to feel powerful

with insults and reverse psychology....got more?

so keep sending it to me!

your building my defenses and offensive

as grand canyon rocks...biting your lips?

i got one better: BITE YOUR TONGUE!

you got enough guts to talk on my back

with my supposedly "loved one" and

being more than friends for those sad days

and playing innocently in front of others eyes

leaving them to talk that the villain is insane and talking shit

but your days are going to end

but your days are coming to an end.

"Bullshitters will fall in their own shit....Upppsss, did I said that out loud?"

Poem: ..: To Kill a Flower :..

from the deeps
you grew
forging your way up
to be free
to breath

unacquainted but in need of a host
you do not dare to move
only to bathed with the sun

your holy beauty
blooms with the seasons
and ready to feel envy
you laugh at others
with the wind

your reality is obscene and crud
anybody can pull you off from your roots
it creeps me out!

so galant and naive
so insidious your content
to be admired by nature
and be killed by nature itself.

Poem: Deadly Innocence

"shshshsh... here she comes...don't fear...
the faceless beauty is here."

When I first saw the faceless beauty
my joy filled methought.
New friends are always welcome
but hey! a vibe shattered my heart.
Still, my trust I gave to her.
with more than one opportunity to start anew
keeping aside the vibe of a bad omen.
we talked, we shared, we danced,
we created an unknown world were only rangers could exist
...fair or not...
fear and gossip
separated our bond.
I am considered a three headed beast
by an influence that it will not break free.
...Instead...
what it seems that you were the one to feed
to his conclusions and wrong ideals.
Silly me...
There were no hypocrisies
not from me at least.
The world is small
and revolves in its orbit
and gravity will drag us all
but faceless beauty
you fell on his steps.
Why?
Reasons are to be remained unknown.
It is true.
a deadly innoncence
abide from beyond
and the friendship that calls
only she destroyed.

Poem by Sir Philip Sydney

My True-Love Hath My Heart

My true-love hath my heart and I have his, By just exchange one for the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss; There never was a bargain better driven. His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides: He loves my heart, for once it was his own; I cherish his because in me it bides. His heart his wound received from my sight; My heart was wounded with his wounded heart; For as from me on him his hurt did light, So still, methought, in me his hurt did smart: Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss, My true love hath my heart and I have his. Sir Philip Sidney

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True Friendship Always Stays...

There are always hard & good times in life...
in these times is when you know who stand beside you,
who is real and brave enough to face all the fears, laughter, and tears with you...
I have many friends but real ones... only few...
Only few stand beside you and tells you the truth...
For my real friends...
True friendship always stays...
Thanks Ma-Chan.
I'm always here...

Poem: Beautiful Mornings

Here I lay
intertwined in your body
like buds in their way to full bloom...
Every morning
I see pieces of heaven
every time I stared at your eyes.
This kind of emotion
does not feel wrong
cause it grows strong...it might look bewildered...
but there's nothing more pure
than our love mix with our sweet hugs
Here we are
in each others arms
blending our skin like colors of the dawn in the sky
...so safe...so sure...
I could live an eternity like this
with no regrets
and I'm not biting my tongue
there is nothing to fear.
The two of us
have fallen from the same dark skies
with our wings we resemble
our deepest wishes to behold love
this is our chance.
Let us born with the first ray of our beautiful mornings.

Poem: To Hug and Be Hugged

At last...
there he is
the person that I was looking for...
someone who is worthy to retrieve my love
from the dungeons of this shattered heart.
At last...
there he is
possessing the charisma of the universe
in his veins... with wise and joyful words
that have enlighten my soul
that have enlighten my vowels...
What I can only perceive is truth
what I can only sense is our energy
running through our veins
like a new being
feeding from wind and fire.
It is so wonderful to belong in your arms,
so wonderful to hug and to be hugged.

Poem: Visiting Darkness...

Here I am, once again,
at the verge of darkness
me...a daughter of the sun...
me... which shine radiates others path...
I am stranded in this universe.
Falling, sinking in empty dark shades
pulling me with its fingers to the shadow corners...
Justice. Justice.
this thirst, this quench for justice...
it's dragging me to my knees
violent and coarse...feeding from my thoughts.
lonely. forsaken.
without a hope to keep shining in this colliding universe...
fearless, though, shameless
save me from this skin...save me from this abyss...
a daughter of the sun
will always retrieve from darkness
there is no space
for her shinning hopes.

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" I have spread my dreams
under your feet
Tread softly because
you tread on my dreams."
by W.B. Yeats

Poem: Origins

"Your anger is cutting your feet
your actions is showing your true nature"

low actions like yours

that deprive the real you or better yet

shows you that you are the puppet master of this show

how consumed with hatred is your heart?

this game that you started

with wrong pawns...keep showing your teeth

everybody is looking... you know who they are...

it is sad that you seek to destroy me

and with a lousy excuse

-to protect a loved one-

but guess what?

your lies are intertwine with your actions

and the more you struggle

the more you fall in your own shit

talking about hypocresies

but the first one to render was yourself

all the blasphemies that you talked about your dear friend

that used to be an archenemy..

try to solve things out

like an adult for godsake!

you cannot stand tall talking behind and posting comments

oh, i forgot, you do that to feel powerful

by hurting others...too bad for you...your cloak fell.

the more problems for you

it is not in my nature to hurt but since

you and your puppets started

people take their own initiative to protect

for every action a consequence

yet you can never be intelligent enough to analyze this

your intelligence is so creative yet it will never fit into structure,

of course, all by your own doing

you are so mad at me

that you hurt others and deprive others from me

like always taking everything at the personal level

someday life will re-teach the lesson

...i hope for your own sake...

my advise

go back to your slumber

"calladitos se ven mas bonitos"

don't start this hell

for it will burn us all

and the good thing is that there is no turning back at all.

i'm out from your path

control your puppets to be out too

for they will be getting from this fire

and its all because of your doing.

stop your actions

enough is enough.

if you got any problems

act like an adult go straight to me first instead of writing comments and posting poems.

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I have just met you...and I feel that I know you since forever...

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Poem: [begins]

Stay in here...
caressing my skin...
don't move aside
let me touch your heart.
Waking up from this dream
will you be here?
from a senseless
ordinary woman to
a flaming red butterfly...
longing for the mist
to fly and not to turn
in a shameful kid.
intoxicated by too much honesty
but in the long run...
don't move aside
stay here
so i can be able to reach
the untouchable and unreachable spirit
that resides in this mist.

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