Submissions by nomind (Cesar C.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
no mind (1000 ideas)
another day
One drop of sin...
An immaculate feeling
I have to be accurate
And touch you with my bare hands
Carnal instincts
Desire turn into sacrifice
I must love you
I must feel you
it seems like it was yesterday
But our past its not our future
My lines went away...
but its just another day.
Rain drops going thru my flesh
Soaking my soul
Washing memories away...
playing with my tears
Im use to it by now
No key for this broken door...
just leaning my head again
Doing human things...
An immaculate feeling
I have to be accurate
And touch you with my bare hands
Carnal instincts
Desire turn into sacrifice
I must love you
I must feel you
it seems like it was yesterday
But our past its not our future
My lines went away...
but its just another day.
Rain drops going thru my flesh
Soaking my soul
Washing memories away...
playing with my tears
Im use to it by now
No key for this broken door...
just leaning my head again
Doing human things...
72 reads
4 Comments
cunn
The journey from the mountains to the triangle of love... a symphony of kisses showered by cherry blossoms followed by an army of fingers carving those deadly curves , long way I must say , but adorned with mounds and glossy pupils. ..
Distracted by the landscapes I start drinking lust soaking my face on body nectars while I write history on these walls double written words to be specific... the ink of my tongue disappears and attractive pulses signal me that a storm is coming and that I must go in to continue this ceremony to a higher level
Distracted by the landscapes I start drinking lust soaking my face on body nectars while I write history on these walls double written words to be specific... the ink of my tongue disappears and attractive pulses signal me that a storm is coming and that I must go in to continue this ceremony to a higher level
143 reads
8 Comments
The love for the prohibited...a loaded gun to the brain
Peace is not longer found
emerging feelings of unknown situations
perhaps just pause or an insult
a reluctant echo
I've turn into flowing darkness
pain is within the human
feeding on dust and ashes
deserted mind and tears for dessert
shadowless I walk
I can't let it go
walking and dragging my memories
dry voices suffocate my colors
undeniable love
an invisible past
and the unexpected future
just The fucking truth
pearls...corroded pearls I see
One thousand drops make my ocean
And a forced smile my...
emerging feelings of unknown situations
perhaps just pause or an insult
a reluctant echo
I've turn into flowing darkness
pain is within the human
feeding on dust and ashes
deserted mind and tears for dessert
shadowless I walk
I can't let it go
walking and dragging my memories
dry voices suffocate my colors
undeniable love
an invisible past
and the unexpected future
just The fucking truth
pearls...corroded pearls I see
One thousand drops make my ocean
And a forced smile my...
79 reads
2 Comments
about me
how can I put this...
it's just one more of my melancholy and purple thoughts
and uninviting feeling
I wish I could turn yellow
but my emotions are cover with asphalt
I like to watch over the train
because I always see the south
fantasies Made of broken mirrors
I Succumb every time I Write
Every time I think
Watch me rain...watch me
A cold kiss to say it's gone...
a pale handshake to close a chapter
look away destiny
Look away.
it's just one more of my melancholy and purple thoughts
and uninviting feeling
I wish I could turn yellow
but my emotions are cover with asphalt
I like to watch over the train
because I always see the south
fantasies Made of broken mirrors
I Succumb every time I Write
Every time I think
Watch me rain...watch me
A cold kiss to say it's gone...
a pale handshake to close a chapter
look away destiny
Look away.
61 reads
6 Comments
heart drops
well one more night
just a simple glimpe was the cause of this...
i try to run away
i try to hide behind my mind...
but you still there
just like the first day
honestly is what i look for
but temptation is my daily food...
i am my own slave
my own destruction...
the collateral seduction i feel
the mental deception
i live just to breath
just to dream...
and i wait just to see
just to feel...
just a simple glimpe was the cause of this...
i try to run away
i try to hide behind my mind...
but you still there
just like the first day
honestly is what i look for
but temptation is my daily food...
i am my own slave
my own destruction...
the collateral seduction i feel
the mental deception
i live just to breath
just to dream...
and i wait just to see
just to feel...
77 reads
10 Comments
humid emotions
My self esteem was yours
Chaotic chariots of indulgence
I turn into smoke in every breath
And they dissappear...
Inhaling memories
Painting the walls with water
I wish I could say "I told you"
But it was dark and humid...
Silence is my throne
Pale clouds surround me
As my memories get thinner
And thinner...
Chaotic chariots of indulgence
I turn into smoke in every breath
And they dissappear...
Inhaling memories
Painting the walls with water
I wish I could say "I told you"
But it was dark and humid...
Silence is my throne
Pale clouds surround me
As my memories get thinner
And thinner...
50 reads
7 Comments
wanted
sometimes i sympathize with you...
i see myself in the depth of your eyes
roaming in the pale walls of my skull
just an illusion...
walking over you...but i cant reach you
i know you are there , i know you are...
the sound you make when i breathe
the moments we live as one soul...
i hear you as you speak
i feel the presence of your shadow
simple words , bitter feeling
as i walk away from the mirror...i see you dissapear.
i see myself in the depth of your eyes
roaming in the pale walls of my skull
just an illusion...
walking over you...but i cant reach you
i know you are there , i know you are...
the sound you make when i breathe
the moments we live as one soul...
i hear you as you speak
i feel the presence of your shadow
simple words , bitter feeling
as i walk away from the mirror...i see you dissapear.
83 reads
10 Comments
lost number two
Dehydrated eyes
Resting on shadowed bags
sleepless nights
Day dreams
Hole after hole
Consuming ideas of progress
tempting bullet
Corrupted waters of life
Acting on my best behavior
even when I sleep
One more cup of coffee
a phone ringing...
Resting on shadowed bags
sleepless nights
Day dreams
Hole after hole
Consuming ideas of progress
tempting bullet
Corrupted waters of life
Acting on my best behavior
even when I sleep
One more cup of coffee
a phone ringing...
70 reads
2 Comments
lost
Influenced by memories
I have stop my instincts
A broken idea
Was the beginning
Brain washed by turquoise tears
Lost in The depth of my eyes
I can't find my inner self
In this parallel side of my mind
I need help
I need a mirror.
I have stop my instincts
A broken idea
Was the beginning
Brain washed by turquoise tears
Lost in The depth of my eyes
I can't find my inner self
In this parallel side of my mind
I need help
I need a mirror.
84 reads
6 Comments
My last poem of the year
Stripped from my former self
Bleeding thoughts of Peace
A new idea a fresh concept
Waiting for the new verse
(Sigh) the crying of a bad poet
The inevitable slap in the face
I will keep on writing
Branding my soul with the pen
Waking up in every breath...
Bleeding thoughts of Peace
A new idea a fresh concept
Waiting for the new verse
(Sigh) the crying of a bad poet
The inevitable slap in the face
I will keep on writing
Branding my soul with the pen
Waking up in every breath...
106 reads
6 Comments
Dead Prostitute
Many times i saw those worn high heels
walking down the street , stumping the melancolic concrete
the pale sidewalk
marking the territory...
cynical look of a lost face
hungry in many senses i must say
a decaying smile pretending attraction
intermitent lights , a faded purse...
a half smoking cigarrette tells the story
the story of a sad woman
the life of a nocturnal fantasy
the story of some well shaved legs...
never knew your name
never talk you
but the uncountable glimpses were...
walking down the street , stumping the melancolic concrete
the pale sidewalk
marking the territory...
cynical look of a lost face
hungry in many senses i must say
a decaying smile pretending attraction
intermitent lights , a faded purse...
a half smoking cigarrette tells the story
the story of a sad woman
the life of a nocturnal fantasy
the story of some well shaved legs...
never knew your name
never talk you
but the uncountable glimpses were...
115 reads
14 Comments
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