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Draft

This was me,
after all.
Just a draft.
An attempt on arts,
forgotten by the nightstand.
A delusional moment
of greatness,
Being sketched.



image by Dan Cretu
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Let me see the Light

Let me see the Light
Or - is it that aɪ need to open other boxes?
Is this seeds?
Is there anything to understand before aɪ can go further?
Hopefully aɪ feel less abandoned

Feeling abandoned
Is just a symptom
aɪ just start to see a bit of Light -
More boxes
Filled with training, that is, seeds -

What will these seeds
Give me?
Less abandoned
aɪ'll feel? - Is trying to understand
useful? -

Will aɪ suffer more before aɪ understand?
Are these seeds useful?
Will Light
Bloom? And aɪ'll feel less abandoned?

A new thing is here - feeling less abandoned?
Look! - What we were looking for: Light -
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a mess

The time is blue
and I think in you.

My arms miss your hugs
and I want kiss you

Is and S.O.S my love
and the noise of the ambulance sound...

But nobady can save me,
Nobady is you.
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Flesh canvas

Take me there,
In the middle of the night.
Under open skies
And melted clouds
I will follow your voice
Bursting into my name,
Igniting the flame of us.




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The guy across the street

Talking to you i fear
Just the thought of you being near
I wonder if you’ll ever notice me
From the bus stop across the street
Give me a chance
To be that lucky man
You will see

From the laughs to the kisses
From hugs to the misses

Let me hold you in my arms
Through moments of harm

Let me be part of your life
Till the moment we die

To you by me
From the guy across the street.
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The brown eyed girl from 8 miles away

Tonight we meet again,
for the first time after 2 long years,
dinner you said,
and i offered to pay
i took you to your place
And we cuddle until 4 am
Then i left
Your perfume was still on my shirt
I felt asleep while you where in my head
And then i said to myself
She doesn’t feel the same way
See you again in 2 years
The brown eyed girl from 8 miles away.
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Haiku to internet

Internet through light.
It is faster than ever
and keeps my room speedbright
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Free The Monster!

Do you remember his words?
{Yep}
What an idiot -
Why are you making a cage for the monster?
This is not trendy -
In Paris, in London and New York - the monster they are loving
There's the poet - She says Octavio Paz is rubbish
Good verses - colleague - it's tenderness
There's the poet - He goes back in time, it's beauty - he says: One, two, three, one, two, three -
Rubbish! That's pollution - emptiness
Free the monster!
This is contamination
Look! Here come the doves:
"This is not trendy -"
He wanted those lines
What an arsehole, really -
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Only I and me (My first poem in English)

This is the boy
that my heart broke
but he isn't known it.
I leave our relationship.

My heart cry
while he travels,
he can fly
across the life.

I lost the hope
to recover the past
it isn't better
but I felt well.

This is my trip
I musn't be a role
I could be the girl
that I want , that I wish.
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Spheric Ship

A dome made of trees
Their leaves become blue if it's warm
And they disappear if 'tis fresh
From light blue to transparent
That's their cycle
Like on a ship that moves straight forward
The same dream,
Always the same, no pauses
From tenderness to wildness: a deep sea
So many fish in there:
Blue, yellow, white, the glowing jellyfish
And the sun so far away
Still tall
Yes
But blurred
And while the ship goes deeper
And if lacking oxygen, the body faints
-
The creamy blue comes back to them
And warm they are once again
The ship in more quiet waters
By the surface
Oxygen returns
And my body wakes up with its index finger touch.
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Dystopia Cash Planet

”Where do you live?” they ask sometimes.
“I live in Dystopia Cash Planet” I answer back.
They call it The Blue Planet, but it is not.
It’s green as money buying everything.
It’s green as our brain looking for excuses.
It’s pale grey as rain writing post-it notes in windows
with words that you forget all the time.
We have a lot of religions, cultures, bad habits,
myths, fairy tales, nightmares, national pride,
we-do-like-this, we-do-like-that,
we-believe-this, we-don't-believe-that,
but we are all green inside
and our hearts are a one-dollar bill.
As all dystopias, ours will end up bad,
like in the movies when the sun collapses
and everything dies.
“Where do you live?” they ask sometimes.
“I live in Dystopia Cash Planet” I always answer back.
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I know you

You know...

when had this one girl ...who always left you miserable and alone at night and one night you just get fed up ...



With all the shit she's put you through and let her go and see her... months later happy and in love in the arms of someone else... U feel terrible..and just feel all that regret and pain hitting you...

As you witness her go and now you just cry yourself asleep wishing you could have her back.. but at the same time dont because you dont want to ruin her happiness... u wanted back..

If you can't relate then you should be happy this aint you and if its worse... than ...this than just know there's always a girl or guy out their going through your pain and you're not alone...

No ones perfect and you always learn from your mistakes and try again...

OVER AND OVER.. u try to get back her again..

mybe.. you're trying feel again..

She is in your awareness...
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Dark Wonderland

Young lady, young lady,
don´t be afraid.
Be monsters? Be monsters?
Oh! What a shame!
We´re best friends. Yes! Best friends!
Just take our hand.
We´ll show you a new world
that´s full of greys.

There is the Big Boss,
he wants your heart in pain.
He loves it when it´s racing
like a hurricane.
There comes the Crying Madame,
She loves your tears of shame.
Cry her a river!
Please, delight them
with your fear!

Young lady, young lady,
why you so blue?
Don´t you like the wonderland
we´ve bult for you?
Wait, please, don´t go,
girl, still haven´t a clue
of how greatly amazing things…
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H03 [Poem I]

Poets before me, Help!
I cannot find the words to
Write verses today
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Loss

The sadness knocks to my door,
she comes with her friends.
I forgot pass the letch.

All is full of their colours.
The leaks grown in the walls
of the main room.

Only remembers bit
and the last part of his story
is broadcasted in TV.

He goes away.
Raining days.
Someone with his wing
clean my tears
while I feel a pain in the deepest.

Maybe the weather change next week
and if I see the heaven,
I will see a new star.

The blue season came
when he went away.
I couldn’t tell him goodbye,
I only showed him my smile.

I not remember what
were my last words.
I only know,
I held his hand.

I took care of him
as he was a Christ.
Maybe he never forgot this kindness
and he pass away dressed
with the tender coat
and the cloak of affection
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Transparencies

He shatters when he
Falls, she shatters when she falls
Brush for him, mop for
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It's not the same

It will never be the same, no,
it will never be the same, no.
This is the very real way, isn't it?
this the very real way, isn't it?.

I'm wasted but I love it too much,
I'm crazy so what you complain about?
You were told that, yeh you were told,
so baby don't scream and let me go.

If you dont understand my madness,
where the hell is your kindness?
If I were normal as you wanted,
maybe I'd say I'm pretty fucked.

I'm still thinking about your hair,
and I got too much things to say,
but baby I got several pain from you,
so baby you got to know, my love flew.

It will never be the same, no,
it…
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To lazyness

The alarm clock sounds loud,
and I don't want to wake up.
Why do I stand with that?
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Grandma

I don't want to stay and see light fading.
I'm not ready yet to see the dark,
I know there's only a spark.

I don't want to sit waiting for silence.
I don't want to see what we become
when the clouds cover the sun.

I'm not tough enough to live the ending.
I think I will stay behind the wall,
I don't want to see you fall.

Tears born from the silence
can be heard further away.
I pretend I'm not afraid

to never hear your voice again.
I'm taking shelter from the rain.

I know nothing can be made,
you will go but you will stay.
I pretend I'm not afraid

to see your face just through the glass.
I am the future and you are the past.
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Haiku to my mind

While I'm wondering,
time's going by and I'm still thinking
what is inside my mind.
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