Desabafo

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Eu não aguento mais esse papo de machismo e feminismo. Isso divide tanto a gente. Essa guerra pra saber se houve estupro ou não no caso da menina do rio de janeiro só mostra o quanto nós estamos desconectados dos nossos sonhos e das nossas aventuras. Precisamos aumentar o nível de empatia entre homens e mulheres. Nem todas as mulheres são vítimas. nem todos os homens são estupradores.

Generalizar é sempre uma maneira burra de se comunicar. E digo isso generalizando que é pra ver se alguém pega a piada. Mas acho difícil nos dias de hoje, com tanta preguiça que as pessoas tem de pensar.

#prontofalei

I Kissed You In My Dreams – Poems I find somewhere

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I Kissed You In My Dreams

Last night I had a dream. Oh yes, it was a remarkably vivid dream. I met you my strong handsome man…

We locked hearts…locked eyes and wanted only each other.. We walked on a beach in the moonlight with the sounds of waves crashing against the rocks

We sat on the sand and melted our hearts with passion… with the soft warm music of raindrops dancing on the water We kissed slowly ….every so slowly….with the pounding beat of passion making our hands tremble

We created an energy together that was futuristic in nature Not a single word was said… not needed… our synergistic motion mimicked the waves

I woke up soaked in a hot hot hot sweat. My body dripping dripping dripping …..with wet pearls of joy My heart pounding so fast…. It seemed so real, so very real My slender athletic toned body and your strong body…melting together in the rain

I loved every ounce of your soul and sought to make you happy. I ran my fingers over your beautiful face and rubbed your body sweetly with the water from the ocean I needed you and you needed me…to please to love to cherish I kissed you ever so slowly, so beautifully, and wanted to feel your heart Yes, it seemed so unbelievably real..I thought

I tried so hard to go back to sleep and fall into the dream but something kept me awake perhaps the sound of my own lonely heart pounding, throbbing, shaking

I can hear you – Poems I find somewhere

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I can hear you

I can hear you in all your silence too The beats of your heart that drums double in woo The plunging, brooding eyes that reaches down my heart’s groove Silent soul following my traces to the moon.

Your feelings give me vibrations of love that feels so true Icicle now melting coloring all my world once blue Your love it shines my heart. It’s like a spectrum of hues As you are falling into me and I am falling into you.

Your light aglows my soul, I flow in peace I never knew Your eyes hypnotize. I lose myself trail-less, no clue. Your fingers play a trance, I feel aligned to their tune Twilight breaks on my sight as if breaking golden noon.

Your voice tricks my heart, I feel you calling me your boo I drift in endless oceans of some feelings all brand new Ranging from the top of lungs, you pierce my deepest truth You take over my all and I feel happy to be you.

Source: ReasonPad- Poetry


veteran searching for meaning – Poems I find somewhere

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veteran searching for meaning

I am nothing more than an imperfect soul Trying to make sense of the world around me. Through what little understanding I can invoke I spread this wisdom to my fellow man. To let him who struggling with the weight From the responsibility of life Know that many others before have sat And questioned in pain and confusion But have persevered, risen, and become stronger Not because of an easy path before them, But because of the courage created inside Pushing them through every impediment Thrown in front ofv them by life.

So far I've lived a life rooted in analytical thinking From the memorization and repetition of Known rules, laws, and procedures Conforming to a pre-constructed image of What a successfull life is based from The material possesions owned To the title one holds at an occupation. No longer. Now I will pursue a life with the above foundation But now directed to the creation of new ideas, Visions, philosophies, in hope to better not only mine But the lives of all my fellow man.

Endlessly Hoping – Poems I find somewhere

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Endlessly Hoping

All she ever wanted was to be admired with the same fierce intensity she admired the sky. She wanted someone to appreciate her flaws in the way she appreciated every discarded petal, with utter elegancy. All she wished for was for somebody to gaze at her, fixated on the beauty she tried to give. She wished for someone to love all of her as profoundly as her fascination with the world.

From Dust to Seed – Poems I find somewhere

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From Dust to Seed

The voids within

Soundbites of despirited whispers

Poison the mind of the lost

Hope crestfallen in reflect

Synapse network entropy

Battlecry, internal war is amok

Unruly memory, insentience is the soul

Erase my dreams and start again

Cleanse and pour me upwind

Dust will settle and start anew

Fertile ashes germinate new seed

With sun beams embraced

Blooming life renew

“Feeling Broken and Lost” – Poems I find somewhere

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“Feeling Broken and Lost”

In the hour of pain, In the hour of loss, Time hath no mercy, It ticks with accost.

Looking to the the horizon, The Sun stands still. Peace may be ahead, But tomorrow never will.

This moment of pain Should last but a minute, Yet it ticks for hours, When I don't want to live it.

Inspired by a friends Facebook status: "Why is it when things get bad the clock's ticking gets louder, and time stands still like some, 'I'm gonna hold you right here just to make every moment painfully longer…'"

Contentment, Resentment – Poems I find somewhere

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Contentment, Resentment

Is love meant to take you apart I mean where's the part Where someone comes in an instant And takes your heart It makes you lost You don't even know Where to start And if we die young Do we die young at heart Or does the weight of the world Tear you apart Life's a car And there's no where to park You feel left out All alone in the dark Desperate to leave a mark You long for a new start But the weight of the world Tears you apart

We live in this fantasy But ultimately We're all lost at sea No sight of land Come on Row your boat Forget those aching hands All you long for Is the sight of sand But with a slight of hand The cards dissapear And all that appears Are your plight and your tears The end of the fantasy is near So you look back on those years And all you can think is 'Oh, dear!'

Since June – Poems I find somewhere

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Since June

I spent days thinking.

I feel dead.

My body heard most the words you said,

but I'm the same.

I'm insane.

I'm so afraid.

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You tried it all before;

you made it to the door, but it was locked.

I wouldn't let you in.

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But my life's gone through it all

and I can't take more falls..

I want to crawl down to my knees

and tell you that I'm so defeated

but my mouth want say the words.

I'm just choking in the hurt.

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" You're not letting anyone in.

You're such a fucking coward;

you're just too much for me.

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You're just too much for anyone

because you can't trust anyone. "

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I'm so sorry for the way I treated every word you said.

I'm not so grown up in the end;

I'm still a kid inside my head.

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I just want to go away.