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ioanalexandrumorar
ioanalexandrumorar
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and what if I download my emotions through poetry that words are flowing through my veins that my mind prints metaphors and oil colors painted on walls that my eyes reflect epithets in silver mirrors that my heart beats in the iambic pentameter that my lungs breathe lyrics like oxygen in the air that my palm is sweating ink on sheets that appear empty, but I see them written that my ears vibrate only rhymes... and what... what if I'm a madman among the normal I'm just an incomprehensible spectrum in a world full of shadows
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 8:53 AM UTC
and what if...
I'm an astronaut who has a suitcase with shiny spoons So that I can grave "I love you" on all of our galaxy's moons I am a legendary knight who has a mythical sword So that I can fight for you the mountains and all the world I am a searched pirate who navigate the fields of faith and Mars So that one day we can live there and steal the hopeless stars My shadow is a ghost who flies over kingdoms turned into gold So we melt into statuettes whose hearts will never be cold My hope are clouds above the hills of the trees with diamond leaves So our courage be tall buildings and conquered the high fears And my love, well, I hide it in a castle made of a frozen cosmic ray So that you come with the flame that blossom roses in may
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 8:26 AM UTC
I am...
spilled blood in galaxies made of tears, candles that blow dark photons in my chest, my brain that emits ideas with pulsars in cosmos and the hot of the sun turns into a neutron star, who is carrying me into a confusing geodesic road and this road... are just coordinates into wormholes that provides me the possibility to travel into parallels worlds in the fourth dimensions of my complicated mind lighting spectrums of information into my empty heart who was a black hole for long time but now that I find you this black hole it's turning again into a beautiful star #poetry #dreamingforawhile #imagination
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Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
l o s t i n p a r r a l l e l w o r l d s
And then, for the first time you look around, started to see more deeply and the beauty of nature is revealed. For the first time you listen to the harmony of the universe and the symphony of the stars; then everything starts to become more and more beautiful, lies and lies of beauty are revealed because your eyes have a penetrating force... whenever you look you go deeper, and even in rocks you see flowers blossoming... until we started to ask: "what we are in this vast Universe" and the answer was: "Not even a small cell, not even a quark..." but then, a small whisper started to talk with us and this whisper is actually our ego, and if you listen very carefully to him, the ego will put you again and again on a neurotic path, the path of being someone. The truth it's that the man is very egoistic he cannot feel at ease just to be himself, he wants to be above of very much things, above this planet and his satellite, above this stars above this galaxies he wants to be above even this Universe And then, when he become all of this, only then he will realize that he will be more lonely than ever, and would like to become a man again; As a child when he wants to be an adult But after he gets and turns old, he wants to play again like a kid, but realize that it's too late... After all I don't criticize them, because all of us were born from startdust and want to die where we come from... like stars, like galaxies, like Universes. and, at the end, that makes me happy, because I always wanted to listen to the harmony of the universe and to the symphony... of this beautiful stars.
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:57 AM UTC
THE HARMONY OF THE UNIVERSE
And then, for the first time you look around, started to see more deeply and the beauty of nature is revealed. For the first time you listen to the harmony of the universe and the symphony of the stars; then everything starts to become more and more beautiful, lies and lies of beauty are revealed because your eyes have a penetrating force... whenever you look you go deeper, and even in rocks you see flowers blossoming... until we started to ask: "what we are in this vast Universe" and the answer was: "Not even a small cell, not even a quark..." but then, a small whisper started to talk with us and this whisper is actually our ego, and if you listen very carefully to him, the ego will put you again and again on a neurotic path, the path of being someone. The truth it's that the man is very egoistic he cannot feel at ease just to be himself, he wants to be above of very much things, above this planet and his satellite, above this stars above this galaxies he wants to be above even this Universe And then, when he become all of this, only then he will realize that he will be more lonely than ever, and would like to become a man again; As a child when he wants to be an adult But after he gets and turns old, he wants to play again like a kid, but realize that it's too late... After all I don't criticize them, because all of us were born from startdust and want to die where we come from... like stars, like galaxies, like Universes. and, at the end, that makes me happy, because I always wanted to listen to the harmony of the universe and to the symphony... of this beautiful stars.
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sometimes I am searching for something that I will never find... sometimes I am waiting for something, but that something doesn't know where I am... sometimes I leave somewhere that leads to nowhere, than in the abyss   of perdition and sometimes I catch dreams when I should have faced with reality... Now I am completely lost, buried in my thoughts and my feelings, trying to erase parts of me that I was hoping and living for, and wondering "why is wrong the way I'm taking, to be the person who I want to be, to have the things that I want to have, to feel the things that I want to feel, to dream the things... that I want to dream?"
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 9:23 PM UTC
sometimes...
In dark rooms and cold sheets You can hear shaking voices that are whispering wavy sounds in my ears Who's touching the surface of my skin as if they were feathers. Our tongues are wrapped in fire and our eyes with passion, with desire. Now my heart is naked There is nothing to hide inside of me, My numb secrets are already wasted, Your touch it's ********** my confidential feelings getting under my thoughts under my skin waking up my demons who admire the way that the moonlight and the shadows of night it's casting your beautiful shapes which I'm in love with. My breath is sinking slowly in the bark of pleasure giving the impression that our blood is boiling And our hearts are beating quickly connecting our veins, melting our bodies under this stars that are made for us tonight prefaced in thousands of candles which illuminates our metaphoric love. #poetry #deeplove #demonsofourhead #nakedfeelings
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC
Metaphoric love
I feel you so close to me, penetrating into my five senses, into my visual field, contrasting my point of view and making me think that I'm hallucinating, seeing your contour everywhere I go. I feel you in the vibes of my ears leaving fingerprints in my tambourines, printing your voice into my neurons, like little whispers which I hear them so clearly like a thought in the wind that dance trough the conifer trees of this wisdom forests. I feel you under my skin stealing my touch and tackling my entire spine with your velvet hips, taking roots across all the surface of my epidermis and drawing, with the ink of your skinny fingers, dreams and desires, as if my skin was a prehistoric cave. I feel you in my flavor mixing with my saliva, making me addicted to the orchard essence that you have in your lips, like an elixir ready to envelop me in his spell, clutching my tongue with your venom. I feel you even into my two atriums, into my two ventricles, pumping my feelings like sediments through rivers on fire coming from tall mountains and storing them into my heart who's prefaced into a crumpled paper I feel you... I feel you so close to me maybe inside of me. but, when it comes the time expressing yourself, I find it too hard to unleash you into the outer world, love. #love #feeling #fivesenses
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 8:41 AM UTC
A feeling hard to feel...