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Erick Ramos May 2019
Little Tetzy beautiful cat,
Tell me what's this all about.
A poem night-walker
That's walking down south.

Faceless, fearless in the night.

Don't worry now about the past
The future awaits with arms wide.
Just let me understand one thought
Why haven't you come to my window

and meowed?

Little Tet you're not a pet,
But a companion I've bearly met.
Forever kitten, it has been written
Let me come back and say we're even.

High five my paw,
Or give me a hug,
You could say "hum"
Or even "uh-hum."

But now I just ask
To let me say hi,
You know how to find me
If not I'll come back.

I know you're a cat
That I shouldn't come back
But may I, for you
Walk to Mars and back.

I'll bring you a present instead next time,
A bracelet that holds some flowers tight.
I will make it under a stary night
And think about you, oh beautiful cat.

I hope to see you,

Little Tetzy be alright.
Erick Ramos Mar 2019
Quetzalcoatl, un hombre, o serpiente?
Cuál es el punto de vivir al frente?
Abandonado por una madre, Chimalma,
Un río se lo llevó con calma.

Persona sabía, animal feroz
Déjate ser guiado por su voz.
Toma un trago del suave neutle
Por el Golfo de México, alejate.

Sumergido por siempre
Renace como el mañana
Quetzalcoatl quiere decir
Serpiente emplumada.

Adoptado por los mayas,
Kukulcan, o Votan,
Cargado por chinampas
Que con el tiempo se agotan.

Su nombre real
Lo encontrarás al final,
Una profecía que habla
De la gran Tenichtitlan.

El es sabio, y astuto
Sabe las respuestas, y punto.
De la tierra al panteón,
En la estrella de Venus se convirtió.

Ixtacmixcoatl,
La galaxia infinita,
Salpicada de piedras preciosas,
Que con diamantes acosas.

Una escultura en tu honor creada
Serpiente con penacho,
Con garras de Jaguar,
Hermoso y diferente.

No tendrás ningún igual.
The culture behind this poem is simple and savage, but full of beauty in every sense possible. Nomas ve y pregúntale a los dioses en el panteón.
Erick Ramos Feb 2019
Circling around a metal beast
A bliss of joy that could destroy
A triangle with two more points
Get rid of them, to sand them off

One, two, three
Full circles been
Four, five, six
We stop complete.

Loud noices but no warnings
No one said stop this madness
Slow down to one frame per second
Giant worm to tackled a moan.

Surfing through the air
My mind is not thinking astraight
Laughing at what's been
A spill of death for those ahead

No use for words, stupid thoughts
******* you people
I swear you're done
Is not against me, bad luck it's just

It's just bad luck for those who know
Aware of pain to think still
How come they panic
No hope for granted

Come and join us
We don't care
Each complaint
Ha, I don't care.
Always true in words
Erick Ramos Feb 2019
It's easy to get lost in your eyes, to see the time run away from the past. It's easy to see what I mean, this is something where you have already been. It's easy to take your hand, and walk by where you've never stand, but to me it is hard to just not think about.

Little difference it makes to me, if you come or go, I'll stay around. I'll look for the rabbits that ran away from you, I'll catch them like a dream in a bag. To think that stories happen in one second, it won't let me forget about that time. You get close to me and I loose any sense, I don't want you to think I am the best.

I care only to do right, to show you why I'll watch your back. So you know you'll always count with that friend you got in mind. I'll just say thanks, you have been very kind.
Is not a poem exactly, but at a certain speed it rhymes. It might take a minute but is one of my favorites.
Erick Ramos Jan 2019
Close your eyes,
Calm your mind,
Let my words
Be the guide.

As I kiss you
In the night
I can see through
All that's kind.

Yet I've failed,
Once again,
I should of done it
But I couldn't then.

I know I've fallen,
And I'm afraid,
Don't want to get hurt,
Or be betrayed.

Oh, please tell me,
If it's only a game.
It doesn't matter,
But it'd be a shame.
Erick Ramos Jan 2019
Trees in pain for not seeing the rain,
They say a small cost for them to pay.
The ignorance of animals with no sense,
They say is normal for us today.

I don't see change in our every day,
but it clearly ***** to live in hell.
I remember days where we'll be there,
not inside a house to not be dead.

I want to help prevent the end,
So I try to not litter this place called earth.
I want to help create some change
That helps us live and not just complain...
Erick Ramos Jan 2019
A little wooden box that keeps your red lips inside,
A flower that survived the snow, and forgotten on the ground.
An apology is what I try, please don't get mad, I'll die.
A kiss that would let me guide, our secrets through the sky.

Easy to act, react but not to try, hard to be and stay alive,
A second pass, the years gone by, age awaits for no one. I,
Helpless with no glass in hand, the water falls to the ground
**** into earth to be brought back and go give birth to creature, plant.

Knock knock, I'm at your door, no one answers I might go blurt.
Desperation rises, it's got no disguises to hide away in single case.
You know I'm there, yet far away, I let you know that it's okay,
You know I came, that was my game I guess it's done just for today.
I hope you liked it, because it was a beautiful wooden box.

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