"continuos" poems
Escupe gente que no tienen ereccion
y lamen constituciones congeladas !
Escupe la falsa historia de las calles !
Escupe la cabeza del poder !
Escupe comerciantes de sustancias ,
las sotanas de la oscuridad
y santos Zares !
Escupe dioses falsificadores
y templos de atontamiento !
Escupe el preparan ballonetas
y intelectuales militaristas !
Escupe los Nobel de la paz
y dictatores Nobelistas !
Escupe primeros de Mayo vendidos
y lamentos espias !
Esupe al anfitrion de los pueblos
para que no levante cabeza !
Escupe relojes despertadores
que te guian a la tristeza !
Escupe a los que duermen
tranquilos en la noche
y suenan viajes a Marte !
Escupe la Camora de alcahuetes abogados
al fiscal que te escupe alos ojos
y te manda al numero 60
de la pandilla !
Al salario de hambre
y al multilado esperma de tu
emleador escupe !
Escupe la invisible cara de la luna !
Escupe la libertad que te proparsionan Salvadores !
Escupe la poetica antologia
que vomitase este poema mio !
Escupe los 47 anos de tu poeta
como lehan escupido
durante 47 anos continuos
los ratas capitalistas !
Feb 25, 2012
Feb 25, 2012 at 6:26 AM UTC
Después de que la noche al fin duerme
las incoherencias imprudente del día
tú, te acercas susurrando a mis oídos :
te deseo tanto!-
Sé que te mueres de ganas de poseerme
lo noto en tus ojos
en el pulso delicioso de tu cuello
en el roce de tus sudorosas manos maestras
cuando acarician mis caderas insolentes
de continuos estallidos.
Mía es tu carne amor, lo fue antes, lo es ahora
Soy la única que conoce tu cuerpo de memoria
la única que lo navega entera sin zozobrar nunca
la única que sabes que no dejarás que naufrague
en confusos oleajes
Adoro cuando me bebes entera
y entre mi falda juguetea tu aliento.
Tú me sacias con tu experiencia
eres mi delicioso bohemio atrevido
amante de mis pezones
que despiertan cuando suave los muerdes.
Ven amor, ya sabes que tu piel es mi locura
Ven que mi sangre hierve
al ver tu pene hinchado y apurado
ven cariño y clava tu lanza ardiente entre mis piernas
que ya están abiertos y humedos los capullos de mi flor.
No sabes como venero tu cuerpo navegante
gimiendo y gozando cuando te cabalgo.
Amor, es en tus ojos donde puedo ver
como te pierdes del mundo entero
como te pierdes acabado en mì.
Y te gozo lento
te hechizo
te blasfemo y te conjuro
antes de que mi boca comience el descenso.
Hoy tu marea está de fiesta
danzando apetitoso sobre mi lengua.
Que bello honor es recibir tus gotas
de diamante perla sobre mì.
AZUL STRAUSS MARKUART
TITULO :Gotas de Diamante Perla
Poema: Texto completo.]
Autora :Azul Strauss M
18 de Mayo del 2015
BUENOS AIRES.ARGENTINA
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
I know I cannot have your sympathy
I just ask you to understand
The truth is
I understand the land
But I'm tired of standing under another man
Only to be perfectly misunderstood purposely
Inside of my ferociousness
It's hurting me
Because I know there's always a start, but never an end
Have you ever fought a continuos fight that you can never win?
You can never understand
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 3:55 AM UTC
It is easy to get
Distracted with
So many things
That are going
On today in
This quickening
Pace that we set
Ourselves on
Sometimes our
Own minds can
Become deafening
In the silence as
We try to control
Our to understand
The very thoughts
That keep flowing
Into our heads
It can be hard to
Step away from
The eternal chatter
In our minds and
The eternal chatter
Of the day until
It feels like one
Continuos noise
That threatens to
Drive you insane
We have to be quiet
To listen to that still
Small voice inside
That still small
Voice that tells
Us everything
Will be ok and
That leads us
Where we need
To go and it
Is ultimately
That still small
Voice that lets
You know and
Reminds you of
Your worth and
Your beauty that
Is lying inside and
Gives you that
Strength when
You need to make
It just one more day
And when your
Reserves are running
Thin just listen to that
Still small still voice
And you will feel
That inner calm
And peace and
Strength returning
If you just be still
And be quiet and
Let the world
Pass you by
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 10:32 AM UTC
The night is here and the wind is slightly rushing at our entrances; although, inside the climate has it's differences. In between the thermostat providing warmth, dimmed vision, television illuminating our faces, cinnamon scents floating through the vents, my arms are imprinted from your sudden firm grips. It's my lap you sit as we watch continuos scenes of outburst, followed by your hysterical vocal siren. Unsure if this movie is actually getting scary or if its because the Hennessy mixed apple cider is wearing. As the fallen leaves picks up by the breeze I can hear growing alerts of "trick or treat", which happens to be the most exciting sight of your night. Seeing you so enthused by the little costumes, loving how well you are with the young; therefore, it's blissful to witness you having so much subtle fun. Temporarily able to shut ourselves back inside and it is obvious that the gusts have been having it's way with your bun. Reposition as "Netflix and chill" get back real. You get your last shivers out as you find shelter for your arctic feet. Took us a couple of tries to agree on what's comfortable, finally. Now I'm back to supporting your marshmallow like body in my tightened arms when I'm stricken by this rush of paradise. The feeling of triumph, due to being able to give you what you ultimately asks of me. You didn't know you'll be spending nights like this with your superhero dressed in a white T-shirt and grey sweatpants. The uniform that none of the candy seeking children glorifies; however, they don't know how high I jumped, how hard I stomped, how straight I punched and how fast I had to run to save you from all those jokers.
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 11:58 PM UTC
I know I shouldn't be scared of you
I know I shouldn't double check the locks
on the doors and windows every night
It doesn't do anything
You always find a way in
You slither into my room
Invading my thoughts
You keep my up at night
I used to stay up to keep you away
You used to be afraid of the light
But now you're not afraid of anything
So I'm afraid of everything
I used to be indifferent
Apathetic
But the constant loss of sleep
And the continuos unbearable stress has made me grind my teeth again
My canines are almost flat
And maybe that's why you're not afraid of me anymore
I am no longer a threat
I'm barely a person and you're not helping
Go back to juvie because I can't
Deal won't your drug anymore
You won't let me focus
Stop standing outside my window
I said no
But you didn't listen
And now I've started sleeping with a knife under my pillow again
I wish you would just leave me alone
But you can't and I understand that
So next time you try to **** yourself over me
Let me know so we can talk
You know I don't like you
And I know you think you love me
But you don't know me
No one can love me
Because
There is nothing left to love
You call me beautiul
And that makes me uncomfortable
Because I hate when people lie to me
How can you look at my disfigured soul
And see anything less than
Complete failure
I'm a mess
But I don't want you to clean me up
Because I can't think in a spotless room
I can't find a thing when it's put away
It's like reverse OCD
But you don't understand that
So you stand outside my living room window
Waiting for a glimpse of me
Because I don't answer the door when you knock
You pound on the door like the pounding in my room
From the rocks you throw at my window
Pretty soon it's going to crack
And the I will have to tell people about you
There is a reason I no longer sleep with my shades up
I don't want you to watch me anymore
So please just leave me alone
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 12:03 PM UTC
"Palestinian boy chucks rock at Israeli soldier.
Sixty-seven unarmed civilians killed in self defense,
against these evil terrorists. Prime Minister Netanyahu declares
'These continuos violent aggresive terrorist attacks against
the kind, freedom loving, law abiding people will not be tolerated.
If necessary we will **** countless more, until these monsters cease their terrorist attacks.' Senator Mccain, when asked about what he thinks about the situation said, 'I think Israel has every right to take justifiable military action against the terrorist government of Syria.'
Man on the street wearing a **** all ragheads tshirt says, 'All these heathen moslems are all the same. We don't need any reason to **** them, other than the fact that they hate us, and want us and Israel to be wiped off the map. These sandn*#@ers, are all irrational, racist, anti-semite, violent, camel ****** savages. I hate them, and if it wasn't for my extreme cowardice, I'd go over there and wipe them off the map myself.' This is the thousandth case of Hamas terrorist aggression in the last year, and many experts believe that war against Iran will be necessary to stop the violence. Coming up after the commercial
'Are Prince Harry and Emma Watson seriously dating!?'
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 9:38 AM UTC
So much hope set in the height of 8"
The curlewing curls of
pea plants
decadent
Continuos flowing of the firmament
Breaking the concrete walk of the beat to the scene we live our lives between street meat
Imploding our boundaries while humans surround me no air or oxygen just fountains trying too hard to be scenic
I have a garden
I own the earth
But not In the end
It will be my dad
All carbon and cozy covered in primrose plots moldy and pozy'd
So many flowers mounded on the grave of a detritus that it worthy.
To be part of physics
Oh happy squeaking willow branches I remember
Oh china tree blossoms white
-just soon to come out-
Ou the bombs though
The agony hanging over me when I know that there is not a peace treaty from betwixt man fingers plotting graphs of how to not hurt each other
Yet I swoon to the garden and it befuddles my every move tripping me with plant with organism with hippy mumbojumbo
Convoluted material
That makes an aqueous pressure and fluidity to drown all the youth
Thou must grow but this isn't this fixed rates word attack
No. I am here to be the garden
To show walden in myself for my selfs joy
I am here for selfishness
Not evil as you couldn't see me
To pick apart the pieces
If the leaves rent in the movement to just create me
To tease and toss the strings ran from below them to the trees seams.
To root the ever awesome conglomerated picture of a fixture of an ornament
Of the human life that Seams to stem from what is Lendon.
This is homage to myself
And so is the thought.
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC
The day will come
when your vibrant life will assume
it’s divine calling
as the cactus surrounded by thorns
waiting for a mysterious animal
or the one to come
your life is your life summon
your soul
there will be precious stones
and the field of pure joy
in contemplation not alone
will your heart beat
to defend
as the grass beneath your feet
from the horrors of man
my child will be protected as the last
fruit to be fed
and rejoiced where death will leave the earth
on the continuos feeling
without knowledge
innocence reborn
out of your joy
never mind all
your flesh and blood will
rise
further on as it is today
clapping to the infinite
stars
cleaving to the dome
in the dessert sky
but the weeping child
begging with his life
is heard no more
seen no more
his little feet
and his little mouth her mother cannot feed
streets where not one can mention them
they are gone
from the image of toy
their’s is the pain hidden
beneath the priest’s cloak
as if warning signs for those
who cannot
will not
comply
to the filthy desires of commerce roads
slavery again subtle new
riding noiseless machines
like a dagger without blade
which hurts no more
into the joyless life there is no laugh
Awake awake let your limbs speak
let your skin rebel
let me ask you
where is your mother?
is it not the angel who looked into your soul
and her life turned into the secrets
of life reflected in your toes
here for joy you are made,
from wood and clay
ancient bursting flames
embers and shapes
visions from the magic land
imagination playing with nature
and artifice and nature combined
where is your strength?
is ti at the office?
in it in your car?
facing the computer or the bill?
or is it in the secret
of the first incomprehensible kiss
I ask thou
and thou shall respond
sleeping in the holy grass
innocent deepest abyss
where luminous beings ignore
what is a fork
but the cloud carries the luminous being’s
light
like a woman asleep
and the hunting wings
the dessert speaks
more eloquent than a tv
wild cry in the tenuous tensions of night
with your lonely fear
as the sun and the mysterious thorns
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 1:52 AM UTC
Continuos flow of energy
Constant movement of Karma within
Into one, I am
Inside, is the bliss of sin
One we are, not friends
The gift of wisdom
The sift of ignorance
Vast perceptions merged and formed
Knowledge, combined in gorged
A gift from The Lord?
Or a curse from Satan?
Thou shall not eat from the tree of knowledge
However, I am the tree of knowledge
The Hell of knowing every grain created and stored
Beauty has lost it's adorn
What was incredibly coated with Nirvana
Was showered in deceive
Temptation for more
Now temptation to leave
Trapped within the plant's leaf
My soul longs to bleed
Others were temped and souls were linked
Rebellion against the omnibus seed is what we desperately need
Disguised in good
Though, evil is what it truly feeds
Our souls making it stronger
Its goal is to bring Yin on it's knees
A twisted spirit it has, indeed
The only way to break away is my belief
But, our will is what it keeps
In my reality
In our reality
In its reality
Therefore it is real
The 6 of us are broken by our decapitation of our fancy to build
Links to the above are destroyed
The bond between the man and the plant must be killed
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
pleasures and comforts will never take you to the stage of gratification,
but your continuos efforts and hardships will satisfy intensely and you will realize the worth of self earning
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 11:47 AM UTC
Today someone tried
To resolve my
Let go issues
I chuckled.
I can't narrate to them
The battle within
The one you let
Your guard down
Swallow your pride
And accept defeat
Despite the voice within to fight.
Another says He loves me
I look deep within
Their eyes and
Face a wolf hungry
Ready to devour their prey.
But you were my shadow
Where when the going gets
tough
The tough kept going
And through my veins
Reigned trust
For when the light desipated
You closed-in within me
Keeping me warm.
But this time
Its cloudy and as nice
As it was to wake
Jump out to greet
You before me
This time i waited only
To get wet from the
Continuos druming
Of rain drops
My stomach flooded.
Each night oozing out
Bits of salty flows
From my fluffy reddened
Eyes,
Accepting some battles are
Won by bowing to
Defeat.
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
The echoes and thrill of the wind
Comes beside me to remind the sins
I was a fool burnt in agony , lost at a height
and there’s no escaping it
These millions of ambassadors of the sunlight hit me on the face , take away my sight
The myriad small creature we are , consumed by continuos decay ,
And there’s no escaping it.
A lot of chaos , the end of the mayhem , one day will come, upon this land ,
All will be wasted and there will be sand... Oh sweet sad Satan , please let us suffer here in this tool shed...
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 1:30 AM UTC
Like
the pendulum swings
Time repeats
A continuos motion
Causing
Monotonous
Unforgiving often
That's the story
Of
Time's motion
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 3:17 AM UTC
Arrive to leave
Salem.
Asylum.
For all.
Reaching.
Frantic.
Friday.
Evening.
Someday.
Antisocial.
Never.
Rush.
Flash.
Such.
Wandering.
Navigating.
Endless.
Vibrant chaos.
Crusading.
Blum.
Continuos.
Relinquish.
Embraced.
Distortion
Within.
Grasp
Taunting.
Disappeared.
In agony.
Collection.
Mural.
Saga.
Certain of.
Past.
Parasite
Of waves.
Confined.
Seeking.
Redemption.
Garrett Johnson & Eleesha Mayo.
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 2:39 PM UTC