The Poet – day 17

he will go away!!!!
they say
with open palms
under the rocks

He will go away!!!!
They proclaim

swirling over themselves
chanting
with stretched fingers over his gold

lurking through the shadows
the indefatigable poet writes
~still~

your hands shooting words
going away
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heart of words – Day 8 naprowrimo

write about heart

a leap in the darkcoração de letras2

when,

is all about me all the time

i hid or reveal

i expose or preserve

my poetical verve

which i took passionately

what i see in others eyes

what i smash in others hearts

is so pleasure to me

the smell

the drops of blood of you

and i write in red

sucking and drinking until the last sip

what was not mine!

after ripper and wound you

swallow you all

!finally a place to rest!

and i put it all in verses

I steal

and you

are so happy

I put you on heaven

your emotions, despair

a scene of your imagery

lay on a satin sheet

on the corner of your bed

I dared, be more that i can!

shaking by shame

with sweat on my body

i let the Devil go away

doing my last pray

Oh! Poetry, darling one,

giveme  my win

Learning Fast Poetess!

i was thinking like poetry can be more than all. More than you, me,  more than a pleasurable  book. How poetry has changed me and make me a better person. A beautiful person. More confident , more sensual and open to life. I have no more fears. I left them behind.Its logical that i suffer still but when pains comes i always have your words my words and all poetry on the world.

Is a New World for me. Not so new, because  dwells on me since  i was born.That madness by the letters and rhymes.  I recognize that feelings. Feel  that  my whole life. Just needed  a push. A endless push. That keeps going and dragging  me. Thanks God!

I have improving myself.  Each tears i drop. Each disappointing i have. Each ache that touch my heart. I am better. I am stronger. I am a Learning Fast Poetess

.All my life i learned so many things.and fast!Image. For what? Talk many languages, or write very well or be the first on each prove that i have to do?

For What?? Be the best with a solitaire heart? That nobody could reach?

No, not anymore!

I have  one love, yes. Bigger than other love that i had. So fall in love for me like me to him, So welcome and warm like a kiss  of a man. I have poetry. She dry my tears, comfort me in bad moments and is true to me all the time. Forgive my sins and make strong!

then to whom should I thank?

Thanks!