poesias tristes

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INTRODUÇÃO: Nada é nem pode ser mais forte que o nosso amor, quero rejuvenescer na maturidade do teu amor, não quero que seja pra mim nem quero ser pra você lembranças de um antigo amor, no meu peito arde uma dor tão forte que faz eu pensar que o meu coração virou um saco de pancadas, e pensando assim então acho melhor eu lutar contra essa dor que dispara, incontrolável e insaciável mas não há vitória enquanto só um bota a cara, amar é andar numa perna só, é só querer que os outros só te amem, é só desbancar os dribles do craque e dar um passe para o centroavante, é só ser quem você quiser ser sem se importar com o que os outros vão dizer com suas falas provocantes, pois o hoje a gente vive e à Deus pertence o adiante.

Just some random poems I think up.

A collection of random poems.

The poem's that I've either written myself or that I admire and want to share with the world.

The collection of the poem is written by me. Most of the poems may have inspiration from my day-to-day life whereas others are just my thoughts. The inspiration of the poem may or may not have the influence of other poets but I tried my best to portray my feelings. Hope you will find these poems interesting. Rest assured, I will post them as I am not a poet in any sense. I just like to play with words. So, I hope you like it. The cover page is not mine.

Where I write my poems whenever inspirations strike, or when I'm procrastinating. Special thanks to Lonelytree for the cover design.

The poems that I write for my girlfriend

When Inchara and Amit, two painters and lovers whose Writer has stopped writing their story, beg Writer to give their story and end after having repeated the same day for year; the Writer gives them the only conclusion he could. As pages from the story that could've been, are torn by the Writer; they find a new master who paints words in such a way that even the Writer becomes part of a chaotic world where he has to face all the characters he has written, and stories he had written as drafts become one singular reality. In the end... who would take control? To what end? One thing is for sure. In the end it is always-always-always-always-always-always-always-always-always-always-always... ------------------------------------------------- - Updating every Thursday - Most chapters will have at least one poem whose start will be specified with ""

Poem I was forced to write for English Class