"Trust no-one. Ask not for attention. Ask not for love. Beg not for people to stay. Give yourself not. Love yourself." Lessons of this lonely world. Thank you for following this blog although I don't post in a while. I will start posting more often now, so stay tuned guys. For all of…Read more Poem .005 (Demons lullaby)
Eyes carrying no life. Soulless. Mindless. A rule. Dispersing disease. Descending. There is no colour here suffocating weight of grey. The search for the steady wanting it with plead, unknowingly continuing to breathe. They’ll never start to be, for they don’t know the meaning of ‘to become’. No opinion, vain gazes wandering around.…Read more Slaves of opinion
Everlasting lived. Minutes that didn’t end hours which didn't count. Between words, ideas, feelings that one can't explain. Was I eluding myself in realities you’ve brought? Were they as real to your eyes as they were to mine? Defying memories answers hold. Shy glares revived, forgotten times of childhood like a dream with…Read more Eternity in minutes
Choosing to stay still as the reason of loving is a dying will. Understood are not the whies of such. Succumbing into a sinking self. - Júlio C. Carlos If you liked this poem, follow us for more, and don't forget to check out the book on the sidebar. Thank you for taking a…Read more Sunk
Everything seems so stupid after a lap around the world, it all seen... All. Idiotic, It seems to be, when engaging emotionless, as despair stirs loneliness. ( Draft poem By Júlio C. Carlos) Hello once again and thank you for all the support you are giving to this 'infant-blog', it means a lot to me.…Read more Stirred Loneliness
Beloved poets of all genders and ages, I want to give you a quick lesson on how to improve your writing. So let's get started. 1- Be quick. Noticed how you got excited about reading this post? Exactly. I said it'd be quick. (And it will). Try using the visual concept of 'achievement' on the…Read more Editing your poetry
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