Poetry is a category of literary art which uses the aesthetic qualities of language to evoke meanings in addition to, or in place of, the prosaic ostensible meaning.
The video eBook "Fantastic Trillion" description trillion dollars in different poetic forms.
Synthesis per year 50000 tons of SYNTHETIC DIAMONDS with quality from 1 Trillion Dollars USA per 1 ton.
Libro de poemas (Edición Bilingüe)
Qué son las alas sin el pájaro qué; las olas sin el mar y las ideas sin el hombre? Las olas son las alas del pensamiento del hombre, qué piensa el ave y qué piensa el mar el ser los reúne el ser los conjuga... Echa a volar el pensamiento y a nadar el sentimiento sólo se queda el hombre sin pájaro y sin mar sólo se queda volando sólo (se) queda naufragando. Outono 1991 (Sal. Guntín)
Libro de poemas
Xa non haberá máis tempo para aquel que ergueu ao ceo as súas mans, nin para a muller nin para a besta. Semellante ao ruído de moitas augas, baixan as voces desde o monte Sión. Este cantar ou outro cantar, aforcado nas cítaras, repudiando a quen serviu con afecto. A palabra é mísera, o pensamento, pero non agardo que apartes os teus ollos. Como soportar entón a pureza? Ya no habrá más tiempo para aquél que levantó al cielo sus manos, ni para la mujer...
En ningún animal el desperdicio de una selva y la razón de un profiláctico.
El amor lo puede todo, puede abastecer de alma lo imposible.
Rumi once wrote: 'And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?' This collection of writings represents moments from the writer's own journey into himself, and how he found a way to his heart, and beyond...
Meditations These are my meditations Wordy configurations Soulful deliberations Holy exaltations A product of many nations Multiple transportations Trusting embarkations Welcoming destinations Flowing with groovy gyrations Mindful exaggerations Deep examinations Clarifying explanations Other-worldly solicitations Metaphysical temptations Boundless indications Infinite manifestations Age-old Gnostic recitations Power-laden incantations Superna...
Stop worshipping Time, as Time is God no more. Distant Earths rotate, but for you there is no East or West. To be Here, to be Now, to bark like a dog, to be sonorous like the sky. There you find yourself resembling nobody and name your self Fahredin Shehu. The last angel of love on earth, or trying to be one. Prof. Keijiro Suga Meiji University, TOKYO "Some poetry collections work on the emotions, some work on the intellect – HereNow works on all levels to beguil...
Sonoric cures, No-Place, The Dark Wind of the Universe, A Return Encumbrance Beyond the Calendar-Fast When the Night Arrives . . . A Turquoise Ink for Spiritual Letters Amid the Urban Desert
Nada en el exoesqueleto de la tarde, excepto el infinito ultraje del sol. Me gustan las mujeres que no esperan nada de un hombre porque la nada siempre es una expectativa razonable. No creo en la belleza, unicamente en la vileza de lo bello. Es la hora del trabajo, la purga, la negación, no se puede cavar con un kilómetro de mierda en el duodeno.
Cuando lleven tu alma inglesa a cabalgar infiernos, recuerda que sólo los aristócratas cagan yesca. Trotando por el valle de la muerte con temeridad e imprudencia, mi bien, la soldadesca se acaba convirtiendo en metralla de cosacos. La estupidez de un imperio crea mitos y leyendas, pero más valiera relinchar y comer yerba, galopar y fornicar eslavas, que seguir las órdenes de un muerto llamado Valor. Solamente padecen los que han nacido para perecer. Si regresas al amor ...
A book of peoms
Complex are the ways of life. Difficult it is to describe them in Black & White. Emotions are many; Words are few. And those who know them are far and few Life is a book of poems; And this is mine. Beautiful or ugly, you determine.
Standing frail, she diffused her smell far and wide. Not a man who was not attracted to this beauty of fairies. Not a man who didn’t wish to appropriate her for self. But her misty eyes were still poignant for love. For which vulnerability, the men staged duals a plenty. Yet she remained Virgin, for none had the limbs enough. The luxury of choice she didn't have, But her heart plotted a rebel nevertheless. An evening clouded the Sun of the West. When the soun...
A set of 14 line or 14 word poems written during 2017 & 2018.
True to the title it is a collection of my earliest attempts of poetry. Cinquain, Acrostic, Freestyle, Prosaic, and Haiku/Myku among it.
Poetry Prompted © Andrè M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved Poetry is the union of insight & wisdom or passion & thought which only the nemesis called critics may DISTORT
Te cuesta renunciar porque amas el trago y yo te ofrezco alguna música. Tu mundo está asistido de cielos y es más fácil hallar lo que buscas en ese agitar de aire o en esa caracola de inconformismo, si no lo encuentras siempre tienes al amante vino para abrirte las puertas.
Yo te adoraba, te adoraba, mercader de los esputos, quería tu delicada libra de carne para mi dicha; y ahora estoy burlado, pues debo pagar los agravios y merecerlos.
¿Los poetas no son aquellos que se cubren con un parasol de la inclemencia, huyen de las cloacas de las aves y de los mensajes sin membrete?
No hemos nacido para recitar poesía, sino para que nos reciten, para ser recitados por una felación y un cunilingus.
Poetry. Edición Bilingüe. Español-Galego
El ejercicio, pues, no es sólo ver la luz al otro lado sino también verla aunque ese otro lado no exista.
Poèmes et oeuvres d'artiste
Poésie sous le thème de l'amour
Les mots rouges habitent / le feu des passions / que le soir emporte / en ses draps parfumés de vifs espoirs /
The 2015 Letter to My Parents ContestTM in Hawai‘i was organized by Kalamansi Books and Things, Sariling Gawa – Youth Council, Read 2 Succeed Foundation, and Reiyukai America. The sponsors were Budget Color Litho., Filipino Association of University Women, BenchPrep, La Raza Unida, and Zippy’s The judges were Maiana Minahal (Kapi‘olani Community College), Mia Porecca (Read 2gether Foundation), and Dusty Santos (KNDI 1270AM). “We are committed to continue this no...
Recueil de poésie, 48 pages
Gedichte und Gedanken zum Leben in neoliberalen Zeiten.
“கண் கண்ட கடவுளை கவிஞனாக்கி”, அவன் கண்ட இந்நாள் உலகை கருவாக்கி , உயிரும் மெய்யுமாய் இருப்பவன் சிந்தையில் உயிர்மெய் எழுத்துக்கள் உலாவவிட்டு , அண்டங்கள் காப்பவன் கரங்களில் அமிர்த தமிழை விளையாடவிட்டு, கற்சிற்பங்களில் ஒளிந்து திருக்கோயில் கொண்டவன் வெண் காகிதம் கொண்டு கவிச்சிற்பம் வடித்தால் ....??? என்ற கேள்விகளின் கற்பனை தொகுப்புகளே "கடவுளின் ஹைக்கூ...!”
அச்சு பிழை புத்தகம் தலைப்பு தன்னம்பிக்கை "மாற்றுத்திறனாளி...!" இயற்கை பேரழிவு தவிர்க்க முடியா பெரும் விபத்து "காதல் ...!"