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Best Poems Written by Airton Parra

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Cold Night

The wind blows,
On a cold night.
Look in through the window.
Only the moonlight enters,
To be friend .
The wind is cold,
Out there.
In this room, an empty moonlight
Outside; starry night.

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Waiting the Train

The hours at the station do not pass.
The rust covers the clock hands.
The delay of the train freeze my soul.

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Too Fast

Everything goes,
Too fast!
The day the rain, man.
Anyway,
So fast!
The velocity  of cheetah
The extinct Velociraptor,
Stay up the trail, but...
Millions of years have passed,
The mountain, the hummingbird; will,
For than....
Recycle.
Tomorrow
Always will be the day,
To tell; Goodbye.
Today, Maybe,
But yesterday,
It only remains to wait,
Tomorrow.
Everything goes fast.
All too speedily.

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Clear Water

In a river of clear water,
Pure and sterile.
No thoughts, or desires,
Only passes.
Just exist over nothing,
Freedom of conceptions.
It takes only a body mass.
But where?
Nothing matters.
All resume in nothing.
Swimming on these waters,
No traces of the old humanity.
Will go nowhere,
Or; in the beginning of the life

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Who Am I

Who am I?
Time will not answer,
Nor, other.
Perhaps my existence,
Does not exist.
Who am I?
The reverse side of the world.
Manufacturing production of God
Or a cosmic joke?
What will become of me
When crossing the bridge?
Doubts are like wires,
That twist in the soul.
There is no end, no beginning.
Yes, there is a tangle,
Which we call life.

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Umbrella

Rain wets the umbrella.
Head feels the dripping.
Nose cold by the wind.
Through wetted by the rain.

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Essence

Somewhere on the table,
Kept the taste,
Chocolate, cherry and hazelnut.
The cup..., the wine.
Looked at; fate.
Vanished, the bouquet; the wind.
Thought flees away.
Diving in textures, and tongues.
Sweet breath of the Gods.
Soft touch of the lips.
Liquids and dreams.

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Diving

Immerse in a deep blue sentimental waters 
The fall has no hole, beginning or ending.
Losing all morning glows somewhere in time.
Flights over night, desires are the bird wings,
Made in dream of the night as a satin nest.

Fly over brightness circus, without fear to die.
Desert places painted by the white light in the sky.
Starry circus denuded in colors of the soul.
Illusion worlds reveal the secret of divine creation.
Lives under the roofs, seam the canvas to care us.

Night falls over an iceberg sailing without rote.
From the silent room, a sight takes away to the sea.
Look in a cold glass of window, nights seem eternal.
Distant worlds built by the water and glass slides,
Flow under galleries, lives of desire eager to reborn.

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Aesthetic and Static

The beauty is
aesthetic and
static.
When in moving,
We desire watching
the silence,
Static and beautiful
shapes.
When freeze;
The fleeting beauty
of a dance.
From silence, to the
sound of trumpets.
What we really want,
We do not know.

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Desert

The desert is made of nothing
Inner, swimming the  thoughts.
Just as it feels like,
Come from somewhere, goes to nowhere.
Yesterday doesn't belong to us,
Tomorrow? Who knows.
But today, we have feelings,
That nothing belongs to us,
Whatever,
Just nothing.