Wednesday, March 30, 2011

FRIENDS THAT NEVER MADE IT WITH US



LOST FRIENDS

"Some friends we don't forget, they just fall behind"


- Tormented pockets that should hold -
Fallen out are past friends 

I never walked away,

 They chose to remain put as our
 pages in life came to fold.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

THE GIRL IN MY DREAM - PART. II



IT'S HER AGIN



"She completes my dreams complementing my reality happy,
I desire her without a lust full appetence. Just her, her alone"


Her, again.

She resides deep in me

Silent she exists, alive

Kept away from others

I wish her mine secretly.


By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Monday, March 28, 2011

THIS IS MY STORY



THIS IS MY STORY


"No one can ever tell your story better then you can"




I believe
  
I believe in dreams, I believe in me
I believe that world peace is death,
As I fill my lungs with my last breath.
  
I believe my love has no limit
Even though cut short from those
that can't please it.
  
I believe in struggles
Trying to stay alive when cursed
Surviving free from war,
hunger and things we detest.
  
I believe in you and I.  Friends, lovers
 and strangers living without fight
I believe in darkness, the abyss
The opposite of light, and the life
 we wished we lived.
  
I believe that I will die
Without breath, with no heart beat
Free from the earthly hell so please don't cry.
  
I believe that you will hate me at a point
Your love for me will vanish, and your
heart stained by black paint.

I believe in these words
For they come from my heart, so they are my own
Once I was young, But now I believe that I am grown.


By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”


THE GIRL IN MY DREAM



CHASING HER REAL


I wish she would stop my chase, keeping me away from 
captive in my skull. Existing as part of my reality's concept.



I chase her through blind folds
Past my imagination falling apart.

Just before I awake to reality's real
Struggling at best to keep my eyes closed.

"I pray to God that my imagination holds."

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Sunday, March 27, 2011

SHE DRIVES ME CRAZY



CRAZY FOR HER

"Lust is an addiction"



Woman:

Men lust for me
Crazy they go 
Without sense.

Relapsing over me
Addicts to my flesh.

I push them to melt
Staining their horny pants.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Saturday, March 26, 2011

iMAGINATIVE BELIEF


iMAGINE 

"Can anyone carry on a dream silently in their mind without
 waking up to reality as the truth we all hope it was a lie? "



Why don't you go ahead and sit right next to me
I will make it all clear for you
Make you understand exactly what it is you see.

Capture your imaginative concepts with words
Shape them into belief a step ahead of fantasy. 

But I need you to trust my every word
Overdose on dream full addictions
Relapsing on freedom of mind replacing reality.


By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Friday, March 25, 2011

CRAZY IN LOVE



CRAZY IN LOVE

"Love whomever it is you love as if you are crazy" 


And if you one day go crazy
I will try my best to keep you sane.

Nothing will change, I promise
I will try my best to keep it all the same.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Thursday, March 24, 2011

SUICIDE



SUICIDAL 

:: Dedicated to a GOOD friend of mine Fya Guru R.I.P ::



"we all have a breaking point, we just don't know when."


Hey, can you see me?
Listen to me cry behind this wall.

Find me
I dare you to catch me, if you can.

You know I can fly right?
I never really tried.

But when no one else is looking 
Thats when I will take a fall.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”


We tend to fall behind ignorant walls trapping those that need us most on the other side. But at times we seem to be the ones wishing that they would break down the personal walls we build to save us from ourselves. - Aristo Dos Santos :: CuPid Poetry

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

MY BEST FRIEND



MY BEST FRIEND


You always try to BE a friend to me first as I am to you.
                     Thank you for your support in all I do. Remember that,




"Next to me is the closest we can get, 
I Love You are my words and I hope you don't forget"

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

My BEST friend helps my world go round, she is the only one that seems to remain put next to me when no one chooses to be around. And so, I dedicate this piece to her with all my heart. I love you, and every time I see or hear you cry my heart seems to part. I'm no Super Hero, but I try my best to be right next to you.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

UNSUNG HERO



NELSON MANDELA



  "It's not my Capturer that I hate, these bars that keep me captive I despise most"
by - Aristo Dos Santos


Unsung Hero

We wear no capes
Nor are we super
We just do what's needed.

We hero with heart
Flesh against bone
Grazing all that's hard
We stand tall, never seated.

Please,

Give us no medal
Ordinary is our cause
Protected by he, God
All the strength we've 
ever needed.


By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

BEAUTIFUL LUST



BEAUTIFUL LUST


                                   

Captive
I war over freedom 
Liberate me I cry 
Trapped in your mind
Your lust, my prison.


By:
  Picture by: Aristo Dos Santos
-------  
Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Thursday, March 10, 2011

MY AFRICAN WAR PT. 2




BELLS OF CHANGE

"Please WATCH the videos"


"I'm fighting reality, trying to PEACE it together from war"

They are coming for us

My soul flinches to the sound of the gun
We all scatter and hide as we run 
While tanks roll deep in our streets
 Shooting our mothers down. 


Kingdoms of Free-DOOM

One sided presidential elections
Lust to be KINGS with imaginative crowns
Broken empires of greed 
where the buried innocent forces the ground to bleed.


What did they EXPECT?

What is of us who remain at the bottom?
Once more we fight,
Darkened by the shadow of poverty we
rumble the streets for freedom's light.


And so, we take a stand

We don't know what change tomorrow
will bring
But we will continue to march through
days and nights just so we can hear the
bells of change ring. 

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”



I write this note with all Africans that desire change in mind, especially those in my nation of ANGOLA.



DEAR AFRICAN PRESIDENTS, 

PLEASE CARE FOR US ALL WHEN WE MOST NEED YOU, ALWAYS. WE HAVE SUFFERED ENOUGH IN THE HANDS OF OUR COLONIAL PREDECESSORS, SO WHY MUST WE HARM OURSELVES WITH LOADED HANDS ARMED WITH AK47'S, ROCKET LAUNCHERS AND MASSIVE TANKS. WE AS THE PEOPLE HAVE HAD ENOUGH AND THE HARDSHIP OF LIFE HAS LED US INTO A STATE OF NIRVANA. PLEASE LET THERE BE PEACE IN YOUR HEART, SHARE WITH US ITS SEEDS JUST SO WE CAN ALL SHARE ITS PEACEFUL FRUIT. WE HAVE PROVEN IN THE PAST THAT IN WAR WE FIND NO ANSWER, JUST FIGURES ADDING UP THE COUNT TO AN UNCONTROLLED GENOCIDE. I PLEAD WITH ALL MY HEART AS WE PLEAD YOU WITH ALL THE SOULS WE CAN STILL SAVE.....


SINCERELY YOURS, 

ARISTOTELES DOS SANTOS PANZO 


Sunday, March 6, 2011

MY AFRICAN WAR



CIVIL WAR


Photography: http://www.heathermcclintock.com/

"It takes a village to raise a child, and it takes that village to unite for change"
by: Aristo Dos Santos


We fight

War over divine principles
With Gods on both sides
Titans clash, violently we fight. 

Peace, at last.

Death rests quietly. Quite fields silent 
While Gods listen sitting on thrones high
Souls climb heavenly stained as violent.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”




I write this note with all Africans that desire change in mind, especially those in my nation of ANGOLA.


DEAR AFRICAN PRESIDENTS, 

PLEASE CARE FOR US ALL WHEN WE MOST NEED YOU, ALWAYS. WE HAVE SUFFERED ENOUGH IN THE HANDS OF OUR COLONIAL PREDECESSORS, SO WHY MUST WE HARM OURSELVES WITH LOADED HANDS ARMED WITH AK47'S, ROCKET LAUNCHERS AND MASSIVE TANKS. WE AS THE PEOPLE HAVE HAD ENOUGH AND THE HARDSHIP OF LIFE HAS LED US INTO A STATE OF NIRVANA. PLEASE LET THERE BE PEACE IN YOUR HEART, SHARE WITH US ITS SEEDS JUST SO WE CAN ALL SHARE ITS PEACEFUL FRUIT. WE HAVE PROVEN IN THE PAST THAT IN WAR WE FIND NO ANSWER, JUST FIGURES ADDING UP THE COUNT TO AN UNCONTROLLED GENOCIDE. I PLEAD WITH ALL MY HEART AS WE PLEAD YOU WITH ALL THE SOULS WE CAN STILL SAVE.....


SINCERELY YOURS, 

ARISTOTELES DOS SANTOS PANZO 












Thursday, March 3, 2011

I'M MOVING ON IN LIFE, COME WITH ME.



SUITCASE'D

"Life is a journey, not a destination"



I hold my life by the grip of my hand
Long roaded ahead, alone
I take a step ahead from where I stand.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”







A FLOWER FOR: YOU


A FLOWER FOR YOU

:: Dedicated to: Tohana ::





For you,

I searched for the seed of 
CuPid. Searched for luck,
Trying to find a clover.

Lost within a sea of lovers
I gave up without a chance.

But in my heart, a garden
For you, I found a flower.


By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

THE WAY SHE: MAKES ME SMILE




SHE MAKES ME SMILE






Tracing lips with my eyes
Finding clues to a smile
Hidden hints of a smirk
The element of surprise

I find no reasoning, 
Just existance 
Pressing my head around it
When she calls,
She makes me smile from
a distance.


By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”




I dedicate this post to my BEST friend that has always been there for me. Now that she deeply needs a friend the most, I am trying my best to keep myself as close as possible.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

HER: THE BEAUTIFUL SLEEPER




BEAUTIFUL SLEEPER


"Don't get me wrong I hope to wake up someday"




But if there be no peace lullaby me into deep sleep
And let there be no Prince with magical lips.

Smothering me awake into a realm full of torments
In a world without tranquility or its glimpse.



By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”


We all have the right to dream but we tend to give away that right to those that look to darken them.