Javier

Joined April 2025

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My name is Javier, and I find inspiration in every story people share with me. From their words, poems and tales are born, written with passion,

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The greedy
greed has no tits or balls, just hunger. hunger for more. more than you. more than yesterday. more than everyone. I’ve seen womens
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
Get out, before it swallows you
if you don’t get out, it eats you. the routine. that gray bitch that licks your face every morning and pisses on your soul before bed.
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
Damn rutina
you wake up, damn alarm clock rings like it has the right. again. same time, same cheap coffe, same wrinkled shirt that doesn´t even
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
Does Love End?
love doesn´t die from a gunshot, doesn´t scream, doesn´t cry doesn´t jump out the window like in those damn movies. no.
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
To Those Who Wish for War
This morning I was watching the news and reflecting: there are guys in expensive suits, with whiskey in hand and hands clean of blood,
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
another goddamn night
you come back. every goddamn night. you cut througt my dreams like an old, rusty knife, one that doesn´t even hurt right
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
She comes back
there are nights when there´s no escape, night after night, you shadow crosses my bed like a memory too heavy to carry.
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
Is loneliness good or bad?
I woke up this morning wondering if loneliness is good or bad. like things come with a goddam label. As if the existencial crisis could be measured.
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
The Empty Chair
Loneliness isn´t poetry. It´s an ampaty chair no one moves, a cup of coffe that goes cold every morning because there´s one to pour a second for.
By Javier 9 months ago in Poets
Lost Match
We live in times of click an scroll, of promises stored n chat bubbles, where love is swiped with a finger, and forgotten with a glance back. No more silent glances are exchanged, just emojis instead of truth, and "I love you" typed without weight in stories that vanish like a flash of youth.
By Javier 9 months ago in Writers

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The greedy

Get out, before it swallows you

Damn rutina

Does Love End?

To Those Who Wish for War

another goddamn night

She comes back

Is loneliness good or bad?

The Empty Chair

Lost Match

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