Poems from Jonatanvega

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Hello my name is Jonatan Vega as you all see I love poetry.My favorite languages are Spanish,French,English and some Italian,but my first language is Spanish.I live in US but I am from México.I am a college student at American River college in Sacramento,CA.I consider myself as very talented.I am very confident.I am kinda quiet,but when you get to know me I am amazing.I consider defining what the soul feels is art:poetry.I am a painful poet most of the time,but I could write about everything when I put that objective in my mind.I love love for what it is.i am a amazing person if you get to talk to me Some of My work focuses on what I see as the repression of women by men. This often takes the form of personal insults directed at men in general Love,Heartbreak.life changed my writing by helping me to lose my former models, and reach a more dramatic lyricism, my style now showed more realism than before.Recurring themes in my work include love,hearbreak,humanism, nature, alienation,loss, love, pain, growth, hope,death, family, sorrow, women’s issues, and violence.Although my portrayal of men is ironic and critical,I felt a strong need for love, and Im able to express the tension and passion these ambivalent feelings in poetry both simple and deeply sensual, expressing an original note in erotic poetry in a sensitive manner. . Facebook: @Jonatan Vegâ poeta instagram: @Jonatanvega_writesbooks Twitter:@Fearlessvega Any thing you want to know feel free to ask
Yes I'm black ink that in the way makes a mistake and stumble But none other ink of any color can get in my way or in the lines of my book...
Cancer cancer is to sit and not want is able to love and ignore, is silent when you can scream as wind cancer is to depend on someone...
Love I that shut up You that laugh I that cry In me joy and you sadness Love In you eternity in me solitude In me Soul, piano crazy-...
In such a rare day love is gone I can not find taste to life If returns melancholy But love is back with joy Coloured black pain If sadness...
What is what you procure in me What is what you see in me That to the door of my life you touch And step by step confuses me the love The...

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