carlos yorbin

Rookie - 34 Points (Colombia / Medellin)

carlos yorbin Poems

1. San Francisco's Doll 4/26/2008
2. Solo Sailor 4/26/2008
3. Last Portrait 4/29/2008
4. Die Grünen Augen Von Wanda 4/29/2008
5. Untie Our Untenable Love 5/19/2008
6. Before The Poison (M.F) 5/20/2008
7. Últim Port 5/21/2008
8. Tai-Chi Girl 5/22/2008
9. Cool Köln / Rag-Doll 5/27/2008
10. O Verão 5/27/2008
11. Viaggio A Murano 5/27/2008
12. Sale Lune 5/27/2008
13. Ordinary Seducer 5/30/2008
14. San Petersburg (Наташа) 5/30/2008
15. Estelle 5/30/2008
16. Zippo Lither (Journal) 6/3/2008
17. Sad Winner 6/3/2008
18. Journal Du Regard Ii 6/27/2008
19. Blanche 6/27/2008
20. Devoted Lover 7/14/2008
21. Cygne Noir 7/16/2008
22. Blessée Aube 7/16/2008
23. Polaroid Picture 7/18/2008
24. Sovereignvagabond 7/21/2008
25. (amsterdam) A Big Nothing 7/28/2008
26. Catalina 8/21/2008
27. Berlin 10/17/2008
28. All Passions Spent 11/4/2008
29. Isabel 11/5/2008
30. S F Woman (Fool Amour) 11/12/2008
31. Glum Bum/ Trull Doll 3/22/2009
32. Angel- O- Diletante 3/31/2009
33. Silent Splendor 6/16/2008
34. Hôte Du Matin 6/16/2008
35. Dream 6/19/2008
36. Adieu 6/24/2008
37. Berenice 6/24/2008
38. Kelly 6/24/2008
39. Moon-Day Mourning 6/24/2008
40. Theo-Crazy 6/25/2008

Comments about carlos yorbin

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (2/14/2009 3:18:00 AM)

    i love your poems, beautiful.

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Best Poem of carlos yorbin

Voracious Heart

Bouque de menthe entre les pierres
de quelle tristesse m'éloignes -tu.
Louise Warren

VORACIOUS HEART

And once again I call you in flames,
I'm back to your sinuous skin,
true thing,
you sleep in the waves
of my eyelids,
in my dreams you dream,
undecipherable queen,
I'll devour you from head to toe
and show you how deep we could go;
adorn then my bitter days
once more,
renounce to your little whole,
love me will be your final song.

VORACE CŒUR

Et encore une fois je t'appelle en flammes,
je suis de retour ...

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Last Portrait

LAST PORTRAIT
To end up alone in a tomb of a room, without cigarettes or wine,
just a light bulb and a potbelly, gray haired, and glad to have the room.
Charles Bukowski


10 am, at this time,
20 years ago,
I was enjoying a cohibas and a mimosa;

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