Andres Visbal (liiberar)

liiberar

Andres Visbal

19 years old
Member since Nov 05, 2007
Writes from Richmond, Canada
Has read texts.
Has written 182 comments.
My poetry: It is what it is. I have to admit not even I understand one hundred per cent of it, as a lot/all of the words come to me little by little when I lose track of my mind. So I really appreciate it when people give their own interepretations ( hint hint! ).

My poetry has gone through many phases over the four years I've been writing, and even still, I constantly try to grow more as a poet. Most of what I now write is intended to be slam poetry ( i.e, meant to be performed up on a stage with my hands flailing wildly around me ). The audio files are so you can hear what it's supposed to sound like; I definately think it gives a very different impression.
( Just a disclaimer of sorts, not all my poetry is about my actual life, so try not to take ALL of it seriously. )

I've been here for a while. Old account was x__liberar from before the "big crash", if you want to see what's left of my crappy old poetry for some reason.

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anon_amarth

Awakening

dance_with_the_devil

Suicide Solution

Since my last poem was met with such mixed reviews (both good and bad). So in light of all the critiques, Nathan, I have tried to make some changes to my style. Let me know what you think.

kennye

Systematic

Thoughts...

chicory

Orange, Red # 4

I thought of this while driving today.

pintsize

Mansion (2nd)

Second version of an older poem. A number of edits, so I decided to post. Thoughts?

dontjudgemyblanket

Those Things

Sometimes love goes out of its way to hurt you. Or maybe you just let it.

desolate

Cut Scene Romance.

Read it if you are curious.

lashleytwill

I Prefer the Cold.

My final draft of this poem. Please let me know what you think, this may just be my favorite thing that I have written.

freelancesouls

Killing off the Species

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umbrellux

I am the best liar in the world

Seriously, you can not possibly be better than me! I am the master of trickery! I'm so good, sometimes I even have a hard time believing myself...

umbrellux

Too exhausted to think of a clever title

By the request of my friend Andres, I have posted this poem for him to enjoy again.