quarta-feira, 24 de junho de 2020

This shadow that I am 
Is what is left 
Of your bright burnt

Carved deep in stone
I remain silently 
Waiting for the sun 

To reveal you in my new shape 
Like ghosts dancing quietly 
And blending in a spin 

Untill they become one 

domingo, 21 de junho de 2020

The pain in my back 
Is the only thing 
That keeps my head up 

sábado, 20 de junho de 2020

O dinheiro que eles me deram 
Gastei em cigarro
pra aguentar o que eles fizeram comigo

quinta-feira, 4 de junho de 2020

a poem of fire

All words are here 
Lying invisible in a blank page 
And yet 
I struggle to find them 

I would like to make you 
An irresistible offer 
But it is not 

I would like to promise you 
That you would be safe 
But I can not 

I would like to say that 
That would be the best time in your life 
But I'm not so proud 

I would like to say 
That we would last forever 
But I know no one can say that 

What it is then 
What I ask and offer? 
To be completely honest 
I am not sure

I just wish the blank space 
To turn in wonderful words 
That bring you closer to me 
That make you take a deep breath when thinking of me 
As I do when I think of you 
A poem to make you close your eyes 
And kiss me with the same emotion 
Of two kids in their first kiss 
All over again 
And for us to like each other 
With the very same devotion 

That's it 
That's the formula
I want to write you 
A poem to bring back 
That early feeling 
To reaweke the hope in human kind 
To revive hope 
To stop believing that love is lost
To make the flowers bloom 
The sun shine brighter 
To make you explode on a laugh look at me and kiss taking a deep breath and saying: 
I love you

But I can't 

I lack the talent 
To express how beautiful my feelings for you are 
How sweet and tender you look through my eyes 
I can't say it in a fancy manner 
That every move you make catches my eyes 
And that sometimes is hard to talk and even to breathe when you are around 
Because I am not a poet 
And that would be hard to believe 
Since I am not a kid 

Oh how I wish 
I could put all the light and fire in my heart
in a poem 
And give it to you 
 

quarta-feira, 27 de maio de 2020

It's fucking spring for the Christ sake

When I look for a safe place 
I always come back to my poems 
Between pain and boredom
Unquiet I rest
Whit my chest 
Wide open 
Lifting my tired eyes 
To the stars above 

I would like to cry out aloud 
A song to wake up our generation 
Like a howl to the moon 
Like the thunderous sound of breaking waves 
Like the dance of leaves to the wind 
Like the petals silently postponing its fall
Outrageous, furious, unrelenting 
And also silent, calming, harmonious 
Like the sound of silence 
Or the realisation of a dream

But I can't 

So I gave my back to it all 
And I've chosen the lonely path 
Barefooted between the roots, the grass, and the threes 
Letting the silence inside 
Be flooded with the light from outside
Listening only to the wisdon 
Of the wind and the birds 
Beautiful things that fades in a blink of an eye
 

Like all beauty 
Relies on the fast passage of time 
What is beauty them 
If not the delicate state of a moment 

And what are us 
If not the very air 
That one day will be gone for good 
If not the warmth that will give it up to the cold 

And what are we doing in the between? 
Building houses of cards? 
Chasing ghosts? 
Are your eyes even open? 
We just have today 
The spring is upon us 
Flowers are blooming 
I try to wonder 
Where the butterflies were hiding 
But I forget their absence for now they're here
And here we are 
Cornered by all those fears 
All those echoes 
Saying no in our heads 

Can't you hear the wind telling us to go?
Can't you hear the birds singing for today? 
You're locked in a screen 
And we're losing all the fun 
Spring is upon us
Hurry up 
You only live once
And the only way of living 
Is living today

Turn everything off 
And reconnect 


quarta-feira, 8 de abril de 2020

Ela quer isso 
Ela só não quer isso de você

domingo, 5 de abril de 2020

standing tall like a flower

Eu tô aqui pra celebrar aonde eu estou 
E quem eu sou 

Como uma flor se destacando no alto 
Me nutrindo de tudo que me deixou feliz 
E o que me deixou triste também
O riso é meu 
E a sabedoria é minha também 
Eu sou uma flor se destacando no alto 
E uma nova primavera está chegando na minha vida 
Essas memórias me nutrem
Eu tenho vocês todas 
Oh minhas memórias
Bebo dessa seiva 
Eu tenho você 
Eu conheço você agora 
E sou muito grato por isso tudo 
Eu estou desabrochando outra vez 
Nesse jardim das delícias que é a vida 
Aonde tudo é possível e permitido 
Eu cavei fundo com as minhas raízes 
Sobrevivi a tantos invernos 
E vivi tantos verões
Agora estou pronto 
Pra iluminar outra vez 
O meu polem é fértil 
E eu estou aberto 
Olhando adiante com um sorriso brilhante
Como o brilho dos sóis
Que passaram todos pelos meus olhos 
Se eu fui ruim ou bom 
Eu fui 
Autêntico
Fiel e infiel 
Bom ou mau 
E essa bagagem tem muitas coisas boas e divertidas 
E muita sabedoria
E eu quero mais 
Sempre mais 
Essa inquietude que me move 
E me faz buscar um lugar ao sol 
E eu me sinto pronto 
Pra construir novas memórias alucinantes 
E viver a vida plena 
Nesse eterno verão que se aproxima no horizonte