Bem vindos ao meu canto criativo. Não poder me expressar é quase sinônimo de não poder respirar.

terça-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2016

Silence from sound

When things don't work out like they should
When pieces fall way out of place
Where there's just no way to save face
Repeat to yourself: “it's all good”

When clouds hover over your day
When everyone’s acting insane
When silence is lost in the game.
Repeat to yourself: “it's okay”

When stories collapse
When memories lapse
And up becomes down

Just count back from ten
Be awesome. Be zen.
Make silence from sound

sábado, 13 de fevereiro de 2016

Tiroteio

Tiroteio
Tira meu devaneio
Meu sono, meu anseio
Me acorda com sua raiva
Sua violência
Me arrebata sem clemência
Me faz refém da sua maleficência

O sono eu procuro
No escuro
O medo eu encontro
Barulho
Gritos
Apitos
Calibre
Ratatatata
Guerra pacificada
Paz adulterada

Cachorros latem
Crianças dormem
A lua brilha sem pestanejar
O mundo gira
O tiro voa
A moça teme não acordar

Silêncio estuprado
O mundo deu errado
Policiais e bandidos
A noite em perigo

A horas se prolongam
A noite se delonga
E quanto assim termina
O sol nasce na esquina
Os pássaros contentes
Cantam eloquentes
Nada aconteceu
A vida continua
Chegou o cessar fogo
Temporariamente
O sono continua
Mas o lindo sol quente
Renasce a esperança na gente

Talvez o dia chegue
Quando as armas não existam
E o silêncio persista
Como há de ser
Madrugada de sono
Noite sem dono

Vida sem morrer

quarta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2016

Love as a story

The benefits of feeling blue
Are the same as feeling grand
One feeling you can’t stand
And the other washes over you

If your feelings are null
If you hear no more noise
If it’s no longer your choice
Then your life has gone dull

To the heart and soul
That breathe as a whole
That love as a story

We wish you good luck
May you never get stuck
May you revel in glory

Moving on

Moving on is practical
There’s nothing to analyze
There’s no guarantied surprise
There’s nothing magical

Moving on is timing
Movement against stillness
Feeling versus numbness
Living verses dying

The sky gives a cue
The black turns to blue
It’s time to move on

The clock makes the noise
No dignity or poise
Just time to move on 

Regretless

If I give to you, you must give to me
If I cuddle you, you should do the same
If only I share, it’s a heartless game
While you stay unscathed, rested and free

While you suck me dry and enjoy my care
I lose myself and become unaware
Of the unbalance of this interaction
It’s not worth its physical attraction

Maybe I’ll take a few steps back
Maybe I’ll just enjoy the view
Make sure you want me as much as I you

Or maybe I’ll just bid you farewell
Not with pain, at least not yet
But before there’s time for another regret

Aloneness

The choice between two evils
Is not an easy one
Yet once you’ve walked both paths
You know which one has won

Alone is rough, I know
Yet at least I choose where to go
Alone is scary as well
Yet at least we’re not together in hell

Togetherness just in name
Is sad, shameful. A mistake
And it’s way too high a stake

Aloneness in truth
Is crying in paradise
Yet being thankful for clear eyes