Life is empty
Without pulsing love
In heart and mind
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It’s Funny...
It’s funny to see faces
Turning back from one’s scars,
And not few the cases
They carry deeper mars;
It’s funny to see people
Carrying scars like you,
Needing some compassion
But coming not from you;
It’s funny to be good
But never good enough,
To be misunderstood
For trying steal a laugh;
It’s funny to be ignored
For points trying to make,
Trying not to be bored
For convention’s sake;
It’s funny our nature
Running from what’s there,
Searching for adventure
And in the end not care…
Turning back from one’s scars,
And not few the cases
They carry deeper mars;
It’s funny to see people
Carrying scars like you,
Needing some compassion
But coming not from you;
It’s funny to be good
But never good enough,
To be misunderstood
For trying steal a laugh;
It’s funny to be ignored
For points trying to make,
Trying not to be bored
For convention’s sake;
It’s funny our nature
Running from what’s there,
Searching for adventure
And in the end not care…
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Saturday, November 14, 2015
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Sunday, September 20, 2015
I thought
I thought
A pure soul can conquer all
From what’s great to what’s small,
That it can spread an ounce of light
In what is wrong and never right.
I thought
Through hard work one can succeed
And plant in every heart a seed
Of knowing life, the way we are,
To rise to stars into the far.
I thought
I’ll find someday a heart like mine
To mirror all that is sublime,
In our corner full of peace
To feel the power of a kiss.
I thought
I’d find the way to heaven
By means of power of the seven,
Transcending life and maybe death
With a master’s sacred bless.
I know
Childish were my thoughts
And much too few my pure oughts;
There’s a truth in every dream of man
When dreamed again, again, again…
A pure soul can conquer all
From what’s great to what’s small,
That it can spread an ounce of light
In what is wrong and never right.
I thought
Through hard work one can succeed
And plant in every heart a seed
Of knowing life, the way we are,
To rise to stars into the far.
I thought
I’ll find someday a heart like mine
To mirror all that is sublime,
In our corner full of peace
To feel the power of a kiss.
I thought
I’d find the way to heaven
By means of power of the seven,
Transcending life and maybe death
With a master’s sacred bless.
I know
Childish were my thoughts
And much too few my pure oughts;
There’s a truth in every dream of man
When dreamed again, again, again…
Friday, September 18, 2015
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Questions
If heart has mistaken
A smile caught in the blue
Is that mind’s awaken
Of something that it knew;
Now I start to question
That moment when I found
A warm revelation
That changed me from the ground:
Was it candid beauty
That caught the heart of me,
Or eyes’ pure nudity -
The light I thought I see?
Or was her timidity
Hidden under a smile -
That sweet serenity
I wondered for a while…
Maybe her soft gesture
While walking like the wind,
Calling to adventure
My timid simple mind…
Was it the night’s whispers
Descending from above,
Sound in angels’ whistlers
For a wonder called love?
Or, was just a moment
For me to realize
That my heart was dormant -
So I just… fantasized?!...
A smile caught in the blue
Is that mind’s awaken
Of something that it knew;
Now I start to question
That moment when I found
A warm revelation
That changed me from the ground:
Was it candid beauty
That caught the heart of me,
Or eyes’ pure nudity -
The light I thought I see?
Or was her timidity
Hidden under a smile -
That sweet serenity
I wondered for a while…
Maybe her soft gesture
While walking like the wind,
Calling to adventure
My timid simple mind…
Was it the night’s whispers
Descending from above,
Sound in angels’ whistlers
For a wonder called love?
Or, was just a moment
For me to realize
That my heart was dormant -
So I just… fantasized?!...