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terça-feira, 25 de agosto de 2015

All these pleas are prayers
To an unholy god, so I do them backwards
In a way only both of us we'll be aware
of brokens vows and tales of murdered angels
I feel them sliding slowly by my locked lips
Tearing apart against my clenched teeth
I feel their taste on my tongue, a lingering
acrid flavour of pride and compliance
Made to quench the thirst of a hundred lives
When I kneel down and undress all of my skins
Some of them are nothing but firewood
While others are merely to satisfy the hunger
In all of them, I'm the torturous believer
Throwing up gospels and eating blasphemy
And licking your blessings off my fingers
When I talk about sin, there's no way for me
to spare myself from the humanity of any of them
Specially when all I've wanted was to torment
the skies above just to stand up to your glory
And prove you're just as human and faltering
And weak when it was my fury you could feast on
You'd slice my hymns apart to their sick core
And apply the ointment on my self-inflicted wounds
You can't never say you know the warm of a
traitor's skin, because we have the same temperature
But when my curses plucks you out of your heaven
And my godliness feel like the only colony left
for you and your deviant doctrine
You'll rise to it - skinless

sábado, 1 de agosto de 2015

Spilled Ink

There are days and days
of attempts, truces and trails
With all vows frail and unspoken
But I swore to survive on every
breath that I'll sustain to emerge
and unburden from the absence
If I am free then freedom can't
measure or shape me

I've been unafraid to burst
And legitimize all the impiety
And the fury of things I've loved
When they had names and rituals
And a sweet sense of violence
Now I no longer fear the friction
If I can't touch you, then you
can't touch me

No love enslavers me
No power makes me
No fever sickens me
No fate dooms me

I've never measured care
By the lack of it in any kind
Or how much it costs to attain it
But for the plainness of deeds
I was there for all the blood I shed
As I meant every word that I said
But I know that once it goes then
It's all gone

These are truths that can't
stand and fend for themselves
When we are burying them down
They'll never rebound in the void
But I'd give my silence though
it's not worthy more than a curse
And we're damned to the ellipsism
And dead to any reason

No love impeaches me
No void imprisons me
No instinct blinds me
No law nulls me

I must believe in a place beyond
the pain and the weft of your own
Gently as it goes, ruthless as it feels
Clean enough to prove my skin is real
And without needing your weakness
Your pain or pleas and if you won't
know it, you won't know me

No love bounds me
No rule wields me
No word moves me
No fear grounds me

I'm known by my inhuman contagion
To it I might had gave my mind blindly
No witness in my restlessness
I'd like to say I knew

sábado, 30 de maio de 2015

Since I was young, I was given a sky
And a timeless immunity to bask and unfold
On a home ground of limpidity and hysteria
Even then, I could choose my kind of demons
That was when I dismissed all my witnesses
And expected to be absolved either way simply
for having a sense of myself and both feet in
For having steady hands and hot running blood
Until this day nothing has ever quenched it
I watch the sky I was given and I wonder how
many times can I rebuild it until it matches
the land I've made myself free to roam
I inhale vows and exhale shards of wish and
let them pollinate all around by anemophily
And I've always been aware of the hurricanes
caused by an unique beating of my eyelids
As someone who always made music out of the
beating of a wild yet well-intentioned heart
When so very little remains from allegiances
And no breeze wields the scent of memories
I throw my hair back to gracefully adorn
the toilsome burden of freedom as I hear the
old voices of the world singing quando men vo
In a reverie, I have no beginning or ending
No reason, no right, no dark and no light
So take your draught years and stale faith
And place them on who'll honor the loss of
salvation to adopt the rules of decay
Because I live beyond anything accomplished

domingo, 24 de maio de 2015

Toxin

Here to testify the scar and the light
And the taste of all your broken vows
Cause the only word you know is flesh
You know the sin, but don't know me
Though you see me in its peak in a kiss
Before you sink down your teeth

Lose control
From power 'til scarcity there's a lot
you need to know
No one will hold you if you hear me
calling you now
To break down and break through a
whole new doctrine
And let toxins all over you

So much power given to undefine
What silence never could have killed
Or anything that could belie your grace
Yes, I came to see your faith implode
And winds blow when the souls fade
In blood, poison, scent and die away

I see you on your knees
Starving for the unholy
Too scare for the feast

sexta-feira, 22 de maio de 2015

There's a solution in second circle of hell
Where we are no longer humans, only our wish
They say there's a life after the mislead
of the hearts that beaten faster than light
A promise was broken and they heard the crack
We've made music and wine and love out of it
We've laughed in the face of the blindest sky
We've raise our spirits as if it were the
ressurrection day and, yes, we thought it was
The days and the urges that evens all queens
and kings to knights and murderes and poets
And, if we believe even in the littlest sense
of justice, it might eventually come for us too
But, my dear, as a woman I was taught to see
Satan's face in the smallest mirrors and hear
Satan's voice in the shortest of speeches
We are so far and so pure, I can hardly see
anything from this twisty side of the line
Even though we're so far in we cannot wash off
our hands or our mouths even if we wanted to
Maybe the beast is just ourselves in the crude
dawn when we thought heaven has fallen apart
When all we've done was hold it together with
our tight hands, strong arms and wrapped legs
If the gods haven't heard our passionate hymns
then it's not our fault the gods might be dead
Meanwhile, we rejoice in a single hot-tempered
skin that soon shall be refreshed by the winds

sábado, 7 de março de 2015

I was the one who wanted to live forever
I was the one who dared to love forever
I offered you fullness, elation and clarity
For every single damn day in every shard of
Eden by every string of ruthless paradise
I was the one who never dreaded abidance
The one who endured and stayed true to
myself and to the promise of possibility
You were the one who couldn't resurrect to
the power of your words and chose to decay
in front of the unraveling of my bliss
You never stay
You never live to tell
I offered you blind loyalty and patiently
persevered in the longing of you capturing
it with nails and teeth to escape the drought
and scarcity we know in times like these
As a chance to restart and restore
You've thrown it away like if it were wrapped
into a pile of magazines, old scribblings,
dead batteries, used condoms and smoked joints
So don't you dare to point your finger at me
and call me weak when you're the one who's
running

quarta-feira, 18 de fevereiro de 2015

I refuse to let you reclaim for
Anything of me that doesn't look
like a fire and iron skeleton
Anything that tasted close to a
true and bold form of infatuation
tossed your way as another chance
My love, brave and free, and my
belief, unburied and unwavering,
Can't be used as witnesses of lost
battles, desertions or abandonments
But the well I meant, wanted and was
at all times when they were honored
In the end, I am my only witness
And I'm not the one hidden in riddles
In futile humour or shallow reasoning
I know all about the despondency
The contagion of the urgency
The fever for the blame
The endings that needs a core
And you can say my spirit was hectic
But I've never been afraid of peace
I've bet my voice many times for it
Even knowing I would be only partially
human, but could be uniformly hopeful
But you are only your faltering you
I am the peace of work that I have
And I won't let you knock it down to
grab the pieces to sustain your
millions years old unbalanced soul

terça-feira, 17 de fevereiro de 2015

Look at me
Tell me the authorship of this universe
How the choice I've made led to a supernova
That echoes along it's been three lives
Through unholy wars and fiery truces
Look at me
'Cause I trust you enough to bear your view
When thinking about diffusions of daydreams
And I'm always here when you call me holy
Your poetry proclaims rebirth and I hear
So look at me
For the wait is long and my faith reclaims
The miracles and prayers behind your eyes
As every part of me gently believes in the
rapture of the steady truth that wields me
So look at me
And you'll know how to discover yourself
Exercising the fullness of discovering me
As you see that all we are is still here
Your body is a temple of traces of my pleas
So look at me
Read the adages written in sullied sheets
How we've gone crazy and lost our names
In the day the music reborn

segunda-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2015

Ground Zero

From secret to perception, I could sense
The air shift is still the same all around
I've seen it perfectly as I was believing
Of all the times that we were faced with
death for life, you've lied for shelter
And broke through an idiot dim light
From fear to solution, we remain blind

Take me as you will
For the freedom that I feel
As no law or view wields me
No boundaries, time or reason left
This is where all doubts lies dead
This is ground zero at last

In a whim or benefit, nothing was lost
No place where dark covers is unseen
And I've been here knowing all along
Every trap and plots of love and misery
To save who builds their own madness
And those returning for plain cowardice
From intention to true ending, in desunity

Coerced by profusion of anything
Dazzled by the extortion of bad luck
As if you give a fuck to anything at all
Or if it still moves you in your free fall
It doesn't help to say I know you
Or what I thought I knew