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segunda-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2013

Ninguém vive a paixão impunemente.
A intensidade é uma doença contagiosa.
E eu não concebo a vida sem contágios.
Sei sobre a dor da solidão, a falta de ar e a perda de chão.
Sei que nada mais vai ter importância.
Sei que o mundo vai ficar pequeno e perder o sentido.

Nome Próprio

sexta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2013

Winehouse

Darling, I'll let you in rehab
Cause your tears won't dry on their own
Mr. Jones made you cry 'till the death
Since then, you just woke up alone
Oh, honey, you should be stronger than me
Take the box to see my surprise
I heard when you said "go ahead, do me good"
'Cause Mr. Magic didn't make you take fly

Get me off this winehouse
I've lost love in a losing game
I'll get your off this winehouse
Before your mind start again

So honey, you're not the only addicted
'Cause I'm also here almost dying of love
I keep myself up as the sun goes down
To make sure for us that our day will come
No, no one will come to crash your party tonight
So take your time, take back your life and arise
He said "just friends", that's the only thing is through
But it'd more 'cause I know that you're no good

quarta-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2013

Ferris Wheel

I detach from the flight then I recline my resistence
The crescent airs put me back in those shooting lines again
As I dive off the clouds my heart pounds and slowly knows
These wore off words can't be projected in thin air

Once the colors grows and the high blows starts to ease
I feel these shades drowning in the haze of my reveries
As I look down, I'm three tones out from my own will
And soon I'll know myself again in this ferris wheel

One minute ago and I swore it was going to rain
In the moment before the moment unfurl in fury and strenght
It expanded hopefully at the time when I felt everything
And all along up there it was piped air whistling in my ears

Since I see it all assuage among proper gauges and scales
I know I'm not far from sticking my heart out from bale
Safe, clean and sound, my hope is bounded to be distilled
And then fates will find themselves in this ferris wheel

I let this late calm start to float and grow a soul on me
And I set free what I haven't said to set my mind at ease
I spare every pray alibi, 'cause they're no longer mine
And they've never shifted or got a lift in a wide open sky

Finally risen some decibels above reason and sighs
The raindrops are close and slowly frozen beneath the light
Captive for life in the spirit from where I have a clean view
On this eternal unwitting spinning glassed ferris wheel

segunda-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2013

Reverie

My love wore boots like he was in war
And wore his horse to take me to the shore
My love used to celebrate natural bents
All them acquired from self experiments
My love would always lay down his hair
And never bragged for surviving the rain
My love used to keep rainbows in our bed
And draw bright days in our window panes

I still wait for him to take me home
But if he'd not come, I'll go alone

My love wore his poncho like a royal cape
And didn't need a carnival or an eventual escape
My love used to treasure and protect our liberty
And much he would humbly offer to me
My love used to sing among the mountains
Where thunderbolts and fake hyms can't reach
My love lived for my eyes, heart and veins
Always stretching towards both sides of glory

I still wait for him to take me home
But if he'd not come, I'll go alone

I just wanted to live in still waters
I just wanted to live in an acre of moon
In the gloom of sapience, where the air runs dries

segunda-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2012

May The Devil Forbid

Yes, I'm the one beneath a shining dust
And certainly now I don't think in putting my guard down
I see better in the dark and in the dark is a wide open view
And I know where it came from, where I stand on and where I'm heading into

I heard the forgotten kneels down daily
And prayers to keep a soul to brag about and raise above
Fast with precision but inclined to shortcuts blowing on ears
And cherishes fruits that perishes a little bit more than eight years

I dodged bullets and pearls and pins
With all the strength and all the vim
For every line, every twist, every curve 
And may the devil forbid these overturns

Yes, I'm the one stucked in wreakage
And hells and heavens can't allign and allow me to alight
I remain judged, I remain forged but bubbling in resurrection
For long before these projections point me a path to go  

It's another common illusion that recoils
And let empathy folded like a blank gentle resource    
You can laugh and point every single gash in grey
But remember the opressed you once held one day

I dodged bullets and pearls and pins
Will all the strength and all the vim
For every twist, every curve and every line
And may the devil forbid these overtimes

You allow me and reproach me
And keeps me steady on your side and I secretly appreciate
Though I must say: I won't stay

quarta-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2012

Red Flag

I have my hands held on what I know
In a torturous hindsight, I find the start
I wish I knew where peace begins and ends
At all the times when all the wars portends

This is a surpassed moment of truth
A previously bypassed moment of light
This is a pure coup d'etat of freedom
An everlasting delayed self guide

This burden of wanting without craving
And see it all without expectation
Without a path or predestination
Relearning what a simple inclination means
Keeps me seaming all the torns in between
As my heart sight and raise the red flags

Now no redemption could possibly
Amend or repeal the force of a departure
And no path or blood running backwards
Could restart all this unwavering motion

This is a second chance to come clean
A wary warning to never across the line
This is the fall of the walls by the winds
A late reclaim for ground, air and light

Every lie turning into truth
Every belief that will never come through
Every overtime and overturn
Every brutal twist of every abiding yearn
And I march on

domingo, 2 de dezembro de 2012

1989

Who says you need a god or a badge of honor?
Or any ointment to assuage your sudden rampage
It steals a whisper and sigh, you have a confession
That your cortisol injection won't allow you to keep

But girl, who carries the entire world in the eyes
And let it slide through the skin and burn inside?

It's the space of the weight yet disengaged
It's the age and the tip that you're yet to take
It's the whole way out there yet to be seen
It's the candor and fury that soon it'll wear thin
Something in eager eyes, in fickle weather
And you should love it, 'cause it won't love you forever

Who says you need to bring bags or allusions?
Or any aware ears to heat your unsure speech
Girl, you need to let go, you only have two hands
Understand this is something you don't want to be

But girl, you've always made the denial very clear
Try not to look away 'cause diving brought you here

Give a way to your working eager legs
Give a task to your strong and yearning bones
But don't figure out that you were here
Only when you'd be long gone

Join spark and wick 'cause it's another year
They can't say they're heading, they're gone
Expansive as the truth in behalf of who you are
And broad as the thirst for a will that raise bars