23 de abril de 2008

Minha Alma...

 

Alma minha escura e ignóbil

Existência sem remédio

Irremediável vivência

Triste sina pecadora.

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Alma minha triste engenho

De memórias, viva chama ardida

Túmulo aberto de fantasmas

Fatal morte consumada.

17 de abril de 2008

Chuva...

Chuva... doce, fria, leve, pálida e dormente.

Anjo de água reluzente, fonte de luz e intenso brilho.

Chuva... cai serena devagar, silêncio ímpio acordar.

Leve cai a doce chuva.

Leves marcas a esquecem.

Água doce bela e escura.

Nada leve, leve nada.

14 de abril de 2008

Procuro-te...

Atentamente, olhando a estrada sozinha de existências vivas, escura de memórias esquecidas nunca encontradas, procuro a tua presença, o teu calor, o teu ser...

Não te encontro.

Revejo-te de olhos fechados. Relembro como és. Quase te sinto na totalidade. Os teus olhos verdes acastanhados, o teu rosto sereno que reluz um eterno sorriso de sincera honestidade e paixão...

Não te encontro.

Abro os olhos na ânsia de te ver, realmente.

Não te encontro.

Continuo atenta ao percurso que executo a cada passo dado no frio e íngreme alcatrão suado e escuro mas povoado de almas antigas que também por lá já passaram à procura da sua alma perdida.

Não te encontro.

Porque não te vejo se te sinto como se estivesses aqui?

Porque é que, apesar de te sentir ardentemente presente no meu viver, sinto este vazio crescente transbordante, esta lacuna que me trespassa gelidamente e me impede de te ver...

Não te encontro.

Onde estás?

12 de abril de 2008

In the End...

It starts with
One thing, I don’t know why
It doesn’t even mather how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down ’till the end of the day
Clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
You didn’t look out below,
Watch the time go right out the window
Tryn’ to hold on
Didn’t even know, I wasted it all
Just to watch you go
I kept everything inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it’s meant to be
Will, eventually be,
A memory of a time,
When I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter...
I had to fall, to loose it all...
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter...
One thing, I don’t know why
It doesn’t even mather how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To remind myself
How I tried so hard...
Dispite the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I’m surprised it got so far
Things aren’t the way they were before
You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end...
You kept everything inside
And even though I tried it all fell apart
What it meant to be, will
Eventually, be a memory of a time
When I tried so hard,
And got so far,
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter
I had to fall, to loose it all
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter
I’ve put my trust in you
Pushed as far, as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I’ve put my trust, in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know...
I tried so hard,
And got so far,
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter
I had to fall, to loose it all,
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter...

                                                                                    Linkin Park

In the End - Music Video

2 de abril de 2008

Magdalene

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