Thursday, February 26, 2009

Break the Circle

I’ve tried to runaway simulating so many attempts

I’ve tried to break the circle that stupid routine of self-punishments

I’ve tried not to get affected not to get involved

I’ve tried to avoid hurting you all and by doing that I`ve lost my senses

No direction but the one you head me to

No solutions but the ones you equate on me

And I do not allow myself to reach me

 

At first I felt ignored and abused

It took me some months to realize that moment was a blessing

At first I feel ignored and taken for granted once more

I pray this time there is not a blessing to be felt in near future

 

He was selfish so I was I that explains my words

He was sick so are you that explains my fears

Please refrain from being egocentric

Please refrain from being useless

Please remember you’re not as big as you think you are

Please remember bigness may be found in selflessness

 

I will try to runaway simulating new attempts

I will try to break the circle that stupid routine of self-punishments

I will try not to get affected by accepting getting involved

I will try to avoid hurting myself and by doing that maybe you’ll find your senses

No direction but the one you head me to

No solutions but the ones I equate on me

And I must allow myself to reach me

 

At first I feel unheard and disrespected

It took me three days to realize this moment maybe be a blessing

At first I feel unheard and taken for granted once more

I hope this time I have my own blessing to be felt in near future

 

She is selfish so am I that explains my words

She is sick so am I that explains my fears

Please refrain from being egocentric

Please refrain from being useless

Please remember you’re not as big as you think you are

Please remember bigness may be found in willingness

 

 

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Mirada

Foi um convite.

O convite que esperei o dia inteiro. Debaixo de sol, de vento. Ao relento.
Nao crendo, tormento, esperei.

Foi um convite, finalmente. 

Nao como Uninvited. 

Foi um convite. 

You are wise, you are warm, you are corageous, you are big. Foi isso que a mirada me disse. 

E eh isso que me faz sorrir agora. E eh isso que me fez quase levantar daquele chao. Eh foi isso que me fez olhar todos os taxis daquele ponto, imaginando teu rosto no banco de tras.

Um convite. Olhos finalmente me chamando a entrar. Olhos que descansaram os meus que corriam pelos cantos. Olhos que apaziguaram as tantas perguntas que morriam em noh na garganta.


Your are wise, you are warm, you are corageous, you are big.