20 maio 2012

I´ve been in India.
I survived diarrheas, infections
and malaria pills
I was never able to travel within myself.

Saw poverty,
conflict and pain
realized my bigger side
I was never able to travel within myself.

Asked for information
Left some question marks
Jumped from the air
I was never able to travel within myself.

I never give myself away
never give myself in
never trust others in the inner world
I was never able to travel within myself.

06 maio 2012

In the room. 


sitting in a room/
quietly waiting/
for the sounds to disappear/
for the lights to fade away./


quietly in a room/
daydreaming of lost sorrows/
waiting for a touch/
a hug, a word, nothing./

daydreaming in a room/
longing for the lost words/
the lost actions unforgotten/
the calmness of a never./

longing in a room/
for a day to be/
for a lost soul to see/
for a despair of no clothes./

for a day in a room/
lost in chains of thought/ 
forgotten in days of lust/ 
 mysterious as the soul./ 

lost in a room/ 
remembrances all gone/ 
securities all lost/ 
egos tripping./ 

remembrances in a room/ 
desires left untouched/ 
memories too close/ 
the day still forgotten./ 

 desires in a room/ 
lost to a rusty thought/ 
forgotten by pasts/ 
disdained by much./ 

lost in a room/ 
once again/ 
 for all times./ 
the desire to be./ 

once again in a room/ 
still waiting to see/ 
what might be touched/ 
what smell has the sea./

 still in a room/ 
waiting for it/ 
desiring to go/ 
 but still, never fit.

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