Saturday, 26 September 2009

Love Can Change


Love Story


This is the story

Of a forever vivid love

Of a girl and a boy

Secretly abating

Each other`s sorrow.


This is the everlasting memory

Of a silently shared path,

In which two lovers walked with the same desperate need

Of finding something

Worthy to live.


This are the most subtle retells

Of two soulmates,

Who casually met

In those hopeless days

When breathing it`s harder for us

Than for the ignorant rest.


This is the eternal remembrance

Of a couple,

Who`s sacred encounter

Made the world tremble

As for the birth of the

Most pure love.

(victoria G.)


Cowardice Is Within All


Mystery Girl

Mystery Girl With Tenned Angel Face And
Rainbow Braided Hair,
What Qualifies Your Special Care?

Oh! Mystery Girl I Formulate Phrases In My Head,
But They Remain Echo In My Chest.

Oh! How I Regret Not Having Stolen Her Name.

Oh, Farewell Mystery Girl,
How I Wish Our Rodes Meet Again.

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

Punching Dagger

You won`t want to feel love

I can play my head this time,

But I swear, Oh! I promess

That I won`t screw it up,

No again, no this time, no forever.


You`ve got your baby, don`t you?

I `ve got my unreachable love, I do

So, I won`t do it this time,

I won`t screw it all up.


No lies would do it,

I`ve already try,

Everything crazy and out of mind,

I`ve already done.


Keep your head out if you can

This game would take you down,

Would take out your inside

And make it a shit

Would turn it to love.


Oh! Please, do me a favour

And keep your head out,

You won`t want to feel love,

It will take you so low down.

(victoria G.)

Monday, 21 September 2009

For...Ever?


Heading Towards Eterity


I Stroll,
I Stroll Through A Neverendeing Path.
I Share This Moment With My Secrets,
My Inner Me,
My Dark Silhuette.

I Straighten My Back And Neck,
Look Up, Noticeing There Is No Moon
On The Dark, Cold, Cloth.
Just Pale Companions,
Staring Back.

I Stroll,
I Stroll Expecting No End.
I Count My Paces.
1,2,3... It Never Ends.

I Stop, Catching A Breath.
I Stand.
I Chin-Up.
I Gain Strenth And Bravery,

Refusing To Play Childish Mind Games.
I Look Forward,
There Is No Horizon Waiting.
I Look Back,
I See Feer And Eternity.

I Run,
I Run In Search Of A Glimpse Of Hope,
I Run Thruogh A Neverending Path.

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Going back to back

Simple?

The simplest things can be the very complex ones.
That doesn't mean the complex thing are simple.
This poem for one,
Looks simple,
That doesn't mean you should understand it.

Yet another feeling to be heard...

Come back

She made me laugh when tears came out of my eyes,
She made me strong when i was afraid of the dark,
She knew what I couldn't deny,
She made me feel I couldn't go back.

She was the shadow of my frame,
Always trying to overprotect myself,
and when she found me under the rain
She wouldn't cover herself.

if I could simply press rewind
And turn the whole thing upside down.
If I could have just one more hug
And just return to town.

'Mom, I wouldn't miss you so much,
'Cause having you by my side
Would turn things right.
I wouldn't be embarressed, I wouldn't hide'

(Sabrina M.V)