segunda-feira, 8 de agosto de 2016

Freeing from fear

Chains of pride tying our hands
Irony keeping our words vain..
Restles anger tiring us up again...

Looking to what we did to ourselves
Looking to what is left of good
Beautiful vanity' spider web
Unraveling the end of us. 

If you knew every time you take for me
Our heart goes beating in the same frequency
-gradually-
And for that very moment, we are all
We are one.

Deepen your breath, beloved
Deepen your soul
Deepen the feeling
Loose your weapons
And it will be good to loose control
Raise your palms to me.
Deliver. Give up. Give yourself up.
To me.

Before the next thinking
Hold tight your lips 
Just lock yourself at my eyes
Just stay a minute close and tight

I could swear we would cry. 


quarta-feira, 3 de agosto de 2016

Forever Beat

She didn't have to do that. But everybody wondered if or when she would stop. She also, sometimes. "Whatever" - she thought. It was her scratches in the painting of her life, who else's? was she the painter? - again she wonders. She contributed a lot, at least. Oh she did. Boy, she was tough when she got convinced about doing it. It takea time for her to go through but once convinced none takes from her mind that pace straight and firmly forward!
Today she didn't cry but she missed it. Like from time to time. As necessary as big laughs are.

She wonders so much. What if this or that. And life goes in the same beat, with or without her wonderings. She lools at herself so much, she would be happier of she could stop by each of her daily colleagues and look more at them. But there is a hard door in the Slovak eyes. No worries, she won't give up. "It's just not the time"- she believes. And meanwhile, the beat still goes on. She hears the beat when she drowns herself into the bathtub. The beat becomes louder. It's just because it is quieter. The beat is screaming, actually. In normal conditions of a peaceful mind you can hear it craving for keep beating! Like the long lasting light of a dead star in the sky, fighting to reach somewhere to be caught, craving to survive. 
She laughs of the darkness. The same which embraces her at night, in tear or not, there it goes, the beat.















sexta-feira, 8 de julho de 2016

Letter to a piece of heaven

Piece of heaven, 

You know I'm not really willing this separation. We both know whatever we do to be apart, we won't be apart. Not because we meant to be a couple but we meant to be together as we are stronger together. I will be there for you always, I just can't make my leaving harder to you. 

sábado, 16 de abril de 2016

Sky diver

Why would I love you
If you've left me hurt
If from all my deceiving
You were the worse 

Why would I love
Who brought the cage
For my liberty embrace 

All the sadness in my heart
Hurt and bleeding 
Disappears when we meet 
And so I recognise again that
Looking into your eyes is all I needed

In that blue sky
I dive
In that blue sky
I love
I am love