Textos
Minhas reflexões, tentativas de poemas e letras de músicas
Amnésia pós porta
Sabe quando atravessamos uma porta e já não lembramos mais do que buscávamos ali, no novo cômodo? Às vezes é exatamente o que precisamos fazer na vida! Carregamos conosco muitas lembranças negativas, experiências desagradáveis que nos pesam e dificultam o nosso caminhar. É importante jogar fora as pedrinhas de nossa mochila, abrir espaço para novas [...]
Through the Window
I will watch you through the window. Observe you and hope one day you'll also think about me. Even though deep down I know you won't. I'll observe your moves and steps. Remembering the times when we were close together. And I could rest my head in your chest. Now you walk freely. Your figure [...]
Linhas e Giros
Desafie a si mesmo. Vire-se do lado do avesso. Gire algumas fileiras do cubo. Teça uma nova imagem. Experimente outros lados. Desfaça algumas costuras. Acrescente botões ou laços. Tinja um novo sentimento. Puxe o elástico das possibilidades. Só não arremate o nó. Oh não, não dê um nó! Todos nós já sabemos como deveria ser [...]
Behind our Masks
We all wear masks to protect our fragile selfs. If we could pull the curtains we would discover salty tears behind those fake smiles. Polite words to hide the truth we don't dare to tell. And poker faces to contain the anxious screams that are willing to escape us . What is also saddly well [...]
What are we?
What are we? Friends? Something in between? Old lovers? We used to be kind and loving to each other. We used to share dances, dramas and dreams. We used to feel the unseen sparkle within. We used to know each other. We used to be us. I still wish us to be.
Quit
We speak in riddles, we say a lot and yet anything. We are gamers, we play with words and feelings. We are detectives, we try to figure out what this really means. We are dancers, we move towards each other then let go. We are thinkers, we imprison our love by overthinking. Until we finaly.
