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Me sinto um tolo que estava a beirada de um poço;
mas tudo bem correr este risco se isso significar ver seu riso;
faria uma pintura sua mas não passaria do esboço;
Nem a bela dama mona lisa chega perto do teu sorriso.
Teus olhos são um janela;
Um vitral multicolorido como uma aquarela;
Eles tem um brilho tão magnífico que fazem os olhos arderem ao ponto de ficar doloridos;
Mas mesmo assim olharia por horas a fio
Eles são lindos e brilhante como uma pedra de diamante;
Quando olho para eles sinto ir para outra dimensão que nem o guia de campo poderia me aconselhar;
Queria poder desbravar seu olhar e compreender oque ele tem a dizer.
As vezes fico imaginando como deve ser me perder em seus olhos?
Ficar a toa os olhando;
Admirando o universos dentro deles relembrando sonhos antigos;
Perto de ti me sinto apenas um camponês.
Quando te vi chegando pensei “como posso me imaginar merecedor disso”
Você é incrível e eu sei disso;
Queria tocar e segurar sua mão e beijá-la;
Mas me recolho pois sei que não posso tê-la.
Tua pele de veludo parece tão macia quanto algodão;
Queria te contar tudo oque penso;
Tudo oque sinto é tão grande que chega ao céu de tamanha imensidão.
Não sei colocar em palavras oque o brilho dos teus olhos me causa;
Chego até mesmo a perder a fala ou até mesmo me vejo falando sem pausa;
Me vejo nessa sala repleta de almas, mas a única que vejo é a sua.
Teu sorriso é doce e aconchegante
Quando te vejo me sinto como um pobre almirante
Perdido e vagando em meio ao mar
Almejando voltar para meu lar.
Queria me aventurar e me perder no teu sorriso
Mas venho aqui te questionar
Como vai teu coração?
Callow In Nature, It’s Who I Am
blending my tears with the shower rain
callow in nature, it’s who I am
while my room feels like a casket
where I rot in day and night
a reflection of my mind, of my thoughts
I wither away with the tunes
Swallow my name, burning in the bed I made
Pretend I’m a phoenix, I rise from the ashes of my laments
Wingspan the size of the amount of my tortured convictions
But then again the dream has to end
As smoke begins to fill my lungs
And the ashes begin to stain my legs
Carbon filled walls, so many locked doors
I wave goodbye, the dreamland
The wingspan shrinks as the size of a birds heart
Carefully coming back to the ice cold bed they made me to lay
I wish I knew better, next time, maybe
later
today?
The Consumption of Love
The consumption of love
it gets tiring
I’ve become obsessed with
trying
to make you love me
to make you see me
the need to be loved
not wanted, not desire
to be loved
not by anyone else
but you.
Albert
Reading the wise words of Albert
Eating clementines in the garden
His vision of the world, much like mine
90 years of no change
What a crime
In solitude as I am, he was
The world as he saw it
A gift to my own mind
Living in the land of the mysterious
Wonderland state of mind
Eyes bright like christmas lights
Tie to you by the sympathy of our hearts
Kindness, beauty and truth
A guiding light
Albert, I thank you for your unique mind.
Paper Thoughts
The paper does not judge
The paper does not seek
It absorbes the ink
It makes it travel through lines and lines of woodcuts
telling stories, truths, lies, myths of the holders mind
it won’t shrink at your tears
it won’t joke at your laugh
it won’t make you feel anything
it will just let you be right
your stories
your truth
your lies
it doesn’t know better
it doesn’t know worst
it’s just simply yours
no one will know
no one to show
the paper won’t judge a single word.
Look at me Mom, I’m big now
The best kind of growth is of the mind, of the spirit
The kind that shapes the heart, fuels the soul, and sets the imagination free
Not everyone will get there
Some stay as small as an ant
And as weak as a fallen, dried up leave
How to achieve the growth of the soul?
It’s a solo road
Connection is key, but too much can ruin it
Words, good ones
Mirror time, look right?
Religion
Beliefs systems
Morals
Weapons
Love
Friendship
Life
Eternally searching
Getting older, wrinkles, gray hair
Time
So much time
Patience
Disappointments
Life.
modus operandi
It’s all I do
I write
I write
I write
and I think too much
Musing in blue
Collecting dust in my cerebrum
no métier to rely on
folios fulfilling their tasks
notes app
ink stained fingers
Crystal clear water glass
Musing ceaselessly
A way of life.
Hey You!
Hey you!
Take a look at the moon
silver shine
soft light
Hey you!
Do you know who I am?
no one yet
will you get to know me right?
Can we talk about tomorrow, while we forget yesterday?
In the darkness of the hour
in the park, in the shed
Hey you!
I love you
Is all I been wanting to say.
It’s Time to Get Happy
Remember when you were young?
You prayed to shine just like the sun
But now, where does your mind lay?
Turning off for nothing
You try to rearrange it, but end up going insane
You change your hair and your smile
As it slowly fades away
A world burning outside your door
We all can feel the heat
The flames reaching you
But, you know you can’t contain yourself forever
Kaleidoscope eyes
Golden heart
Diamonds for teeth
Chocolate dripping from your hair
Honey scented
You walk through the snow with a beaming smile
Even when you’re smiling, we can hear your sights
Tired of trying
Looking at the weakness in the skies
A reflection of your heart
You keep on trying to break free
As the worms eat into your brain
And all you can say is “You got to go someday”
Months past
April
May
Now, July
How in God’s name did you survive?
That fragile Capricorn
The softness of your Cancer
Mistaken your kindness for weakness
As the snow that falls from the skies
Chill wind through your soul
Grown with curiosity
Watching as the skies get light
While writing your poetry
It’s time to get happy
Because nothing last forever
Only your love could ever
And with the “Slow, graceful flow of age”
Doing it for fun and for free
Peace in the quiet nights
No disturbance of silence
You are finally free.
“Nurture the Wounds” poetry album by Marlene. Out March 8th, 2024. On all streaming platforms.
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blaze
all i had, i used.
my strenght to light the flame of a candel in this hole of my heart.
all i had, i spent.
time crashes me angrily with bare knuckles and no sight of softness in it's eyes.
all i had, i gave.
good luck chewing from my bones
that's my treat for you,
thank u for devouring my sorry soul.
all i had, he takes.
when the forest is burning please bring a rose in the meantime,
the land is mine but i feel nothing belongs to me, it's all yours to take.
all my aching down him and back.
for LF.
yours truly, Vanessa.
August, 2023
