José – Carlos Drummond de Andrade

  José E agora, José?A festa acabou,a luz apagou,o povo sumiu,a noite esfriou,e agora, José?e agora, você?você que é sem nome,que zomba dos outros,você que faz versos,que ama, protesta?e agora, José? Está sem mulher,está sem discurso,está sem carinho,já não pode beber,já não pode fumar,cuspir já não pode,a noite esfriou,o dia não veio,o bonde não veio,o riso não veio,não veio a utopiae tudo acaboue tudo fugiue tudo mofou,e agora, José? E agora, José?Sua doce palavra,seu instante de febre,sua gula e jejum,sua biblioteca,sua lavra de ouro,seu terno de vidro,sua incoerência,seu ódio – e agora? Com a chave na mãoquer abrir a porta,não … Continue reading José – Carlos Drummond de Andrade

Wishing (Reply)

Wish I had been there for that crucial second-minute moment Wish I had been there for the hardest moment of all Wish I had been there  for every second of pain And for every hopeless feeling you gained Wish I had been able to let you know How much I suffered and wept For knowing you were in great despair I wasn’t there and that’s just not fair! Wish you knew I blame myself For not being close When a sincere embrace Was what you needed the most My apologies, dear Mate. Continue reading Wishing (Reply)

The Presence of Love

    The Presence of Love – Samuel Taylor Coleridge     And in Life’s noisiest hour,There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,The heart’s Self-solace and soliloquy. You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;And to the leading Love-throb in the HeartThro’ all my Being, thro’ my pulse’s beat;You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer EveOn rippling Stream, or cloud-reflecting Lake. And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you.     ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~     HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! Continue reading The Presence of Love

Why Does She Weep

Why Does She Weep – D.H. Lawrence Hush then why do you cry? It’s you and me the same as before. If you hear a rustle it’s only a rabbit gone back to his hole in a bustle. If something stirs in the branches overhead, it will be a squirrel moving uneasily, disturbed by the stress of our loving. Why should you cry then? Are you afraid of God in the dark? I’m not afraid of God. Let him come forth. If he is hiding in the cover let him come forth. Now in the cool of the day it is … Continue reading Why Does She Weep

Waiting for my turn

I’m not an NX Zero fan but I like these lyrics. 🙂           Espero a Minha Vez Nx Zero Se o medo e a cobrança, tiram minha esperança,Tento me lembrar, de tudo que vivi,E o que tem por dentro, ninguém pode roubar. Descanso agora, pois os dias ruins, todo mundo tem,Já jurei pra mim, não desanimar.E não ter mais pressa, pois sei que o mundo vai girar,O mundo vai girar, eu espero a minha vez. O suor e o cansaço fazem parte dos meus passos,O que nunca esqueci é de onde vim,E o que tem por … Continue reading Waiting for my turn


                 Last night was stormy. The sky came tumbling down on me and I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. I got scared because I like wind but I’m not very fond of heavy rain. And that fucking rain wouldn’t stop! My first reaction was running away. However, as I looked around, I realised there was no place to hide. Nevertheless, I knew facing a storm has never been something clever, so I sat down by the wall and waited. I waited for the weather to be calm again and it took a while. I thought that rain would never end for … Continue reading Storm