domingo, 24 de janeiro de 2021

Sailing the Atlantic Ocean


Damn, how it's cold,
The moon is awake
Watching every step, 
Every mistake.

The dasling moonlight
breaths trought the waves.
The ocean is calling
and you have to be brave!

Is the sound of the warriors
Aand their spirits true shine.
May your passage be clear, 
They make sure you'll be fine. 

No mermaid will take
Your body and soul.
No storm will make
On that heard a hole.

Cause you know on the shore
I'll be waiting for you
And I'll pray to the Gods
That our wishes come true.

I'm sure you'll feel alone
But remember the star!
And search om your heart...
I am never too far.

28 - Dec - 2020

The Wings Grow Slowly


 It was given to me
A box full of seeds.
They were stars on their heaven, 
They had their own needs.

So I plant them on earth
With my heart full of joy.
Tomorrow I'll have something
No one can destroy...

The roots start to grow, 
I was expecting a plant.
But against all odds
I got my own dreamland:

What came out of the earth
Was a beautiful feather!
I god myself a bird
And could not ask for better.

But the wings grow slowly, 
That's the beauty of birth.
So, everyday I'll take care
Of this magical earth.

28 - Oct - 2020

One Star


Many times I wondered
What my purpose could be,
Wandering, surrounded
But alone and not free.

I was stuck on the depths
Of an ocean of wars
Without taking steps.
Just me... and the stars.

I realized then
That one comes to me. 
I take my first breath
When that one I see.

Now my purpose is clear.
Is to give and to love
Cause I found on this star
All the dreams from above!

Now I embrace this journey
Without swords and a shield
Cause, if I ever need one
I'll hide naked in a cornfield.

This is not a love poem
Or other cliché common thing.
Is to remind you the importance
That this journey may bring.
And if we separate for some reason...
Stop, read this and sing.

28 - Set - 2020