Have i become rougher?
You try to see me trough the edges and cracks
Have i become uglier?
You look for perfection and no abomination
Have i become needier?
Sorry for not having an easy living

longínquos os tempos de ouro e prata
por cada cara e coroa que passa
é mais uma mão cheia de nada

Puzzle Descontinuado

Contemplativo permaneço inquieto
sob o reflexo de falsas intenções
musica o escape predilecto
para todas as perturbações

Pontos de quebra de uma verdade invariável,
de todos os passados esquecidos
restringem apenas a mentira descurável
e dissolvem os sonhos comprometidos.

Como descrever aquilo que não sei escrever,
uma fluência oca, de conteúdo impermeável
sobre tudo o que posso vir a perder
sob este tecto implacável.

De pretensões e palavrões faço tinta
que vai escorrendo, em mim em ti em todos,
por vezes de origem similar noutras distinta
purificação para nos tornar cómodos.

The Book

Doubtful cover, confusing index
I haste embodying the lines,
unplugged, reality declines
solitude rushes by reflex.

Of white letters on black paper
the contents spill like a faucet
incessant on flowing off the creator,
rebelling feelings and a dry gullet.

A craving like a need of some sort,
exasperation with no solution or resort
thus i become haunted and daunted
by this companion of trust and illusion,
being wings to antagonize my persecution.

Sleepy Tempest Head

Weightless, I feel like an hawk
doubt clouds my judgement
as I try using my wing amok
leaving nothing but resentment.
My job is math, charts and data
while dormant, my soul rampages
so! oh so drowsy, so i state that
I'm always drunk on thunders & blazes.

Olá

1,2,3 tudo começou com um olhar
3,2,1 esta privação em te tocar,
4,  elementos nos fizeram permutar
5, são os sentidos que em mim fizeste atear
Todos estes foram os momentos
em que me fizeste acreditar.

Infinity

From birth we question from a to z
never to find answers, in lost infinity.

We feel lost, in hopes to be found
praying for the day of our resolve
we cry without a sound
in this dull infinity that doesn't evolve
.......

Itami o kyoyu suru

I slip from shadow and dark
by grinning and sour features
from all imagination i still bark
at all these twisted actors.

Parallels, meant to never touch
our fate dictates as such
discontent in our embracing comfort
thoughts of change are our concert
of voices so inert!


Scribbled on the inside of my head,
On the corner of my eyes a shred,
Words of never existing beginnings,
and piece made of these loose feelings

i dont like tittles they feel like labells

We live! if not for ourselves, for those who deserve so!
We cry! Because there is pain, cause nothing is eternal or perfect!
We laugh! Amidst all we always find reasons to laugh!
We walk! Not by having legs, but by having Will!
We seek and love ! For we were made incomplete in the womb!
These are thoughts and opinions, that like others are in need of a voice!
My faith! Is regarding others as much as myself, assessing emotional higher than material and respecting everything from stone to stoner.

Questions of contrast, should matter not  to differentiate but to value!

Meaning

Woman please become my canvas.
I'll paint you with love and radiance,
suck up your pain and darkness
in return I ask your tolerance,
for time to grow, as I am faithless
so becoming for each other, our significance

Vanity

So what if i dont give a fuck
i just care for beach and rock
go to hell with your shame
i want someone who's not in for fame

Persona non grata

Be not afraid of who you are
although I'm no quasimodo
let them stray, watch from afar
has patience makes my motto.
I have grown tired and weary
of these faceless crowds
instead of following falsity
ill keep my self in the clouds.

huMAN

Fire inside!

Now i am ready for delight
craving for a lick and a bite
seeing your seductive gaze
sets my libido ablaze,
come on over, come to me
ill make u laugh and make u scream
ready for your blaspheme
ill throw to a mad frenzy,
U are spice, the fire inside!
drenched in twisted sweat
like stars about to collide
we are a fcking duet

Do svidaniya

whilst smoking my cigarette

I hold my head and tears

scratch my eyes, blinding me of my fears

I have no truth or home I have nothing left

trying to live and forget, redemption!
lifeless, I care not, becoming dull
for a shallow minded surrounding,

always a bum and thief for my own soul,
I neglect having my heart pounding
I dwell as pestilence without intention

The Savage

Condemned to walk in these baron lands
made with dresses and suits, lust and luxury
where truth nor honesty stands
vanity pride and envy are law decree.

The quiet and bashful are hunted down
even humans are endangered species
control over the masses dictates this breakdown
to be caged and handled like monkeys.


Escapees fled between raindrops
they are neither one or the other
named after nature, the savage
they lurk the dark on the rooftops
seeking salvage, using body armor
we are side effects in need of breakage.