A crown does not make someone a king.
The woman he loves and call his queen,
prays and stares from afar, for all the blood
and tears he will spill.
All the people he led and promised, craft a
crown for himself. No gold, no diamond
but pure silverlight.
All he survived and almost got him killed
made his spirit bend but never faltered,
for his wounds of honor are self inflicted.
Power did not corrupt him.
Well prepared to lure himself and pick a top.
Heart of a lion, a shrouded armor and a blooded crown,
he is the king...

Named and chosen by king.
Shallow manners, gentlefolk and crown jwelles
nothing mean.
Skin pale like the moon, a mellow sight with
compassion for her people,
a flaming heart for her loving king.
Queen she shall be named.
Stature of a lady and the steeliness of
a lioness.
War and discored with tears shall flood
her eyes, but her crown crystal light.

My greatest dream is to find someone which i and she will
love each other for a lifetime, forever..

My greatest fear is to lose those i love, not being with them,
protect them if it's needed. Bad things happen to good people
and not by choice it's not your fault, i was said once.
But a part of me inside screams at me "you were not there..."

It's easier to live trapped rather than live free, all formed in
a narcissism illusion.

I am lost alone, i've stood in the very edge,
i've looked into the abyss and if i'd taken
one more step i would have fallen.
No matter how far i go she is
always there, like a devious dance between
me and her, we won't go down.
Nothing else to settle all clear like a beautiful
light, the light of her eyes.
Green eyes that always looked my own
speaking of something that is lost
like dream i can not remember.

It's weird what happens when you fall in love.
From the very first moment your heart tells you
that you do not have a choice...
It's unbearable to get into a relationship with the right person
at the wrong moment. I think that maybe the right person at the
wrong moment is simply the wrong person.
Like a drop lost in dirt while there's an ocean
covering the earth.
People lose once and it's calvary for them, but they have no idea
losing every single time it's surely a distress.

Here i am again, at the same point.
Quit everything, faith to mankind
cause most are weak in spirit, they lie,
destroy and disappoint.
But when i reach the edge of my limits,
i remember that they also give, sing and
dance and they do not give up.
So glad do be one of them...

I slept and dreamed
not fields and forests
but darkness and bliss
angony consuming.

I walked a path, all so dark.
A black wolf appears with
old cold blue eyes.
It dragged me in darkness
with invincible might.

It growled and howl
like none of its kind.
I woke up in fear
the pain from its claws
was real.

A glass of wine, a kiss to my lips and your look in my eyes...
A tight hug and your look in my eyes...
Your caress, your touch, your love and your look always in mine...

Your gently hands become mine, your warm heart becomes mine.
Your smile and kiss unconditionally given.
It is your love not mine...

It is said that we are a pile of lies
and that's why we live alone.
A lie may hurt us but even more
the feeling we do not deserve the truth,
but in the end what if our value
is measured by the lies we are
dealing with. Cause lies create big
questions at the truth we speak.

They think power is everything and all they ask is...
Why not? Why you still deny it?
Because i choose, free will.
Life is not about control it's about choice.
We are meant to help, to love, to guide, nothing more...
Because some of us know so more than you being human.
I felt the things you felt and there's so much more you haven't.
You think you are free but you are not.
I believe in mankind but i hate what it may become, like you...
You may call yourselves gods, but all you are it's hollow bodies.
No soul, no consciousness, no beliefs...
Because you live your entire lives without the slightest notion
of meaning in this world.
What you call normality i call fallacy.
What you call stability i call a constract of your own fantasy.
Because there are some who see through that,
they see the truth...

A fire always keeps on burning. Why are you cold in despair?
Your thoughts gone bad i see it in your eyes.
You can run,
you can hide,
but where will you go?
A light so bright called truth fighting the ill intentions of this world.
Why you try to hide in shadows when there is no place this light
does not illuminate.
A strong rock like a boulder founding the earth.
What are you trying to sake?
You took your chances and yet you choose this road.
Tide waves crashing your soulless body.
How will you swim back at top?
Nothing is going to change no matter what you do,
for hollow and fake you can not escape.
Truth, honesty and promises all these you left behind
and you will not escape.
The sun, the moon, the truth can not stay long hidden.
Ancient scary as it sounds, yes you should be terrified.

Everytime i wake up i do
nothing else but to think of you
and now we are separated
i do not know how my heart beats
i do not know how the day breaks in me.

If there is something that made me yours
that's your persistence, your eyes, your voice.
If you just knew the endurance your strength
gave me when you said all we'll be alright
and i heard your voice, you singing in my soul.

Secrets, small statues of glass well kept in hidden lockers for they are so easy to break. Secrets that are kept from others cause we are afraid that they will change their minds for us, or we will hurt them.
The reallity is that secrets hurt more than the truth we try to hide beneath them, but the greatest mistake is that we think we'll make our lives better keeping them well guarded.
People make the separation truth or courage when there is no difference. You need courage to speak the truth but even more to hear and accept it.
So truth or lie, light or darkness. It's so discouraging to know that mankind in such dilemma has a proclivity to choose the most self destructive option.
Like the fish in the water we are, swimming between nets. Other visible and other not. We can get trapped in them but not for a lifetime, cause we insist to forget that we weave them and unlike fish we could break loose whenever we want.