The walls vibrate to the beats of your heart.
Creating impenetrable barricades.
I cannot leave without playing my part.
Walking on the light stuck in your shade.

We are the fire that burn inside all lovers.
We are astronauts diving into the infinite.
Our love was made by the stars.
And written into the cosmos.

We are the inevitable consequence of time itself.
A perfect mixture of life and death.
Of paradise and hell.
We were designed to be who we are.
Because I am chaos and you are Infinite.

And when time crumble into itself.
We will be there to watch the end of everything.
That were, is and will be.
Because time is not for those that love.

I think that living is the understanding that everything is gonna be Ok, knowing that it won't.
Is the juice that keeps us going, the sweet song that you just can't remember the name.
The stupid drop of sauce that always spill on your shirt.The text that you write, but delete because of fear.
The butterfly that insist on flying inside every time that you smell the perfume that she used to put on.
But who I am saying? I am just another poet, another broken soul an unfinished song.

It is not happy, because it shouldn't be...
It is not sad, because it can't be...
It is just kind.
And your melody makes me cry.
But my heart does not fill sadness.
It fills with an uncontrollable necessity to kiss you.
Quarantine... I guess.

You close your eyes and you feel it.
The uncontrollable urge to do it.
Jump.
The undeniable necessity to go.
A feeling that no one show.
Jump.
You walk to the window without realize.
You look down to the ground and your mind fantasize.
Jump.
Your heart beats and the room disappear.
The drums start and even the gods can hear.
Jump.
Every second of your life the dark necessity is there.
To watch you sleep and make your life hard to bear.
Jump.
Every one has it but they are afraid of saying.
An underline thought that insist on staying
Jump....

I fell in love with a star.
And as sad as it sounds.
She still visits me every night.
To hold and kiss at the dying light.
To love and dream with no bounds.

Is it raining?
Or is just my eyes?
Is the ground Closer?
Or is just my face in it?
Is it all dull?
Or I am just broken?

I am lost but I know where to go.
I am sad but I am afraid to show.
I smile but I have tears to flow.
I loved but she stole my soul.

I am a wanderer of memories that are not mine.
Dreams of life that in my head are confined.
Pieces of our moments stuck to a silver line.
Broken parts of me like diamonds in the night.

I watch the moon when I cannot sleep.
Its light illuminates the dust from my bedsheets.
I should go back to my bed before I trip.
And now the moon is gone and no one will see me weep.

To live is to know that today is the last day of your life but understanding that it maybe for a slight possibilite not to be.

Let's Dive into Infinity.
And touch the foundations of paradise.
Let's Open the gates of Eternity.
And beyond Galaxies we shall rise.

I know is absurd.
But my soul is sore and my eyes are blurred.
I am tired of the fight.
Falling in deep space without any try.
One phrase after the other.
Rhyme after rhyme.
I live in hell and the rain make me cry.

We are fast.
Running towards the ledge.
Because there is only 90 Miles to infinity.
And eternity at last.

Tears of joy never made sense to me.
They never did.
Why do my eyes disobey my orders,
Creating salty water that blinds me?

What could I possibly witness,
What could bring me so much joy that my soul cries out,
That every hair on my body stands ready to fight,
That my legs tremble and my chest swells?

But in that moment, when I saw you coming down the stairs,
With sleepy eyes and ***** clothes,
It happened.
Like divine intervention,
A truly godly sensation,
I understood.

As if my soul longed for your scent,
As if my hands could never touch anything again,
As if my ears couldn't bear to hear anything but your voice,
As if my eyes didn’t care to see anything after seeing you.

A sign from the gods,
A beacon of hope,
A lighthouse at sea.
Life made sense to me.

Tears of joy never made sense to me,
But now they do.

You dragged me into deep waters
and made me lose interest in the light.
I'm addicted to your love
and you're dependent on mine.

It is about to happen.
The daily war of existence.
As the knights of the horizon.
Fight the demons of twilight.

There is a pain in my chest.
And I do not know why.
But the night is over now and I can rest.
Dream with my knights in the sky.

Doutora, como pode fazer isso comigo?
Me vejo sentindo dores que eu nunca senti.
Acho que é meu corpo gritando,
Com vontade de ver a ti.

Há livros sobre isso dos quais sei de cor,
Em bibliotecas espalhadas pelo mundo,
Ditando mistérios do amor.

Cascatas fluem de seu olhar cor do céu,
E estrelas brilham em seus cabelos lisos.
Galáxias são atraídas pelo seu sorriso,
E anjos se revezam para estar em sua presença.

Cada dia que passo sem te ver, acabo negociando com meus vícios.
Criando dívidas com Deus,
Cobrando milagres de lâmpadas mágicas,
E escrevendo poesias trágicas.

My Soul Cried
And the tears became poetry.
The day turned into night,
Yet I can still hear your melody.

In the memories we never lived,
I still dance with you.
In dreams we never had,
I still sleep next to you.

But your silence cuts me deep,
And I still wait for your messages—
Letters on a screen that don’t know me,
Written by people I’ve never seen.

I hear songs I believe you would love,
As if they truly meant something to me.
My ears can only hear your voice,
And now my eyes ache as all my poetry escapes.

I can't sleep, so I write.
I write about dreams I want to have,
I write about love that I want to feel,
About people who, like me, are not sad.

It's true, I'm not sad, depressed, or in pain,
Just tired, in love, and sane.
Too sane for my own good.
More lucid than I should.

I'm fighting demons that don't punch back,
Hiding smiles on an invisible map.
I miss smoking and drinking coffee at night.
Goodnight, people — I have to work at 9.

You caught me with your eyes
And trapped me with your arms.
I was intoxicated by your warmth,
Addicted to your smile.

I saw your pictures, and they sent me spiraling.
My mind is stuck in a loop of you...

I lost my rhyme,
My capacity to see rhythm,
Because all the art in the world pales in contrast to you.
All the sounds are dull in the background of your voice.

I'm going crazy in poems,
Depressed in tales,
Aching in dreams,
And anemic in art.

I was thinking about you,
And it kept me from sleeping.
I'm now tired and in love.

Each memory is like a shot of caffeine,
And every thought like a drag of nicotine.

It's the dependency on your smile,
My necessity for your smell,
My addiction to your eyes,
My heart in your fingertips.

I will die alone with words that don't rhyme,
In a poem that no one will read,
About a girl that I will never truly meet.

I saw God today
in the shadows of your hair.
I remember when I would not care
until that warm night in May.
I used to do crosswords on the bus,
but now I can only hold your hand.
Sleeping alone was no fuss,
but without you, now I'm a desert with no sand.

I'm tired of rhyming...
I want to explode.
I want to kiss you.
I want to look into your eyes like the stars look at me when I cry.
I want to beg for you to stay.
I want to feel like I'm falling every time my cellphone vibrates.
I want to get angry about how much I love you.
I used to want to die... but now I want to live.
I want to live to love you.
I want to write more poems that don't rhyme.
I want to sing songs that don't exist.
I want to imagine places that we will never go.
I Think love you.

Isso está apenas começando e estou com medo.
Medo de dizer a coisa errada, de falar demais ou de ir dormir muito cedo.
Minha ansiedade amiga que me corrompe desde criança .
Me faz questionar seu silêncio, e duvidar de minha esperança.

Eu me escondo em risadas e frases eloquentes
Quando meu único desejo é poder dizer que te amo abertamente.
Mas eu sei como se sente.
Eu sei que é um estrada de mão única, chama que só me esquenta, amor só com remetente.

Eu só queria com você cantar desafinado.
Deitar em silêncio sentido você ao meu lado.
Gostaria de parar sonhar e compartilhar memórias.
Sentir os seus lábios e ouvi-los contar nossas histórias.

Im in love...
As long as I dont tell her she will always smile
As long as she doens't know there will be no guilt
Because love sometimes is silence

I will suffer for her and even cry because of her
In the end is a battle of one side in which I will always lose.

You may look at me and say that this is not love is fear
And maybe you are right... I love her.

Dizem que a religião é individual,
mas eu vi Deus no seu olhar.
Experiência única, sagrada e transcendental.
Meu corpo, sem controle, cai de joelhos e começa a orar.

Olhos que foram sonhados desde a origem do mundo
e destinados pela criação do universo,
imagem e exemplo de cada poeta,
inspiração de todos os músicos,
apasiguador da mente inquieta,
musa de toda a arte,
estrela-guia de todo mártir.

Escrevendo esses versos, devo admitir:
estou cansando de métricas e regras seguir.
Abomino as correntes de AaBb BbAa,
pois poesia é da alma e de quem sabe amar.

Meu lápis só funciona se for para desenhar o seu rosto.
Meu celular só liga se for o seu número.
Minhas noites só têm sonhos se eles contêm você.
Minha poesia só funciona pensando em seu sorriso.

Você me desconectou da minha alma
E a fez de refém,
Guardando em suas palavras a calma
Que meu coração não vive sem.

Eu conhecia ritmos dos quais eu saía a cantar.
Depois de conhecer o seu sorriso, nenhuma é capaz de acompanhar.
Tenho escrito poemas para gastar essa paixão,
Mas, a cada verso que descrevo, caio mais fundo em sua mão.

I'm going crazy in this summer heat,
Like Icarus, I'm falling at your feet.
You made a believer in the afterlife,
Fifty years isn’t enough to witness your sight.
Making you laugh is my sin, my curse, my crime,
I'm now stuck on the curves of your lips when you say goodbye.

How can I love someone that I just met?
I feel like I could find you in a thousand worlds, in a hundred of my lives.
Can't you just see?
Your face was dreamed from the beginning of time,
In every muse of every poet,
In every inspiration of every singer,
The base of every art, the mirror of my soul... love of my life.

In every poem that I write
I call back to your eyes
Through the Glasses they look at me
Like neon lights on the street
I look, incapable of looking away
A single second under your ray
Cost me a lifetime of faith

You may never know How I feel about your eyes.
I would pray mercy on sight.
That would be end of me and my classes
Died of love for a girl with glasses

I spent a day without you,
And now I feel like a ******.
My eyes can't focus, and my hands are sweaty.
I'm hearing voices, but they don't belong to you.
I see shapes, but none take your form.

Maybe I need some time off
To remember how to see.
You are the flame, I am the moth,
Yet in my dreams, there is only you and me.

I made you laugh today,
And it brought me closer to God.
Your giggle got lost in the dark alleys of my mind,
Forever searching for an exit they’ll never find.

I could see your smile from a thousand yards away,
And it would still make me blush.
I could hear your voice echo from a thousand years in the past,
And I’d still smile.

My love haunts me like a cigarette searching for a mouth,
But I don’t smoke anymore.
I’ve been bitten by a new addiction...
Lover’s Nicotine.
Making you laugh makes me the happiest I’ve ever been.

Você matou a minha arte
e ofuscou a minha visão.
Consigo ver apenas os seus olhos,
penso só em pontos de exclamação.

Eu gosto do meu nome apenas quando dito pela sua boca
e perdi completamente minha coordenação.
Minha mão só me obedece para escrever sobre você,
pensando em você que descobri meu coração.

Vício do meu eu lírico,
ruminação da minha psique.
Escrever sobre você é meu dever cívico,
te amar é meu tique.

Eu acordei no meio da noite
E achei que tinha sonhado você,
Pois apenas nos prantos de Orfeu
Alguém assim poderia existir,
Capaz de, com sua inteireza, minha alma suprir.

Dizem que Deus escreve certo por linhas tortas,
E estou começando a acreditar.
Pois, nas curvas sem nexo da minha vida,
As estrelas me guiaram aos únicos olhos que eu poderia amar.