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Oct 2019 · 197
Metalinguagem
Mar Oct 2019
“Se você quer ser um escritor, continue escrevendo”

Encaro em minha frente a folha em branco
canto a canto,
escrevo
porque escrevo?
poesia
retrato minha dor
agonia
e percebo que não mais sei escrever.
eu paro, penso, olho, busco
inspiração
em vão
não sinto mais prazer na escrita
e me irrita; quando desaprendi a escrever?
terrível é a dor do poeta
que sofre ao perceber
o modo como desaprendeu a ver
inspiração no mundo
e ele que não sabes ser nada mais que poeta
nada mais que escrever sobre sua dor
não sofre mais pela vida, pela morte, pelo amor
não sente mais agonia, alegria; caiu na apatia
e a poesia?
desaprendeu…
e o que lhe resta escrever?
metalinguagem…
Sep 2019 · 172
Metrópole
Mar Sep 2019
Esses dias tua beleza
Se iguala a daquelas noites movimentadas em cidades urbanas.

Seus pensamentos, barulhentos
São como um farfalhar de folhas a meia noite numa ruela vazia.

Teu olhar tem aquele contraste perfeito
Luz artificial adentrando a escuridão profunda.

Seus dedos tamborilando no ar ao som da nossa respiração no ar gélido da madrugada

Nosso silêncio cai como uma oração sob o centro dessa metrópole.

Nascemos em meio a carros e prédios.
E pessoas ocupadas, andando apressadas, que veem e não enxergam e não tem tempo para amar.

Cercados de cultura e arte
Só se preocupam: “onde estavam Vênus ou Marte?”
Para definir falta de empatia como personalidade.

E nós em meio a isso.
Contaminados com a falta de sorrisos.
Andamos olhando para cima
Porque há muita coisa para ver

E nesse andar distraído
O tempo passa rápido, despercebido
Desaprendemos a viver

Ocupados com a falta de empatia
Esquecemos que não só choro; Há alegria
E, quanta hipocrisia!
Ficamos sem tempo para amar.
2017.
Sep 2018 · 218
Invisible self
Mar Sep 2018
My invisible self loves the afternoon
The colorful sky, the smell of sea
The feeling of a love coming
A good song
Has dreams
Do not want to have your feet on the ground.
Your head is in the clouds
Falls in love with the darkness
Break free when dancing
Loves fiction
Smells like books
And is happy
And when my skin shivered
Oh,i know
I’m on ecstasy.
I entered on my one
In my invisible self
Sep 2018 · 352
Feel the same
Mar Sep 2018
I don’t miss you
I don’t need you
I don’t hate you
and I don’t want you back.

I don’t talk to you
I don’t write for you
I don’t think in you
and I don’t even care about you.

I don’t fell in love with you
I don’t destroyed your sanity
I don’t forgive you
and I didn’t say the worst things about you.

I’m not angry at you
I’m not saying it’s all your fault
But I’m so better without you
And I wish you feel the same.

I don’t wanna you miss me
I don’t wanna you need me
I don’t wanna you hate me
and I don’t wanna you want me back.
Published in @OneMudBlood Tumblr in April,2018.
Jan 2018 · 1.4k
Need someone to numb my pain
Mar Jan 2018
̶N̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶̶n̶u̶m̶b ̶m̶y̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶n̶.

Or maybe I don’t need someone
Maybe I just need myself
to keep my head above water
to keep my healthy mind.
I write clichés
But that’s how I feel
This happens to many people?
Why then I feel so alone?
Maybe I’m as equal to all
Thinking that my problems are greater than all.
I am a dramatic girl.
Yes, I am.
Maybe I need help
But I do not want help
Maybe I am depressed
but I do not want to be depressive
maybe my sanity has gone
before finish this poem
Yes, she’s gone
yes, in the second stanza
Posted on Tumblr OneMudBlood  in 2016.10.26
Jan 2018 · 1.9k
Shadow&Me
Mar Jan 2018
I Have a shadow who controls me since I was 13.

My shadow, well, she’s come to me when everything is fine and send everyone around me to go away.

I say “shadow, there’s is room for everyone” but I know, she does not want to share me with anyone

My shadow is so jealous!

My friends can’t see the shadow around me so when she pushes them away, they will.

My family can’t see the shadow around me so when I was sad they want to know why.

“It's her! the shadow!” I won't say, but shadow comes behind me and shut me up.

Sometimes I want to see something behind her but, my shadow is so dark and I lost my flashlight.

And when someone says “you’re not alone” well, my shadow cover my ears and stop me from listening.

And when they ask me why I’m alone, I’m not alone, I’m with my shadow!

I tried to fight with my shadow but I’m small, and my shadow is so big!

I learned to live together with the shadow without seeing, without listening, without speaking and I fight with her every day ‘cause shadow’s  does not know that I can write.

But there are still days when I’m so tired that it’s easier to let it win

C’mon c’mon, come, I’ve been waiting for you.

But one day the doors will be closed to you and I will not be able to hear you call my name because my friends have always been noise.
Posted on Tumblr OneMudBlood in September 2017.
Dec 2017 · 291
Saying goodbye for her
Mar Dec 2017
Mother,
Forgive me
But I’m not happy.
I cry lots everyday
and I thought in the death
in the day i was born.

Mother,
Forgive me
But i not have proud who i am
I never asked to live
and i don’t feels nothing besides sadness.

Mother,
Forgive me
But can’t try anymore
i’m tired and i
i want close my eyes
and stop all the pain

Mother,
Forgive me
But i don’t remember when i was happy.
I look this old picture
The child smiling at the camera
and is not me!

Mother,
Forgive me
But I hurt you and i will hurt you anymore!
I never went the greatest daughter
and never i can be.

Mother,
Forgive me
But god can’t save me
i just will find the peace i want
In the death!

Mother, forgive me!
But i have to go!
Is not your fault.
You can understand me?
Please, have mercy!

Mother, i’m sorry!
Please, don’t cry for me
I don’t deserve your tears.
I will stay good
I swear, i will stay good, mother.

— The End —