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Rodrigo Borges Oct 2017
Sentenced to Solitude,
I ask the Gods why.
I am somewhat humble,
Or at least I try.
But no love has come my way.

Those of fast flames, burning sins,
They do not satisfy me.
It's not lust that I look for,
But love pure, graciously.
The sweet caress of soft a hand.

Alone in this room I stood
Fallen in despair of all to have.
Alas, no fair maiden did love me,
I am dying of love unfed.
Reduced to crumbles, grasping the bed.
I'm feeling unlovable.
Rodrigo Borges Jun 2017
Rest my sweetheart,
Yours truly will hold no grudge
Nor hold your mistakes against you.
Rest now in the night.
I who will dream of you,
Not dreaming with you,
Will keep on loving,
Having no regrets.

I feel no shame
Can't control my soul,
Forever blessed
For knowing you.
Never will I forget those eyes.
Nor a single tear I shed,
But keeping my smile
For the love I never had,
And dying was worth the living.

It will be on you,
The weight will land on,
Later will come regret,
Darling I assure you,
For knowing me
Might've been the world.

Dreams were molded
Only to fade
Burning to ashes
Returning to the world
Forever and always,
Love and laughter
On the eternal circle
Never dying,
Becoming something else.
Still Heartbroken...
Rodrigo Borges Jun 2017
Softly surrender to defeat,
Laying your dreams bare
To be swallowed by nightmares
Forsaken and bleak.
Rodrigo Borges Jun 2017
It has been so, my fair madden,
That I must let you go.
In secret bewilderment
Say you "fare the well".
I must fight your spell.
Fallen too deep
Out of proportion,
Re-arranging my thoughts
Younder lost, unredeemed.
Outlinning the reasons to feel this way,
Unanswered, the feeling remains astray.

Bella, two faced, Madonna
Enchanting my heart so,
Agony you devised from the start.
To plunder my heart,
Robbing soft spoken words,
Irregarded my soul.
Zero to one, darling, I must withstand.
Rodrigo Borges Jun 2017
Leave me floating
On the endless stream of lies.
Broken, walking the night
Between branches and stars,
Closer to you than your skin
But it was just a dream.

Alternative state of mind,
In distorted reality, a haze.
Save me narcotics,
Dull the senses,
Open the eyes.
Color the soul heartbreak blackened.
Rodrigo Borges Jun 2017
The sky is blue.
The green branches in disguise.
I search, I persue.
For those romantic eyes.
Who are these strange souls,
Surrendering to desire?

The little details
Unleash my soul,
My mind adrift
While others sail.
Arrive at last
When hope still grows.
Rodrigo Borges Jun 2017
My senses bring me my Reality.
My thoughts and opinions define me.
My feelings present me my fidelity,
My imagination is what makes me see.
Now!    Where or what is the real truth?
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