tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4057651123147629642024-02-08T04:53:49.714-08:00O Navio FantasmaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405765112314762964.post-51307401392161237702010-07-06T07:29:00.000-07:002010-07-06T07:32:00.925-07:00As I am walking in the street, I freeze.<br />The sun brings me the future...<br />The present makes me a mad creature,<br />And the past is my disease!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405765112314762964.post-2266906865289845652010-07-06T07:26:00.000-07:002010-07-06T07:29:00.021-07:00BestasMuitos homens sonham fazer, <br />Olham para os seus sonhos...<br />Não entendem que olham,<br />Quietos, olham para eles mesmos!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405765112314762964.post-52663568274995046932010-07-06T07:10:00.000-07:002010-07-06T07:26:17.234-07:00A Friday`s MiseryThe moon seems quite sad,<br />She lives in that freezing darkness...<br />But I would be glad<br />Entering that world of happiness!<br /><br />My soul is in a bottle of gold.<br />Like in poker, now I can quit,<br />Bet , raise or just fold...<br />Now I´ll raise a bit.<br /><br />I have the lips of poverty,<br />And I have become a poor of soul<br />Living forever in some miserable thoughts.<br /><br />I dream : My soul is in a bottle of gold,<br />Which is being continuously broken!<br />I am blind but I must love some Midas.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405765112314762964.post-84698349418432609432010-01-14T09:20:00.000-08:002010-01-14T09:23:16.715-08:00Desintegração da MemóriaO Tempo destrói tudo,<br />Destrói a vida,<br />Destrói o mundo.<br />Alma fica esquecida<br /><br />Do que já viveu,<br />E o que a fez esquecer?<br />O meu tempo já morreu<br />Sem despedir-se ou agradecer.<br /><br />Tempo é infinito,<br />Dura a eternidade.<br />Tudo o que existiu é morto,<br />Tudo o que já foi Bom é agora Maldade!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405765112314762964.post-1028541636745894012010-01-02T12:18:00.000-08:002010-01-02T12:22:14.094-08:00SociáveisAs sociáveis são a sociedade.<br />São meros seres, de pouca importância,<br />Mergulhadas na ostentação e jactância,<br />Precursoras da minha ansiedade!<br /><br />Volumoso, meu coração brilhante,<br />Espera pelas cheias de raça.<br />Ansioso sonho na praça,<br />A minha falta de amor abundante!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405765112314762964.post-1936073147557024902010-01-01T16:11:00.001-08:002011-12-04T08:56:49.676-08:00Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0