The light of lies

Now I realise. It is not the pain that makes the poet, but the incapacity to deal with it.   Now I know, worse are not the fallen tears, but the ones we didn’t shed, that can’t be shed. Bitter are not the words, but the love that can’t be expressed.   Our sayings aren’t…Read more The light of lies


Calm down my own self

Calm down oh my own self, that stirs his mind for feeling too much, or you’ll lose all you have in madness with no end. Calm yourself oh my own self, that dares act in sincere ways in a world of lies, or you’ll waste the shortage of your days. Calm oh self that is…Read more Calm down my own self

Helena- Delta (poem)

'' As you ask pleads of a gentle voice waving eyes so loved, hands that want to care for. To show myself, oh, so broken and torn; a throne of thorns moving gracelessly hurting nothing but its own. Trembling dependence, sure seen decadence screams of need, anxiousness for your soft presence.   By Júlio C.…Read more Helena- Delta (poem)