segunda-feira, 17 de agosto de 2009

Indescritível

Como o vento que levanta as folhas caídas ao chão
Aquele som a desperta, a faz viver novamente
É um canto, um canto que vem de parte alguma
Mas que está por todo lado, em cada partícula viva
E o canto vibra como notas musicais em seu corpo
E ela surge das sombras, surge sem ar
A brisa a leva cada vez mais alto
E cada tentativa inútil de inspirar aquele som,
Para que se espalhe por toda a extensão de seu corpo,
Faz com que seu coração vibre mais
Indescritível.
E a música se torna mais alta
E o sangue queima em suas orelhas
E arde em seu pescoço
E se não estivesse flutuando, desabaria por fraqueza nas pernas.
Seus olhos ardem também
Estão úmidos
E a pobre máquina em seu peito se esforça mais
Palpita mais
Anunciando o que ela mais quer ver chegar,
Sentir
Suas mãos dormentes encostam-se na pele quente
E o cheiro de mar, de vento, de estrelas se mistura ao sabor daquele som
Hesitação. Mais um suspiro
Ela fecha os olhos, não sabe por que
Não escuta mais a música, seu coração bate alto demais
O tempo pára
Não existe mais mundo além dela...
Além dele
Ela o beija.
A música explode em seus ouvidos,
É difícil respirar
Mas não importa.
Kelly Nery

sexta-feira, 7 de agosto de 2009

I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight - U2

Some music to excuse the last post.. hehe
Enjoy
She's a rainbow and she loves the peaceful life
Knows I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight
There's a part of me in the chaos that's quiet
And there's a part of you that wants me to riot
Everybody needs to cry or needs to spit
Every sweet tooth needs just a little hit
Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?
Oh, A change of heart comes slow
It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Do you believe me, or are you doubting
Oh We're gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight
Every generation gets a chance to change the world
Pity the nation that won't listen to your boys and girls
‘Cos the sweetest melody is the one we haven't heard
Is it true that perfect love drives out all fear?
The right to appear ridiculous is something I hold dear
Oh, but a change of heart comes slow
It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Listen for me, I'll be shouting
Oh,we're gonna make it all the way to the light
But you now I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight
Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone
Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone
It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Listen for me, I'll be shouting
Shouting to the darkness, squeezing out sparks of light

Outflow

I'm so confused. I think I've lost my inspiration, I don't know what to write... This last semester at college took every bit of strenght I had. But I still want to write something, it feels like I'm releasing the bad things. But what to say, what to do?
Well, first I'm really happy that 2009/1 has come to an end, it was a veery dark period. Also, now I'm 20 years old... I can't explain why, but I didn't enjoy my 19s... Actually I think I'm just too anxious for the future, haven't you ever felt that way?
I daydream too much, that's the problem... I dream about everything I want to be, and everything I want to do, but those same things are very unreal, they may never happen... but, of course, it is a maybe.
Gosh!!! This is really melancholic. You people are right, I think I am a depressive writer... hahaha
But continuing... my dilemma is that I dream too much, and nowadays, I'm dreaming about things too far away from the present. That's why I feel sad sometimes, 'cause normally all I want happens to come true, and I work a lot for those things to happen [don't go thinking that they fall from the sky..]. But my dreams can't become reallity now.
A post graduation, my trip to England, France and other countries, the best job...
All those things will not come quickly, will they?
Ok, now this text is getting really boring... please, forgive this "outflow" [I don't know if this is the correct word for desabafo.. ehhe]
That is it, now I don't want to write anymore, I'm starting to get angry [don't know why..]
sorry 'bout that all..
;*