Soul

Soul
In My life There is a course
In This course There is a bridge
In the bridge there is a hole
Inside this hole was too dark
And in the middle of darkness somebody crying
This one was My soul
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# Posted on Thursday, 25 January 2007 at 11:22 AM
Edited on Tuesday, 06 May 2008 at 10:01 AM

The Phoenix bird

The Phoenix bird
He's born from the depth of the ashe
Between the heat of the myth
I saw his tears running under his eyes
Wearing a feathers burning his body
I approached from him carefully
But he flew
To the dark sea
I saw a flames in his tail
And the tears falling into the earth
Giving life and death
And lighting the sky with his lighty corp
I envey him for all thing he had
And he envey Me because I live once
That the pain of life eternal
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# Posted on Tuesday, 20 March 2007 at 9:17 AM
Edited on Tuesday, 06 May 2008 at 10:05 AM

Imaginary

Imaginary
My spirit was lost in the kingdom of painful
Every thing happened for a reason
Except to me it's happening without ones
I wanna fly away but My wings was broken
My blind eyes saw my darkened way
My body swim on a melancholic sea
I feel the hot breaths of sadness in My lung
Hopeless teach My mind them wisdom
My soul begged to my body to free it
But he refuse
He wanna keep'it because he's in love with her
And he know he's mortal but she's not
My soul begged me to let her leave the world in silence
leaving him in peace
to the everlasting
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# Posted on Tuesday, 20 March 2007 at 9:37 AM
Edited on Tuesday, 06 May 2008 at 10:10 AM

Learn to give up

Learn to give up
I'm so tired to been here
I wanna take a sleep
In my bed
in my grave
Just I need to try to relax
Try to feel try to think that I was alive
There's thing that could not be
There's moment when we need to give-up
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# Posted on Sunday, 15 April 2007 at 1:57 PM
Edited on Tuesday, 06 May 2008 at 10:17 AM

Masochism

Masochism
In a forgotten corner
somewhere where the dusk meet the dawn
around an oval table
he setting reading his hand
crying with a high voice That deaf ears
and his wings was broken
a wing without feather
and he put his blue scarf
running away from him self
to his other one


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# Posted on Wednesday, 25 April 2007 at 8:48 AM
Edited on Sunday, 25 May 2008 at 9:00 PM