html> Estafardanas: fevereiro 2006

sexta-feira, fevereiro 24

 

Impression soleil levant de Claude Monet


segunda-feira, fevereiro 13

 

The crimson tide

The world was enshrouded in a mystic cocoon
Phasing in and out of imagination
Into the black sea, where under the moon
The carcase of a dolphin laid in suffocation

Trapped in a steel net forged in Hephaestus cave
He had lost his will to live, all hope of salvation
And when the harpoon unleashed the blood sensation
No one challenged death for the dolphin to save…

I can still hear the screams rooting for the theft
Of life. The angry fishing boats come to meet
Its new prey disguised in angelic light;

Now, a trail of blood on the water is all that is left:
All that was pure and cheerful and sweet
Is being towed away in the fading night…

Mário Gabriel

 

Obsession

A way of being dead inside
Whilst pretending to embrace life,
Always looking straight ahead
When beauty is growing sideways
Beyond the roads, on a green meadow
That’s infinite in nature…

Mário Gabriel

 

Decadence

You thought you were the best
So much wiser than the rest:
God's gift of finance to the common man
With your Armani suits and oily Summer tan,
Moving swiftly through the senseless crowd
Waving your pride and singing it out loud!

You thought you had everything going
As the money kept on flowing
The market was skyrocketing everywhere
And you always had your share
Even on a cold and gloomy night,
You star was always shining bright!

But, guess what, life's cruel, you know?
Somebody cancelled you show
And you were left to linger,
Twisted round by everyone's finger...

You lived in Heaven, yet now you're in Hell
Looking at you today, no one would tell
That you had a palace in golden blocks
And more than twenty millions worth in stocks
Friends you thought real in thin air did vanish
When the sky collapsed and brought about your blemish...

You can still see the black dice rolling on the table...
They promised a lucky seven, but it was all a fable
When they finally stopped, snake eyes gave you a glance
And you knew you had just wasted your final chance
In a single heartbeat, the house won it all,
Leaving you speechless, ready for the fall...

Yes, life is cruel I know
But you alone cancelled your show
And now you sob and linger
Twisted round by everyone's finger...

Mário Gabriel

 

The Heart

Thou art Father, Thou art Mother
Thou art all in the void of Nothingness,
Shining amidst the shadows of men...

Through the night, on ebbing dreams,
Thy voice, in a single utter,
Shatters the chaos of my soul,
Converting it into a spiral of living love.

When the Mesmerizing Sameness
That wreaks havoc free thought returns to me,
Thou art there, watching and waiting…

I love Thee in my ignorance,
I love Thee in a promise of hope
And on the meanings of a silent scream...

Thou art The Heart
And each palpitation of Thee
Blows me back to life… again!


Mário Gabriel

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