Mystical dreaming

Mystical dream
between oceans and starry universes,
empty words to confine,
real emotions, feelings of death,
that gravitate into hearts of metal.
Where the eye can see,
the sound of love will call,
gravitational defrost now tired of men
in the mystic dream of a will ...
Of a not be what the mirror shows.
The sweet dream accompanies this strange feeling of flight,
is falling,
balances tightrope walkers in the balance between stars and depths,
where now the love is only the end ...
Of a principle denied,
by those who are carriers of the heart of metal;
hanging on to this hope of games off the evil of a living
and a fate avoided
for fear of belonging to the merger of two souls,
hemispheres of their dance in these abstract
love you tomorrow and create the real universe,
between the mystic dream of a man who no longer knows how to recognize
what life
always told him.

solitary thought

Sneak in existing,
remains the memory of her
popular over time,
wound in the soul.

Solitary thought,
remember that story that tells the time,
thou man master of your destiny, your destiny only servant,
remember now, but rememberest instantly
selfishness of the flesh of the heart that are base requirements.

Easy to tell,
the loneliness that deceives, consolation forced exile of truth.
She injured woman then living in your heart,
space of the idyll,
enclosed space now.

You want to know,
in your recall
her life today;
but you're just a memory of an accomplice.

Now the lonely thought,
is the shadow of that sun that does not look much,
The Big Chill does not pass the hill of flowers at that time,
but only in the mind, visions and admissions know now.

Your awakening is the love that is missing now
want the warmth and look back in time,
who opened her heart in you.
The cold is alive in you,
admit the error of the mirror,
admit everything and everything will change.

It 's time to close the memory,
what good is a past
... what's the point.

In the past you want to sail,
tremble and enjoy,
in this imaginary world, now is the time to change,
only what you can do.

What was there left,
what you can do is your present forever,
and love will be your reality simply.

Solitary thought,
voice of conscience which raises man,
listening time,
to give the only true answer.

Beyond the shore

barefoot,
walk on the catwalk of life,
waiting for the boat,
you ....

The fog surrounding the lake,
harmful thoughts,
trembling steps,
The face is drooping.

Life
in its change,
Boats ranging from wind and memories,
You look and see,
beyond the shore, but for now ...

Yearn for love,
longs life,
do not fear the fog,
unknown that paradise will be easy.

By now the sunlight,
lights up the shore,
tremors subside heat arrival.

Now you're back,
the past is far away,
horizons to encroach,
what life will give you.

The soul is free,
in your present
beyond the banks end up ....

The theater of emotions

The body vibrates, in reciting the poetry of love, strong voice, then sweet and melodious.
The actress plays the hate in prose, emphasis in the air, the silence is interrupted only by his voice, verse and movements, to interpret the heartbreaking tale of love at the end.
Steps, one after another, then fall to the ground, the silence in the room .... Love, joy and torture of the chains that bind to one that now is only the end, the words of the verse to swell hearts, tears in reviving, imagination, emotion-. Aspects of life that art can seize life, sets of concentric rings together, including drama and poetry, idyllic atmosphere to penetrate the spectators in disbelief. The theater of emotions always starts with warm hearts.
Second verse, full and vigorous, broken love that woman, and between screams and falls to the ground, now rising on the back straight, feminine dignity, the dignity of the strength of a woman who walks straight and never turn back - Forget the 'spell of what he did blossoming rose, red, like love, the sun dazzles the eyes of that man a liar, petty and small now, walk him and do not turn your words or looks, his gestures, his emptiness is - The public, rock, and unbelieving, play on words and gestures, silence, then applause ..
The theater of emotions, singing the last verse. The woman now standing in the red as her dress, daisies in hand, spinning off the petals, the flower smells, then stops, looks up and smiles, the infinite - the forgiveness of your delusion, door signs, such as flowers truncated sharp scissors, stop the life, I insult with laughter, petal loves me he loves me or not, the game is like life, then everything ends ricomiciar - Standing all, to the applause, the comedians, poets , art lovers who have donated real moments.
The theater of emotions, thank you and the curtain falls, until the next evening, between magic and disicanto, poems and deeds unions.
Art that shows the emotion that lives in us and wants to blow up ...

The pine forest on the sea

Pungent odor,
pine resin,
Facing the sea,
enchantment of autumn.

The sun,
still warm
do not let the summer,
height of its heat,
traits of his memory heat the air.

The green surround,
I watch the sea,
silence
atmosphere of colors.

The pine forest on the sea,
corner of the wonder of a day of many,
Nature is my scenario to capture,
the indescribable emotion.

Explosion of the whole,
between fantasy and emotions,
donate indelible memories in me that does not fade in the future.

The pine forest on the sea,
freedom of being in what I see.

I'll make love

I'll make love,
through the sound of the voice,
Only subtle vibrations.

I'll make love,
through the embrace that will give the damned
excluded from the whole man,
angry fear.

I'll make love,
doing my body meatshield,
Violence against misunderstanding.

Will love
in my small drop in the sea,
infinite
expanded the universe of pain.

I will be just one of many,
I will create love,
through the words of the past,
that without limits does not arise.

I will create what will be a gift for everyone,
no request
love that asks nothing, and all-embracing,
to remember what we are and will.

I'll make love,
in my illusion of man
that feeling,
takes a value of life.

positive opposite

Speak up,
're sweet,
hidden in your walls,
I listen with innocence,
the voice, look, your poison.

Opposite positive
dialogue to wear down,
the simple truth,
a mirror of the same.

Opposites in space,
a wall that you want,
afraid to say what will hurt,
I wait, your poison.

Perverse positive,
a truth that has no meetings,
lovers in time,
in a time that belongs to no one,
I can not, console what is decided,
your poison is sweet,
hidden tears,
loneliness.

Opposites positve,
rational contradictions,
only fear rebellion,
I wait, your poison
gift of a truth, you want to show.

You are on the run from the mirror,
infrangilo! To tell you the end,
your poison is the love that you gave,
without even you knowing it.

Melancholy Rose

Rose emblem
Crazy Love recurring
that in the gesture of the gift of a rose Trovan expiations
to cancel the case.

remember,
as links of a time when it was love,
disappear over time and nothing has donar red flower.

The melancholy of roses,
is living in the moment,
breaking nature,
running after a past,
all in vain,
completely empty,
everything is just fine.

All and everything,
that hide the truth,
running after a breathless love,
an end.

Now you're just on the corner,
see, the flower of roses,
You're intimate and melancholy of a moment as lovers,
a memory
painting color
broken into a canvas,
everything and everything.

The melancholy of roses,
is only the passage of the sirocco,
hot wind
that lasts only briefly.

the Prisoner

The prisoner awaits
the imminent end ..

Look out the window,
the moments of freedom,
see the dove fly
white and white.

The prisoner observes,
to separate the vacuum,
the moment of forgiveness that he wants to give.

Remains close to life,
Now, look at the decline of the sun will not rise ...

The prisoner,
counts steps,
for what they see,
as atonement for a sin.

The prisoner,
lives.

The prisoner,
decides,
is to put an end ..

He is now released ...

forgiving

gravitational essences

Cosmic dream
between real and unreal ..

We Essences gravitational
in an area without star
where everything is the beginning and no end ..

We suspended particles,
in a universal dream,
no stage dancers,
scene without actors ..

Essences of a principle,
which consists of silence,
explorers of the soul,
in search of truth ..

We are what we want,
in the dream that we compose,
essences of the absence of gravity that we are recipients ..

Introverted and never broken down,
solitary thinkers, we are ...

Just what we want
appear,
we,
show only what's true ..

Divided into this absence of gravity,
that exists in my dreams ...

Black rain

The drop falls,
black in color,
longs itself mourning ...

pain,
of the world that now demands end,
torture wrathful,
the mother's life.

man,
annihilates all-knowing and all,
now behold the miracle,
the black rain ...

look,
do not understand,
you wet the earth, blood red,
death signals,
in the name and on behalf,
the real illusion ...

Calculated dramas,
took drama,
only and always pain,
now take a look, .. the miracle

Black rain falls,
warning of what will be,
if you do not end up the ways of love,
to say an end to everything,
what has become confused,
for the true,
the sun shining, infinite love.

I remember ..

Frames faded,
contours of memory,
nuances of what it was.

tears of regret,
tears of remorse,
I remember that now is not the end.

I remember and just remember,
that does not pass,
Binary interrupted,
everything stops now.

We are drifting boat, in the past to flow,
What time will not change the memory to fade,
time towards the infinite hatred.

Resignation or abandonment,
dilemma
of forgiveness.

Accept the way of fixed,
this is gambling, no doubt,
all or nothing, who decides between us and us ..

Only we,
if you listen to the heart,
The song that broke the record player wants to play.

none

Howl-load,
the sound bounces,
no one says and no one hears.

None,
really exists,
everything is apparent,
dimensions that divide men.

visions,
decline,
the core is iron, no one says.

The word poem asks,
calls and yells the word,
love,
no one listens,
only movements, only mass.

None,
includes,
everyone and anyone they think they do,
can what they want, if ... ..

Edge of a ditch,
Painted red,
appearance of love,
shadow of grief, still nobody.

Responses and actions,
try alone.

A someone who see,
what everyone sees,
without any on top of all that lives.

Inside there are existing one, true.

imaginary

Different
to observe the passage of time,
what a love,
now remains.

imaginary

a splinter, now stuck in the heart,

frozen moments that you can not forget ...

Love that absorbs everything,

asks everything, decides everything,

story of your imagery that closes the road ...

A fictional story,

a deception that shows the pain,

love is freedom even in the final

a story that brings a happy ending.

The time draws,

the way of real

everything changes

everything is reborn

the sliver of pain remains remember ...

Was imaginary, that manifested in you, the path is real, now. ...

Be born again ..

Every shape, every thing, every place, everywhere ...

Be born again,

from the ashes of the earth,

frail to live, what place does not have ..

be born,

all and none, I'll be away without time and place,

I will be air and fire, I'll be ....

Will not be the memories,

will not be the future,

thoughts will not, be born again and again,

eternal in time, and nothing touches nearly everything.

Always be born in and in a vacuum,

form that I will not know you have,

place that will not touch anything,

belong to the time that does not exist ...

The memories will be just another case,

I be born again,

only the soul of me will remain, the rest ..

Arcane ... ..

Immortal ...

It falls on the life of the Moment,

  everything is dark there are shadows now, the light that calls ..

The fear was present,

in the body tense and think about where the curved bore the chill of life,

but now that is ..

We mass without a time

in a world that gave us the loan,

Now you understand that nothing is over, your fall to the ground.

The cold will pass and everything will be rebirth

soul remains immortal.

Do not live in comfort,

creates nothing but illusion,

and everything you believe in life will never be finished,

immortal in the ever rimmarrai.

magic

Stardust to dance,

celestial carpet where swaying,

the fairy dancing on tiptoe ... ..

Barefoot, spinning on itself,

vortices without end, the stars shine ...

Magic, dreams,

and as a long-forgotten tales,

think back to your grow, beautiful dancing,

to spin a fairy, dust of stars,

its carpet, magic lights, magic ...

Daydreams,

simple as it once was

childhood memories, memories of an awareness, true.

Everything changes,

in man hours, but the memory surfaces,

tired of a life in the drift,

magic of the moment ..

Posting from a present, too dark, severe strop.

Magic to return to a time never to forget ...

the leaf

The wind, life,

the leaf falls off.

The tree being,

calls for change,

north winds freeze the dreams,

off the past twenty convulsive

references to the life of a grief that said order.

The leaf is history,

of what it was,

now is not,

tomorrow will not be,

now reborn, bare.

new,

Live, ecstasy of the senses,

fly leaf,

alone and remains alone in thinking that leaving.

Are and are not,

I was and I was not,

I now live, this is ... ..

the rock

stems,

the wave of the sea,

protect the love that many judge,

vary in their view ..

Indifferent to their hearts, love is love, no form, no words. To love is to live, being in love, to admire the moon, neutral feeling, which explodes, the appraiser is, the edge of a feeling.
Rock to stem waves carry, endless boundaries, total ecstasy.

The rock is a friend, is the rock border, double size, double the life, love is a wave, it's all love.

the rock is the neutral inprigionare film, with moments of time, do not expose that judgments. Life remains, will be, you, me, us, we love only when we remember the love, strength and not fear.

Amnesia, answers, call the Rock. Do not see the neutral love without boundary, the broken wave does not ask forgiveness, deny the love, the being that lives.

Games or arcane? Just shows, love is life, who escapes, represses, life is a whole, the stumbling block remains the friend if you want, protects, but limited. The wave comes in you to say, I love you, love you, I love life ... I love all, all, are simply ... Love. Hot air, which permeates the life, the real one, that bright.

hands

A thousand hands,

to search, contacts,

normal.

Difficult trade-offs,

If the heart does not know the name,

would like, but ignore.

Hands,

gestures,

friendship, far and near,

poles of life,

... you can not escape.

hands,

to indicate

The solidarity,

word of the remote, the word hypocrisy ..

Words and more words,

too many, broken down,

do not want to hear, everything you hear,

Then think about it, you're alive in everything surrounding,

hands to shake,

warmth, humanity, simply love ..

Light of Hope

who wants a few words in,

interminable silences to shake hands,

gesture that marks the gesture of life ...