Shadow's Memories - airton parra sobreira (classic books for 13 year olds txt) 📗

over friendly trees.


Pater Boat

Watching one boat made from thin paper sailing away,
Just felt one insane destiny drew by the river on the time
How long is this journey to the end of the brief wet life ?
Should it be longer than all my life?
The world cares on the shoulders this infinite sky,
And I.....care my moments alive over silver silence.

Ink dropped on the ocean from pure emotional brushes
Flowing in high and low movements through the waves
A moment in a thoughts leaves the body to join this volatile boat
Without captain, anchor, and harbor caring all precious colors,
To the center of the circle life, spinning till vanish in deep waters
Woke up of one dream in the border of a bed and an unfounded river .


North Season

I

Silence still alive in this coldest unforgettable season.

While the eyes of the night follow me over shadowed road.

Starlight drives my mind so far from Polaris.

Why,I will miss this beautiful view when I go back home?

Sailing over silver clouds on the moonlight dream.

II

Never-ending road is near the distance future,

Just one mystic world is falling inside the north vortex.

One wrong destiny inside my vein flows without a compass

And driving me at random,over a troubled river,

Reborn in deep blue water as an old scarred whale

III

Broken stones by the ice carved since glacial age

I'm Looking through the window to a deafened world,

An unforgettable time lost in dreams of falling stars

Living farway from home,flying over longed hills,

Finding a shelter where the horizon carries the world.



All Stars Above Sky Are Falling This Night


All stars above sky are falling this night

River of my dream vanished to the sea

Flowers leave on the night your perfume

Starlight of mine is distance from home

Thinned silver lines framed ours horizon

II

How to keep the moon eternal on sky?

If my eyes sleep in dreams of shadows

Reflections of my ages in cold mirror

Turned blue all memories into the night

Ridden one black pure blooded horse .

III

Spring blows red roses everywhere,dear

Why to forget a fire feed by the wind;

In dreams,passion,wood,stone and vine

Souls living in a castle composed my life

Wishes of mine disappear over green field

IV

Season after season has passed in this roon,

Never have seen before the face of the night

Imagination leave me out of my ordinary life

Dark night,and knight of the night live now

Crossing my mind to the infinite starrest sky.


Moment

A voice thru the hills to the infinite blue sky.

Had no fear to make this unique moment a stone.

Rolling over sand ,& missing falling stars.

Impossible to take off all the memories from the stone.

Horizons remind me of a boat sailing on soft skin.

I

Voice thru the ocean to the infinite blue sky.

Had not fear to make this unique moment like a stone;

Traveling and rolling over the sand & missing falling stars.

Never will be removed all the memories from this rock.

Vibrations remind me a sea sailing in yours softy skin.

Recover from the empty space a boat losted in clouds.

II

For many years kept a rare air in whale's lungs.

Blow the fantasy in golden frame hanged on the wall,

And now this moment freezes in fog as mortal dagger.

Eternity is blue to pray for mercy when the sunrises

In sparking red leaves touched by the wind.

Dust will turn off the light,and time will freeze the night.


The Fall Of The Soul II


The shadow of mine projected on the wall,

Like a mirrow without light reflecting my soul

Over my head one little soft light lay on me.

Moonlight fed my dreams through the night.

Coldish silhouette of shadow drawing my fate.

Listening the bells trembling down over my soul .

Impossible see the face of the darkness mate.

Is it realy my shadow walking through the night,

Or my soul following the stars in this empty sky

or the dark thoughts travelingin my head?

How to know and escape from this encounter?


The Eyes Of The Night


I

This night is raining over one narrow street.

In this moment my thoughts become the long journey

Watching the distance between a lamp and moon,

I have my shoes wetting ,and one silence almost mortal.

Keeping my foot on earth ,my mind is not here.

Nothing will change in this night over the sky,no stars.

A dark cloud crossed this moon like a panther eyes

Waiting for the right moment to disappear in this night.

II

This night is raining,and the water flow to the narrow street.

One gray light fallen over my head in memories of pale colors,

and now I can see the distance between a lamp and moon,

all my thoughts full of inquiries become the long journey

I have my shoes wetting ,then I feel one mortal silence.

Keeping my foot on earth , my mind is not here and there.

Nothing will change in this night over the sky,no stars.

A dark cloud crossed this moon like a panther eyes

Waiting for the right moment to disappear in this night.


Over Night

I

There is a blanket covering this world,

and darkness night sleeping over pillow of clouds.

Melodies come from everywhere as spheres,

Dropping stars over dismissed wishes.

Hight hills compose the music from the earth ,

& wheat field touched by the wind fed all dreams.

II

There are invisible muscles caring this world,

And an abstract mind building our starling fate.

Over the head one carpet full of stars and mysteries,

and why am I so alone on this road of darkness ?

At this moment the mountains sleeping over night,

Spark sand thoughts dancing around a magic field.

So far from my home,and so far from my darling.


Infinite Eyes II

I

Look at nothing and close my eyes in front of the infinite,

My mind jumps through the invisible window.

Follow the ashes in the time and coldish wind

Many questions sent to the geometric web ,

Broken glass falls on the side walk cuts my feelings,

and the rain cleans up all the wet memories in time.

Shoot one imaginary dog in the street in my paste life.

God doesn't exist on this contemporaneous world,

just look at the window through the infinite eyes.

II

This eyes in front of the imaginary horizon line

Crossed the green field of my childhood life,

Born and reborn like ashes of a Phoenix bird,

Wing of wishes,and perfect muscles of Adam.

So bright and so dark is this single universe,

Take me back to the center of the circle life,

Where the time never vanish to the end of the river.


Over the World

There is one blanket covering this world,

and dark nights sleeping over the sea.

Melodies come from everywhere like sphere,

Dropping memories over the stormy ocean.

Gentle hill composes the music from the horizon ,

and wheat field touched by the wind feeds all dreams.

Grain by grain building the childhood vision.

Couple of words turns back this embrace.


Falling Down

Nightfall is like a desert in a deep ocean.
Falling down in a blue sentimental water.
Empty space without reason in my heart,
Take hands full of passion,and push me down,
Where do I go? You will never know,but, please!

Don't ask me more.......just.......push me down.
Nightmare and darkness embracing this night.
Nightfall is like an iceberg in a deep ocean.
Falling down in a blue sentimental water.
Empty space without reason in my heart,

At moment,no more time for answers
Just one reason to be alive in this silence room.
Looking at the lightning freezing this moment
in a coldish glass window.
All energy coming back to the ground.


Infinite Eyes

I
Look at nothing and close my eyes in front of the infinite,

My mind jumps through the invisible window.

Follow the ashes in the time and coldish wind

Many questions sent to the geometric web ,

Broken glass falls on the side walk cuts my feelings,

and the rain cleans up all the wet memories in time.

Shoot one imaginary dog in the street in my paste life.

God doesn't exist on this contemporaneous world,

just look at the window through the infinite eyes.

II

These eyes in front of th imaginary horizon line

Crossed the green field of my childhood life,

Born and reborn like ashes of a Phoenix bird,

Wings of wishes,and perfect muscles of Adam.

So bright and dark this single universe is.

Take me back to the center of life,

Where the time vanishes to the center of the river.


Conception about god.

One new day, one new thought about god.
Sometimes I forget,and other time just go deep in my thoughts and ask to myself.What mean god?
Now I think god is like an intelligent energy,at all.
Like one great orchestra playing on great composer song.A right note at right place and time,one vibration rhythm.
The man's words vanish in front the music,because the words from the man lie,but the orchestra playing doesn't lie,
and together embrace the atmosphere with invisible vibration sphere touching our souls.Is the great moment close the God.


Painting

A large white canvas in front of my eyes

So close to the abyss my spirit goes out

Flying over clouds of imagination,

Colors of pure sentiment touch my soul.

Over deep and invisible sky I die.

What's means to be alive for one century.

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