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5 de set. de 2012

Ti ki morti siparanu

Poi bu mon na dimeu
nu bai ti ponta-l mundu
pa nu purgunta Nhôr-Dês 
kantu tempu faltanu

Dipos nu bai na rubêra filisidadi
intchi nos condison 
ku si benson 
pa tempu ki restanu

Nu ta pasa pa undi vida spadja txoru
pa-n mostrou ma num ligria ka poku
tudu forsa ku mesti sta dentu-l bô
ma bu ka tem ki aguenta tudu bo sô

Bai ku mi ti porta morti
pô djudam lembra-l 
ma inda nos ora ka txiga
sa faltanu mas um dia

Pegam na mô nu bai
Ti la sim la

La undi ki distinu
ta chinta pa papia ku sorti
sta-m ma si nu djunta ku ês
nu ta ingana morti

Bem nu bai na garupa ventu
na meiu sabura ku tribulason
di hoji ti dia di nos bedjisa
di li pa nos disgrasa


                    C.D.

Consciência

Sinto a tua presença sempre que pressinto
o fracasso
teus inconfundíveis traços
precedem todos os momentos
de dúvida

A tua voz é uma constante
mal calculada
que invade toda a alcantilada
da minha efémera existência

E sempre que vejo
o meu próprio reflexo
vejo-te, convexo
escarnecendo da minha segurança...


                                    C.D.

Broken pacts

My heart snaps
To the aftermath of that sound too familiar
In times I pictured you as my savior
The one to draw maps
To guide me and instruct me on
How to detach love from pain
And find happiness once again
Instead you make it harder to hold on
Seems foolish that I would relapse
Believing the dubious vows you make
That you always seem to forsake
But I fear without them I would collapse
The assurances in your premise
Seem like laid out traps
For that exact reason my heart snaps
Whenever I hear the words: “I promise.”


                                C.D.

So easy

Sitting in the silence I've grown accustomed to
Fighting this solace I've fallen into … 
Thoughts mingling
Thinking ...
How easy would it be?
To let you see through me
To tell you just how the cracks in my soul 
Will never allow me to be whole
They let small pieces of me escape
And no amount of healing will ever allow it to reshape
I could expose the words I wrote 
With blades in my bare arm
The fleshy suicide note
Left by the razor's warm kisses on it's way to my palm
It wouldn't be difficult to explain
The full extent of my pain
Through the amount of chemicals I've ingested
Or the nutrients I've expelled undigested
And how the resultant self hatred keeps me away from mirrors
Making me wonder if that is the reason
Why I forgot the feeling of a loving embrace
And the tears that occasionally stream down my face 
Provide the only caress I've felt lately...

It would be so easy...
(silence)


                 C.D.