You December 7, 2008
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the terror the grief
go away i hate you
let me be
i fuckin hate you!
i have nothing to do with you
you no longer have a stake in me
let go of me
i hate you!
you are ugly
you are everything that i hate
you are one mass of hatred
drop dead
Sensitized December 7, 2008
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pain is no longer a word
is no longer a word
no longer a word
feel the fatigue
the agony
you cannot move
you are paralyzed
beyond hope
what is hope?
you cannot feel hope.
you cannot feel
life is intravenousily sucking its essence out of you
you are dissipating from the world
how do you feel?
nothing
you only know that which you are
be no longer
die to be born again, anew, sensitized
Feeling Unanimate December 7, 2008
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agonizing feelings infiltrate my thoughts, my sense of being
i cannot be
it makes me
and it charges a fee
one which i will not be able to pay
it is chanting to me
you will not make it
you are not making it
i will make it
agony threatens my sense of being
i slow down to the future waiting for the present
to only find out that there was no past
free my mind
let it be
not in words but in all its glory
i want to fly
let my imagination fly
there are no choices
you will be as i take it
you are no longer yourself
but a puppet with its strings tangled
in a complex web of agony
To Bloom December 7, 2008
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Swollen, pink
she blossoms
opening to the sides
she caters
to be
she exasperates
the scent
her mind is lost
the glitter of wetness
she loosens
the blooming of a flower
she bursts infinity on heaven
the backwards impulse
she becomes aware
aware of nothing
You Live in Me December 7, 2008
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She leaves my mind at a blink of an eye
She decides to come back
She nests with a soaken blunder
Everything becomes her
She, she, she
I drop
I give in
My complexion is sickly green
She has stolen my heart with no remorse
If she only knew
My mind is my heart
Knocking on the Door December 7, 2008
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You made the choice
Now you regret it
Despair is a waste of time
You are taken in by that which you belong
You no longer resist
Regret is a waste of time
Now you live with the consequences
All because you made that choice
The choice that will cost you your life
Burden your soul heavy
and spoil your face with envy
You are no more
No longer
You are
dead
Awaking to a new dawn October 27, 2008
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When I cry out of happiness
My mind becomes euphoric with happiness
At these moments I am floating with inspiration
With awe for everything that exists
Recognition of the miricales in the most ordinary things
I meditate to get an in depth knowledge of what I see, feel, and give
Understanding where things come from I contemplate on an action
I meditate further
The chess game becomes clear
I awake and begin
Now let me tell you theĀ story of my life
Replenish me October 27, 2008
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I want to extend my hand
I want to pass through God and repel evil
I want to reach my full potential once again
And transpire through love
Help humanity directly from God
Sacrifice my mind for the struggle of humanity
Give mea chance God
I believe in you
I believe I can do it
I believe I have the discipline, the love, the heart, the soul
Pour your love into me so I can melt into bliss
Give me tears of happiness so I can give you freedom
I pray to you
Give me my all
When Life Touches You October 27, 2008
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When life touches you with its beauty
you want to touch it back
When life gives you its all
You want to give your all back to life
With humility, humbleness and love
Inspired to help others through God
You weep for the world’s pain
And you reply with thunder
Striking the root of humanity
Eager to erase pain
And succeed with love
Phrase #1 October 5, 2008
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It was a cold and severely depressing day…
And the song took me in.