Monday, 17 August 2009

Poem #5

Empolguei nos poemas agora. Acho que esse tá menos pesado pelo menos ;).

It burns, it beats.
There's rhythm, but there's calm.
It moves you, it keeps you alive.
Is it that keeps your feelings?
Is it that holds the hurt?
What's in there, runs through you.
Does it change you?
What it feeds you, makes you who you are?
How do you talk to it?
How do you care for it?
Is it your core?
Do you live in it? Or outside, searching?
Do you talk to it?
What does it say to you?
Can you hear it?
Can you hear the sound of your heart?

2 comments:

Isabella said...

Quando você tiver as respostas me conta! Ha :)Já me fiz essas perguntas tantas vezes. Keep up with the good work ;}

cris said...

Puxa, agora ficou mais leve mesmo! Que bom! Não que não seja bom colocar as coisas ruins pra fora... tem mesmo é que colocar tudo pra fora(bom ou ruim), mas acho que a pergunta ao invés da negação já é um grande passo.

Beijocas =)