Last Desperate Cry

This is an appeal to the eternal court of Random, to the grand chain of universal happenings, an appeal for my soul, for my happiness. I share it hoping that maybe the answer lies in you.

I feel my life’s elapsing,
Or maybe I’m the one collapsing;
Anyway, it’s just exaggeration,
Though it tastes like suffocation.

No matter how hard I try,
Happiness just seems to fly
Away from me, and I die
Knowing my life’s a lie…

All I ask is ‘Why?’
Why must it be this way?
Why is my soul dry?
Why am I in disarray?

There is TV, there’s the net,
A whole industry to entertain,
But somehow all that
Can’t smother this pain.

Despite all my friends,
I can’t find peace,
Joy never lasts, suffering never ends,
I never had that first kiss…

Even though I pretend
I’m happy and life goes on,
I will always understand
My life is incomplete and wanton.

Where are you?
Why can’t I find you?
Why do others live and I don’t?
I want you to come, but you just won’t…
When will happiness save me
From this torment?
Come, like rain in a torrent,
Bathe me, crush me, lift me,
Show me, rape me, take me!

And then again, even if you do
Will I find peace, will I be
Complete, will a new
Me arise, or will you simply dissolve me?

For all this I suffer,
Not knowing, walking around blind.
Please don’t destroy me, be kind,
Oh Random, spare this wretch…

Tu

Atendendo a alguns pedidos, decidi publicar na nossa rica língua vernacular, que me é, apesar de tudo, cara. Sem mais preâmbulos, segue-se o poema, intitulado 'Tu' (penso que o texto fala por si...):

Tu és o centro do meu pensamento,
O suporte da minha imaginação,
E, porém, és sentida dor, o sofrimento
De jamais ser meu o teu coração.

Os teus olhos cravados, azuis,
Na minha alma
Enevoada, és tu que fluis
Nas veias do meu coração sem calma.

Arrasas as correntes que prendem
A minha emoção, os meus olhos tendem
A perder a razão quando te vejo,
És, objectivamente, todo o meu desejo.

Vens drenar as águas geladas
Da minha fria razão, que me faz solitário,
Quando sem quereres murmuras: “Nadas
Em mim?”, és o meu estuário.

Quero ser o brilho
Dos teus olhos, a carne
Da tua boca, o toque
Da tua face, o teu cheiro…

Amar-te, ser feliz…
Beijar-te, mergulhar em ti…
Sonhar contigo.

Quero ver a tua beleza
Sem par, sentir o furor
Da minha vida acesa
Pelo teu doce ardor.

Quero caminhar pela vida
E subir ao céu, dançando, a teu lado.

Unknown Lover

This is a poem about what I feel when I am in love (usually unilaterally)... It is not dedicated to anybody in particular, even though there is a special presence in my heart...

It makes me weep and shiver
That I can't get through
This cold, dreadful barrier
And shout out loud, "I love you"

For you are all I crave
With every pulse of my heart,
And every breathing is a wave
Of love, and pain when we part.

It rends me asunder, though,
That I alone know
How it feels to love, to suffer,
To rejoice and cry for you...

For cruel fortune has it
That none of your thoughts be mine
Of your heart, I won't know the slightest bit -
- Oh, and if only I could drink it like a sweet wine!

I yearn to be the flesh on your mouth,
I long to become the sheen of your eyes
And I could even build a throne of joy upon your lies...

If only I could feel your scent,
Taste your love, your lips, your grace,
I'm sure I would be forever bent
And surrender to your overwhelming embrace.

Without you, I will fade away
And my world will turn grey.
But knowing you are as unreachable as a fay,
I am bound to see no other day...

And so I die, gently
Covered by your memory,
Forever lost in your unending beauty...