Inside

I’m in a living room inside
I am in a city with no name
I am in the middle of chaos
I am in the center of a chase

I could be anywhere
But the noises make it quite clear
In this mission kinda rare
I feel I could disappear

Such happiness inside
Such pleasure in easy routine
Terror is out ventured disguised
Beauty fuels the constant smile here

I hear noises everywhere
I hear lives happening nearby
I live and breathe this dream aware
This was always supposed to be mine.

2023

2023 was all about me.

I looked back at my life
my people and my kind
saw plenty of naked truths
and let go of so many of yous

I traveled here and there
ate, ventured, loved and shared
soaked up on bits of the world
became addicted to every type of growth

I lifted weights like no other
real ones and those of deep bother
got to know close the once stranger barbell
felt vividly its power to break through my shells

and as I live through this unicorn of a journey
conscious, grounded, abundant and loving
I ready to start a new whole other chapter
I prep my heart to what’s yet to come in laughter

I move on grateful for every moment alike
I shout thank you, thank you, thank you.
Let’s do this one more time. ♥️

The gaze

And so here we are
I’ll repeat what I once said

that I’ve been both
the hunter and the prey
of all survived
of all a little bit have gazed

at each time
got that bar a little higher raised
cos I knew ‘twas mine
whatever I chose to chase

and when now they say
that I take too much space
the once crawl in
now shines from here to space

so hear me out, come gather around
we’ve got it done, we’ve got ‘em sparks
tag
it’s now my turn to be the shark.

Skin

and those who now see
her proud in her skin
so little believe
the story within
how deep she dug in
how much she be healing

but now all is past
time changed for her best
her strength passed the test
without need to contest
she now truly smiles
finally, enfim, at last!

Bleh en Wai

step aside
with your black and white
praising division
only taking sides
bring on the colours
honour your sorrows
reveal the truth
shaped in you
cos higher is the strength
to live transparent
in fall and in rise
keeping reality
as the only disguise.

O conto

um filme bem passado
do lado
do azul
lá na cidade estado

trocaram olhares profundos
penetrantes
marcantes
quase tão absurdos

teve papo com leveza
aleatório
oratório
com pingo de safadeza

deixaram o resto de lado
as ânsias
as distâncias
mas de dedos entrelaçados

encenaram então o adeus
apertado
gratificado
tão seu enquanto meu

na saudade fica o chamego
da cama
da chama
de toda a paz do aconchego

move-se então a cortina
do perto
do afeto
de cada vida libertina

e lá dentro fica pois o prato
preparado
intocado
dum nosso todo ainda não saciado.

Steps

one week, seven sunrise walks.

never have I thought how much these be meaning
never have I fathomed how deep they’d be pealing
never have I realised how transformative those steps
through my dirt roads, through crops of pep

morning sounds blended with fresh smell
it feels like home but only to my shell
I’ve thought and felt and talked and cried
set total free my sweet vulnerable side

so now that some glasses have properly shattered
and I see clearer across those patterns
I feel so deeply, can’t quite dwell
after all this time, is it perhaps
the time for real farewell?

No beginner

Oh, little did she know
of the ice and the cold
in the truths she’d unfold
beyond the piles of snow

and how coats and mittens
would never really skimmer
the true layers of her inners

cos she knew, at least
that she’d started with a blast
but even then

she was certainly no beginner.

Little prayer

never you mind the light of day
just hear me out when I here say
I’ve been both the hunter and the prey
sailed trouble waters and rested at bay

and there is nothing I’d ever hide
either if it’s for or against the tide
cos my game is all about the ride

so I ask please, please universe
when my heart gets restlessly averse
just play that tape and then rehearse

and please be kind
just kind enough to let me rewind.

Lados

Uma manhã
um dia nublado
mil pensamentos embaralhados

ela estava no meio do caminho
tantas ruas, nenhum destino
não queria se perder

ela acreditou no presente
focou, pediu
tentou se orientar

tantas vozes a perguntavam
“o que sera dessa jornada”
não podia dar o que queriam

o sorriso em sua tela
daquela que tinha sua saudade
deixava-a ainda mais duvidosa

ela só queria plenitude
a mesma paz que desejava
queria acreditar nisso
e saber o que viria

ela se perguntava o que seria
do amanhã, do mês que vem
do ano que viria
sabia o que não queria
as não bastava

precisava focar-se
estava em todos os lados
estava em todos os cantos
estava em lugar nenhum

no meio do caminho havia uma dúvida
que pausava a vida
que desacelerava o coração
que agitava a cabeça
e desfalecia o corpo

num suspiro profundo
contou 1, dois, 3
olhou o relógio
e seguiu com o dia.