segunda-feira, 7 de fevereiro de 2011

Her Personality

Though it seems unvelivable to think that there is no responsible soul in this hated world, I know I can count on her to show me a, though small, light in this endless pit we call life.
To be able to be in her presence is like living the world to it's fullest, to be able to talk to her is like apreceating every single one of nature's aspects, to be able to be in her life is like feeling that everythins was just fine.
Maybe this could not be herself, but I imagine that she is even better, I belive that she could bright anyone's world just by touching them, unlimited happyness is what I desire that she could bestow upon all life.
Can't stop asking myself the "how" can she have such effect on people and the "why" am I constantly admiring her, as the wonderful person that she is, I can't bring myself to find out the answers because I would rather live with the doubt so that nothing changes, and maybe someday she will explain to me what these curious misteries really are, but untill then, I will keep on dreaming about it and continue to be on her presence to enjoy it.
Shining upon my heart isn't enough to tell, but I know that as long as she keeps shining, I will want to shine alongside of her so that maybe we could inspire each other, if it were possible, so that her personality never fades away, so that she can continue to be the wonderful person she has always been.

domingo, 6 de fevereiro de 2011

Her Determination

As a normal person that people see in her, little do they know what in her mind is always wondering about. In her thoughts there is always a objective, either small or a really big one, no matter how easy or hard it would turn out to be, she allways acomplishes, even if time is of the essence, she always ends up with a beatifull smile on her face that would leave warmfelth in your heart.
Once she had a score to settle in which I helped her at that time. Though it took some time and effort untill the end, it pained me when I first took a glimpse after realizing that her efforts were unique and how far she would go to be sucessfull...
I can't imagine what she thinks whenever she sets up a new objective in her mind, don't know if she is ready to go for the challenge, don't know the endless turnbacks it could cause once it would be completed, but I can't stop admiring her for going on such a strange experiences that are completely unkown to me.
When she explained to me what she was trying to acomplish by that time, I understood that I could have a role in lending a helping hand, which I thought it would take too much time, seeing that I couldn't give myself any other considerable choice, I only thought that I could see her smiling for a whiole and actually rushed things up, and managed to do that had to be done, for her...
Aparently, the conclusion didn't had the effect it was suposed to have, but it was done, and for a relly short time, I saw her smiling, beatigully. I had also felth a little happy for myself, after all, it wasn't by choice, but somewhat like dedication, and all I wanted was to help her, to be her support.

sábado, 5 de fevereiro de 2011

Her knight

In dreams I try to find the imagination to where I can create a world in my own way. It's hard to dream what you want to dream, and the effort to put in it is unkown through these days.
There was this dream, where there was no mistery in your presence in it, as if it was rare for such an ocasion, and that you had aproached me and told me words, words that I heard to the fullest but that never reached out to myself, words that were full of emptyness. I didn't saw right away if they were words of truth or a fragile lie.
Must your words have shooken me so much after understanding them that they tore my head appart in doubt, it just didn't fit in. I tried so hard to find the right answer, but there was no hope of finding it, it was a lost answer, a forgotten one.
In the end, what I had answered maybe wasn't what she was hopping to hear, but it was the most honest one, and the fact that I said it in my dream, doesn't mean that her mind could really hear it... It was strange, stressing and unconfortable, it was not in her eyes that I saw what she really wanted to mean with her words, but instead by looking into her eyes, I gaze in a wonderous sould as confortable as the bulse of a warm heat could be.
It was after all that that I saw myself vanishing from this world created by imagination, I begun to loose myself from my feelings and thoughts as they were in agony of deception, it was heartbreaking...
It pains me a little knowing that she wasn't, in reality, hearing that what I answered was one of my most, therefore honest, desires, to protect her, to be her knight

terça-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2011

Primavera

Simbólico seja o tempo dos sorrisos, "os bons velhos tempos" como alguns diriam, e de nada podemos negar que a infância é uma preciosidade, é quando começamos a explorar o mundo com tal curiosidade para podermos sonhar, podemos sorrir alegremente, mesmo após cair um dente de leite, que a fada dos dentes iria colocar lá uma moeda em troca... As histórias, as fantasias, os desenhos animados, e sobretudo, os intervalos das aulas (afinal de contas quem é que ia as aulas pelas aulas em si?)
"A infância é uma coisa esquesita. Por fora brilha com muita intensidade, enquanto que por dentro, nada consegue ser sentido." - Sartre
Se por veses seja verdade que na altura pareceria uma enorme dificuldade, se agora formos a retroceder nas nossas memórias até esse tempo, diriamos que era uma verdadeira felicidade termos conseguido ultrupassar desafios bastante simples, querendo dizer que não "é" facil ser criança, mas "foi" facil ser criança.
"A juventude é uma coisa fantastica, até parece um crime gasta-la em crianças" - George Bernard Shaw
Lá se saberia quantas mais oportunidades poderiamos ter para mil e uma aventuras, imensas de certeza que não foram aproveitadas mas que gostariamos de ter aproveitado, talvez momentos em que se tivesse passado de uma forma diferente nos deixem a questionar o que seria diferente agora...
"Tirar de volta a "Primavera da minha Juventude"? Eu não me lembro se quer de me a terem tirado" - Gouda Takeru
Crescemos e agora tu estás a ler este texto, e se já tiveres passado pela juventude, decerto que depois de lêr isto que te irás relembrar-te relaxadamente dos tempos da tua infância; se ainda fores novo(a), então, "Eu tenho três conselhos para vocês jovens: esforcem-se, esforcem-se mais, esforcem-se até ao fim." - Otto Eduard