o rumo dos loucos

porque a vida desampara-nos
                       mata-nos,
                       consome-nos,

aqui andamos, vagueamos, perdidos,
                       achados,
                       desencontrados

consegues acreditar nas crenças,
lugares, rostos, palavras?
vontade impossível, ingrata,
louca, simplesmente & profundamente,
sem sentido, sem rumo,
um dia, talvez, haverá uma hora,
um segundo, um momento,
em que o amanhecer surgirá,
do nada, no horizonte.

Paula Cristina Franco
poet | spoken word poetry

Kurt

Jimmy Page

Eddie

Axl

Axl

Liam

Shattered Golden Castles

Tonight we walked through fire
Our tears screamed the despair
The morning did not bring hope,
Although the sun shines timidly,
The clouds covered the dreams,
Bbeliefs, wills,
Fallen and abandoned, we are nothing,
And nothing is without will, without strenght,
Maybe, maybe this is the destination
Of great women and men,
Get lost in the endless days and nights
For, who knows, lead others and others
To find a firm path
To build from the ashes
One world, one hope.

The despair and darkness of some
Are the hope and light of others.

Our turn will come.

Paula Cristina Franco
poet

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