terça-feira, 1 de abril de 2014

Dry Beginnings

Then it thundered in me
The rain flooded everything inside
And a sudden heat dried it all out

Something must end in order to start afresh

And it was blinding
The dullness of my memories
For non-existing passages
Those of a beautiful present
That could have been

And it's still deafening
The silence accompanying my
Un-yelled yell, that isn't echoing
That you won't hear
And I'm yet to suffer

Now a desert ravages inside
And I
I must quietly wait in my oasis

For something that starts is always bound to end

Rodrigo Aleixo

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