Under Water

In a swirling kaleidoscope,

Facing the world through crystal and glass.

Deeper and deeper

Under the surface,

Breathing in

Dazzling sunlight

And dreamlike colors.

Out of breath —

Sinking in,

Down to the depths




Stubborn tears, they never come —

There are nights

When they deny themselves;


Supposed to be stormy


And outside

The night falls dry

And warm,

Not knowing that we have a desert





Not a “poem” again, I guess. Just a random, loneliness fueled thought I transformed into one. Translated from one my posts in Portuguese (2nd blog).


You made everything so impure,

And I am hurting —

Writing without a second thought;

From an open heart

I speak

Leaving my secret words



I know your heart is still heavier than 

All the painful words I heard 

From your lips.

Leave me

In my made-up indifference


Walking back home,

Chasing white clouds

That we just can’t reach. 

I remember

The joys of being lighthearted

And smiling your way

Just because I wanted to —

Let my love grow again,

And my jealousy

Drain every drop of my life




I am no god

To carry this world on my back.

I will stop holding up the heavens

For all your saints and little cherubs



Atlas revisited – June​ 18