The Hectic Attic

How makes me suffer, your words with no sound
They do not come from your mouth, but from the heart
My thoughts make me blind, give me pain
I feel the anger of hypocrisy, love is lost
Storm of consciousness, see the hunger vanish
Confused feelings, see the hunger pray
We should face the cruelty
Hold hands, dig, dig and sow
Yes, sow bread plant love
Facing the selfishness to stop the pain
Telling to the winds of lies – that keep on destroying the truth-

You! Selfishness, go find something else to do!

Let the love come and the truth emerge
Do not let shadows be your life
Nor the joy of life be lost
Let out aloud, what is in your mind
Scream and say
Life without life is a punishment
If you dare receive my kiss

See! Humanity embracing love!
Then we would never hear soundless screams
I wonder
Have you ever heard a lost cry flying?

by Aline Martins

Can you hear the strings vibrating?
It is the sound of someone’s heart
of someone who loves but can’t wait
the remaining seconds before the next kiss

Can you hear that wonderful sound?
Believe, it’s me, dreaming
of you holding in your hands, the harp of life
The strings are vibrating with a passion, with the love

If the sound had smell, it would be the smell of love
the scent of a rose, which comes from you
in the garden of life
where you are the most beautiful flower

Do not deny you love me, I can feel it
in the tenderness of your hands
In your body, like the sound of the harp playing
Sweetness, is to be embraced in your burning kisses
Listening to the harp and your poetry under the moonlight
The day will have more light, I see it eventually (in my dreams)

Listen to the strings vibrating, shaking the body as it comes and goes
As the bee and flower, honey sucking the sweetness the garden possesses.

My Tattoo

Aline Martins