E tudo era possível

Na minha juventude antes de ter saído da casa de meus pais disposto a viajar eu conhecia já o rebentar do mar das páginas dos livros que já tinha lido Chegava o mês de maio era tudo florido o rolo das manhãs punha-se a circular e era só ouvir o sonhador falar da vida como se ela houvesse acontecido E tudo se passava numa outra vida e havia para as coisas sempre uma saída Quando foi isso? Eu próprio não o sei dizer Só sei que tinha o poder duma criança entre as coisas e mim havia vizinhança e tudo era possível era só querer Ruy Belo

Na penumbra , Dois corpos. .....

Penumbra Na penumbra Dois corpos. ..... Ele beijando-a Sem parar Ela gemendo Sua língua começa A deslizar Pela sua nuca Seus seios Ela geme Ele chupa Morde Lambe Cada Seio Desliza Até o seu sexo Ela estremece Ele morde suavemente Suga , chupa Ela grita De prazer Ela entra em Êxtase Perde os Sentidos Imagens Incendeiam Sua Mente Ele não para Ela está Totalmente Perdida Ele penetra Forte Profundo Ela sente cada Estocada Treme Sente um jorro Invadindo-a Ele grita Murmura Palavras Sem sentido Ele sabe Que deveria Ter resistido A tentação Mas, porque? Por palavras Ditas Repetidas Através dos Séculos? Palavras Que comparadas Ao Prazer e A Alegria de Amar e ser amado Se tornam vazias Copied from Arte e Poesias(Guadalupe Navarro)

Sweet Revenge

“Love makes the world go round.” This is what everyone believes. Since the day we were conceived, we experienced the unfathomable love of our mother. It continues to grow even when we get old. The love bestowed by our parents satisfied us when we were still young. However, as the years pass by we realized that we also need affection from the opposite sex. It was just like any ordinary day in the month of July. The sun shown at its best, birds were singing the same tune and the boarding house where I stayed was still crowded and noisy. Everybody’s exited to leave and to be with their family for the weekend, except me. I’m in my room, preparing, not to go home but to attend a seminar. My phone beeped, a message was received. I thought it was Mama whose texting me to go home but as I viewed the inbox, it’s an unregistered number; asking if there would be a class on Monday. I thought it was one of my classmates, so I looked for a way to answer its question and make a response. After knowing that he wasn’t a classmate of mine instead an admirer, I deleted his number and ignored him because first and for most I don’t know him. He keeps on texting that he knew numerous stuffs about me. He had mentioned every detail of my achievements and failures. He even stated my shameful encounter with a professor, which he claimed to be his first time to saw me. At first, I felt total fear. Fear that he might have been stalking me for a long time and fear that he might continue to follow me. Days had passed, weeks and even months, we were still texting. The first thing I felt was replaced with affection, affection that I’m trying to omit. But no matter how I strive to neglect him, he’s still there, knocking, asking if I could give him a chance to show his love. Every time he asked me about it, I would always say, “everyone deserves a chance but how could that be? I don’t even know you.” Intramurals meet came. Every department was busy, striving to be the champion. It was also the time when I knew who he was, because he participated in various events. There’s even an event where my players beat their team. Though I already knew him, I still keep on saying that I don’t know him. His friends including him really thought that I have no idea of who he was. On the third day of intrams, my friends from other school visited me and joined the celebration. I saw him with another girl. As our roads met, he tried to hide himself and made quick steps. I don’t know what exact emotion I felt but it was anger which dominated. I tried to be passive and hide my feelings from my friends. After declaring that my department was the champion of the year’s intrams, tears fell from my eyes, not much of what we achieved but because of the pain I tried to keep inside. Almost everyone cried so I just grab he opportunity to pour out my emotions. Well, I’m glad that nobody knew it. I really am a good pretender. At that night, as I reached home and saw my family, I remembered the times when I only need their love, nothing less and nothing more. How I wish that I could turn back time, but obviously I can’t. So, I just shared everything to my family. After hearing my pains, they laughed at me and said that I should not be sad; instead I should be glad for knowing what he did. Their support made me regain my strength and instill on my mind that he should pay for the pain he caused me. 9 o’clock in the evening, he texted me. He asked me of what I am doing. Naturally, I concealed my weakness with anger and replied him. I told him that I am thinking of the person who caused me a lot of pain. He asked me who that person was and told me that he was so cruel and selfish. I wanted to tell him that it was him whom I am referring at but I managed myself and told him that there’s no need for him to know. I even told him that the best thing he can do is to pray for that person so he won’t feel any guilt after what he did. He continued to ask me about that person while I kept on answering the same thought, but with more poignant words. Afterwards, he told me that he felt guilty. It really made me happy. At last, he felt guilt, which I hoped he really was. Several minutes passed, he asked me again if I don’t really know him; without any hesitation, I answered him the usual. After striking his conscience and feeling contented, I texted him good night and decided to sleep. On the next morning and the following days he’s still asking about the man who hurt me. I told him not to ask it again because it only reminds me of what that person did to me. He really thought that he wasn’t that person and still believes that I really don’t know him. Well, I’m glad for that because I would be able to pursue my plans. Today, I continued to play the game he started and wasted; hoping that I would end up victoriously without any guilt and pity for myself.

Love Poem

AM SO LUCKY ....I KNOW YOU....I LOVE YOU..... I wish the whole world knew you. I would want them to know exactly who you are. Reason is, is because you are the greatest, most wonderful person in the world. I'm pretty sure all the girls would fall in love with you. And it's only who you are as a person. You'd do anything to save the world. You'd fight for anything. You'd fight for me. I'm so lucky I have you in my heart. I'm so lucky. I know you. I'm so lucky. I love you. If only each girl could have a man like you. There will never be a man like you. You don't care what people think of you. That's what makes you the greatest. I'm so lucky. I love you. I'm so lucky. I know you.

Night Out; Sábado no Barzinho em Braga

31 December 2012 Braga Night KARAOKE ;)

It´s the place which we always go there almost every weekend at saturday night. I am so happy because there i can find nice nice people that can be a good friend of mine. I had enjoyed very much, having lots of fun, specially singing. Because i love singing, i love music. There also i found a beautiful little princes Sarita( Little Sara).

She's so cute and beautiful she sing and i love when she was singing. I got to known her family, specially her parents. Thank you God for making me happy even my life is so hard and i am away from my home. I miss my family God bless you all

A Minha Viagem a Lourdes

A minha viagem Espanha(Madrid,Pamplona,Coruña,Zaragosa, etc...) - França(Doune, Lourdes) Foi para mim, uma viagem espectacular e fantástica Saimos(Amigos Timorenses e Portugueses) daqui de Braga no dia 14(Segunda feira) as 3 horas de Madrugada com Agência Giromundo-Braga(Portugal) e Voltamos no dia 18(Quinta feira) as 9 da noite

Foi uma viagem que adorei porque daqui passar para Espanha, Madrid e Especialmente em Lourdes lugar onde apareceu a Nossa Senhora Maria Imaculada a Sta. Bernardete(Bernardet Soubirous) onde dizia-lhe as palavras:"Que Soy Era Imacullada Concepciou" na Gruta de Massabielle. Adorei esta viagem;) Se eu posso sugerir para alguma pessoa vou dizer " Vai para Lourdes", você exactamente vai sentir o que eu estava sentir quando estive lá. É um lugar santo e revelação de sacrifício de Cristo.

-Nossa Senhora de Lourdes(Maria Imaculada) -Rogai Por Nós

Love, Life, Laugh . . . Story

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IT'S 7TH GRADE..

I stared at the girl next to me... She was my so called "best friend"... I stared at her... Long, silky hair... And I wished she was mine... But she didn't notice me like that... I knew it... After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before... And I handed them to her... She said "thanks"... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know that I don't want to be "just friends"... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know why...

IT'S JUNIOR YEAR..

My phone rang... On the other end it was her... She was in tears... Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart... She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone... So I did... As I sat next to her on the sofa... I stared at her soft eyes... Wishing she was mine... After 2 hours... I Drew Barrymore movie... And 3 bags of chips... She decided to go to sleep... She looked at me.. Said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know... That I don't want to be "just friends"... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know why...

IT'S SENIOR YEAR..

The day before prom... She walked to my locker... "My date is sick" she said... He's not going to go... Well... I didn't have a date and in 7th grade... We made a promise that if neiter of us had dates... We'd go together just as "best friends"... And so we did...

IT'S PROM NIGHT..

After everything was over with... I was standing at her front door step... I stared at her ... She smiled at me... I wanted her to be mine... But she doesn't think of me like that... And I know it... Then she said "I had the best time... Thanks!"... And she gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I wanted her to know that I don't want to be "just friends"... I love her but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why...

IT'S GRADUATION DAY..

A day passed... And then a week... And then a month... Before I could blink... It was graduation day... I watched her... Perfect body... Floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma... I wanted her to be mine... But she doesn't think of me that way... And I know it... Before everyone went home... She came to me in her smock and hat... And cried as I hugged her... Then she lifted her head from my shoulders and said "you're my best friend"... "Thanks!"... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her.. I wanted to know that I wanted to be more than "just friends"... I love her but I'm too shy... And I don't know why...

IT'S A FEW YEARS LATER..

Now I sit in the pews of the church... A church that she is getting married in now... I watched her say "I do" an drive off to her new life... Married to another man... I wanted her to be mine... But she didn't see me like that... And I knew it... But before she drove away... She came to me and said "You came!... Thanks!"... And she kissed me on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I wantd her to know that I didn't want to be "just friends"... I love her but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why...

YEARS PASSED..

I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend"... At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years... This is what it said... "I stare at him... Wishing he was mine... But he doesn't notice me like that... And I know it... I wanted to tell him... I wanted him to know... That I don't want to be "just friends"... I love him but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why... I wish he would tell me he loved me"... I wish I did too... I thought to myself and I cried...
rest in peace my Love

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