Fera

Arte: Catarina, Carlos Saramago

Olho-me

Estou ali mesmo

 - À minha frente -

Não entendo os meus olhos

Ou não me guiam bem

Sou reflexo

Desse outro olhar

Que me procura

Que me fixa

 - No que não sei se sou –

Fera, selvagem, primitiva

Livre.

 - Chama-me –

Espelho? Pode ser mera Ilusão.

Não importa.

- Vou –

Underworld

Arte: João Marques (JPM Artes)
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Took a peek

Inside myself

At first sight

Nothing I knew

Ventured to go further

Still

Nothing I’ve ever seen

Where does it all

Cames from?

How can it be me

In the eye of a storm?

Shall I risk

To travel deeper?

How many layers

Of me are there?

If I dare

Will I be able to came back

From behind the mirror?

Isa Lisboa

Ghosts

Arte: ĹÁŤĔŃČŶ ÁŤ ĞÁMĔ, Carlos Saramago

Let go of the past

Old ghosts will never

Fill your soul.

Don’t believe them

When they whisper promises;

They will feed on what’s left

And when all is hallow

They will take you

For their home

You won’t even notice

Your heart going cold

Then one day

It will stop

And you will become a ghost

Too…