first part

Just to say and don't forget,

I love you and don't regret.

I wouldn't be so lonely

Everyday will be better

It wouldn't be so painfully

Just to stay together

Just to say and don't forget,

I love you and don't regret.

Maybe it is just temptation

We don't even have to try.

Maybe my heart is on

You're too loud to hear me cry.

Just to say and don't forget,

I love you and don't regret

And when will you see?

Cause I can promise

And my future is clear

Can love really die?

Just to say and don't forget,

I love you and don't regret.

from a desperate needer

My God Singer went away

And what I can not say

I love him forever

With you is better

Orpheus do not play with Zeus

Play for me, play for us.

There are milllion fans.

Green Day are here to stay.

and from the verse is my pray.

if all the bullets that may

cross your heart or stray

stop all the while

when you smile

jesus you are my soul.

you are my heart.

p.s. i'm still locked up here.

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

Free Minds

In a beautiful dance

We, love will trance

And if we cannot shine

We are burning bright

Exploding life with chaos

Confusion are getting us

Oh, such a terrible dust

Oh, suffocating bitter gust

Remind me the last discuss

Record past dirty disgust

Starvation will cease

No more pain and tease

Such as calm hot breeze

That came to make us pleased

The undiscovered power

Hided by the smallest flower

The secret will be revealed

But only if you need

Nothing but a joy,

Oh, how much I love you boy!

Is it a dream???

to Billie Joe Armstrong

On my dream I wasn't alone

All my love wasn't gone

On my dream it was a kiss

And I say to myself, yes, he is!

He is the man of my dreams

And my mistakes, my sins

Are erased by my Lord

And now I can believe is God

Maybe he just does not understand me

Or perhaps he can't comprehend me

But another repetition

Will make a poem by a instruction:

"Women are meant to be loved,

not to be understood".

dreaming again

In the morning I felt a sleep.

When I count the first sheep

He already knows my dreams.

Letter One

I can't write the fairy tale

My brain is burning

My love isn't for sale

I'm still learning

I'm skipping classes

I'm full of boredoom

The time just passes

Now it is afternoon.

p.s quotation by Oscar Wilde

Why poesy?

Lay me under the stars

Or let me daydreaming

Vici(latim) all the wars

Expressing the feeling

or

Let

Oil of Bob

Vouchsafe you

Enormous glory

p.s: please read the tale: literary life of thingum bob, esq. by edgar allan poe

excerpts from Tamerlane

O, human love! thou spirit given

On Earth, of all we hope in Heaven!

Which fall'st into the soul like rain

Upon the Siroc-wither'd plain,

And, failing in thy power to bless,

But leav'st the heart a wilderness!

Idea! which bindest life around

With music of so strange sound,

And beauty of so wild a birth-

Farewell! for I have won the Earth.

Edgar Allan Poe