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Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 29, 2008 at 5:09pm

Escrevo tristezas...
Clicia Pavan
Meu amor perdeu-se
sem respostas
A angústia invade meu cérebro
esmagado de tanto pensar
Lágrimas caem do meu olhar
Pelo meu tempo esquecido
Meu século!!

Como erva daninha, nasceu
a violência, a inveja perversa
Com a qual não posso lutar
Um círculo envolve
gerações de ódio, remorso!
O que levou meu irmão
a cometer atos insanos?
Sinto o homem no estado
Mais primitivo...
Vidas submersas em sangue
Guerras e guerras

Triste perambulo pela
cidade em busca de paz
Não quero escutar só insanidades
Nem que falta agasalho,pão
Que se vive sem razão
Que meu irmão não tem emprego
pois só recebe um não

Quero escutar uma canção
que fale com emoção!
Que o mal dos tempos tem cura
Que fale com brandura da beleza
simples de viver por uma razão!
Fale de fé e esperança
de uma manhã

Quero encontrar meu irmão perdido
Segurar sua mão
caminhar junto com a canção!
Deixando um eco no Universo!
Amor! Amor! Amor! Amor
Paz!Paz!Paz!Paz!Paz!Paz!!
----------------------
Sadness I write ...
Clicia Pavan
My love was lost
No answers
The anguish over my brain
think both of crushed
Tears fall from my eyes
For my time forgot
My century!

As a weed, was born
violence, perverse envy
With which I can not fight
A circle surrounding
generations of hate, remorse!
What took my brother
to commit acts insane?
I feel the man in the state
More primitive
Lives submerged in blood
Wars and wars

Sad by perambulo
city in search of peace
I do not want to hear only insanidades
Not that lack sweater, bread
What is happening without reason
That my brother has no job
because not only receive a

I hear a song
who speaks with emotion!
That the evil of the times has cure!
Who speaks with gentleness of beauty
simple living for a reason!
Talk of faith and hope
a morning

I find my lost brother
Hold your hand
walk along with the song!
Leaving an echo in the universe!
Love! Love! Love! Love
Peace! Peace! Peace! Peace! Peace! Peace
Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 26, 2008 at 2:21pm

Escute a voz da natureza
Escute os pássaros cantando
toda beleza de um novo dia
O ar está leve
com um cheiro de hera
Uma Luz misteriosa
irradia das rochas,
Uma Luz aconchegante
que traz ao seu coração
Harmonia, Paz
Clicia Pavan
-----------------------
Listen to the voice of nature
Listen to the birds singing
beauty of a whole new day
The air is mild
with a smell of ivy
A mysterious light
radiates the rocks,
A warm light
that brings to your heart
Harmony, Peace
Click Pavan
Comment by Larry on December 20, 2008 at 3:45am
Comment by Urus Fret on December 19, 2008 at 7:01pm
Hidin' the day, as we slowly fade away,
into the mist of hope, that glimmers
all around-------
Nothing compares to the touch----
of an angel, to feel the soothing
vibes comfortin', as we take the chance.
Don't forget to glance, when you glide in
between, the Silent Ones,
remember we will never be the same again----

Mending the time, as we bend the void,
make it more comfortable, , a kind of more
easy to handle------
Let.s be Bardo Builders, and vision shapers,
and if you have wings, you can leave them
behind----------
Nothing compares, to the touch of an angel--------

Showers of GraceLight*******
Urus
Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 16, 2008 at 3:43pm

Silent Night is Christmas Click Pavan


Only one night
see how much your misery around
Forget the hatred, just one night
does not feel pity for you
Why is Christmas!
Only one night
forget the pain of the scourge of life
They are not your sufferings, the largest


Take just one night
the sadness in your heart
And cries of excitement
remember that star
that there shone in Bethlehem
Why is Christmas!


Only one night
to fall from space a chorus of angels
bringing the heavenly harp
Expelling all evil, away from violence
Bringing the love, just one night
What to unite the voices of all faiths
and a choir singing only
Night is happy Christmas!


Only one night
Remember that a forgotten past
there at the humble Bethlehem
a star shone
was an angel of light, Jesus was born
I just wanted to the well
peace on earth only one night
Night of Christmas!

Only one night, so every day we remember
That night so special ...
Night of Christmas
Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 16, 2008 at 12:54am

"Peace on earth, men of goodwill" Close your eyes Listen to the song .....
Disconnect is briefly
of all that is around them
Feel how beautiful life
Feel all the emotion of love
Feel the scent of flowers
Let peace that invades your soul
Nothing is more important than you
Do not be afraid to dare and be happy
You are at peace today
my peace I give you
Clicia Pavan
Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 16, 2008 at 12:52am
Jesus you are the word of faith
the promise, the wait
We are your poets
write your verses
just sublime
We are stars in the heavens
poets surfers in search of faith
We are guides and helpers of you
We are angels, light
We hope faith,
because each verse has a higher Sunday
Your love
Clicia Pavan
Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 16, 2008 at 12:50am
Coloring the thoughts
Coloring the feelings
With the color of joy
With the color of goodness
With the color of a smile
With the color of friendship
Whether "SOLIDARITY"
Do not think only of you
They are not, your pain the greatest
Not your tears the only
Look around you ....
Paint the pain, with the colors of love
Clicia Pavan
Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 16, 2008 at 12:48am
My English is bad, but I am a poet
I write to imagine the poet who loved
lonely, every verse, every night
The poet who waited
Who was and was not told
I kissed without mouth
The poet of so many dreams
Of love without names
That laugh of all
it devours and oppressing
Because in your imagine
The love is there, so pure
Clicia Pavan
Comment by Johnnie on December 11, 2008 at 2:23am
Most of my writings come from what I call thought reception...I believe that humans are only solar-powered computers/radios with the ability to pick up many different things that fill the Universe from the past to the present..I would like to know how other poets feel about this and how many wonderful things you have lost due to depression and other Earthly things..also not capturing them as they passed by...after losing so many I started putting the date and time I received them...many of them are at a site dedicated to Love and Kindness at www.relevations.org...I hope that some of you will check them out sometime...thank you Johnnie Hargrave
 

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