A Day Without You

Can you feel me
When I think about you
With every breath I take
Every minute
No matter what I do
My world is an empty place

Like I've been wanderin' the desert for thousand days
Don't know if it's a mirage
But I always see your face, baby

I'm missing you so much
Can't help it
I'm in love
A day without you is like a year without rain
I need you by my side
Don't know how
I'll survive
A day without you is like a year without rain
The stars are burning
I hear your voice in my mind
Can't you hear me callin'
My heart is yearning like the ocean that's running dry
Catch me
I'm fallin'
It's like the ground is crumbling underneath my feet
Won't you save me
There's gonna be a monsoon when you get back to me, baby

So let this drought come to an end
And make this desert flower again
I'm so glad you found me
Stick around me
Baby, baby, baby, oh
It's a world of wonder with you in my life
Still hurting baby
Don't waste no more time
And I need you here
I can't explain
But a day without you
Is like a year without rain

I Learned...

I learned ...
... that to ignore the facts does not change;

I learned ...
... that when you plan to get even with someone, only letting that person continue to hurt you;

I learned ...
... That love, not time, heals all wounds;

I learned ...
... no one is perfect until you fall in love with that person;

I learned ...
... that life is tough, but I'm tougher

I learned ...
... that opportunities are never lost, someone will take the ones you missed.

I learned ...
... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere;

I learned ...
... I can not choose how I feel, but I can choose what to do about it;

I learned ...
... everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it;

I learned ...
... that the less time I have, the more things I get done.

Sonnet Of Loyalty

 All my love will be aware
Before, and with such zeal, and always, and both
That even in the face of the most charming
His charm was more my thinking.

I live it every moment will
And in his praise I will spread my corner
And laugh my laughter and shed my tears
In his grief and his joy

And so when I later look
Who knows death, anguish of those who live
Who knows the loneliness, to those who love

I can say I love (I had):
That is not immortal, since it is called
But let it be infinite while it lasts.

Time

Life is a duty that we brought to at home.
When you see are about six hours!
When to see, it's Friday!
When you see, is already home ...
When you see, it ended the year ...
When you see the lost love of our life.
When you see passed 50 years!
Now it's too late to be failing ...
If I were given one day, another opportunity, I never looked at the clock.
Continue straight ahead and playing the way he would bark and golden hours of useless ...
Hold the love that is in front of me and say that I love ...
What's more, be sure to do something like that due to lack of time.
Be sure to have people on your side out of fear of being happy.
The only fault that this will be the time that, unfortunately, never again.

Secrets Of Happiness

After a while you realize the difference the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,You learn that love does not mean leaning and company does not always mean security,
And begin to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises;
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile, you learn that the sun burns if you get too long, and no matter how much you care about someone, because some people just do not care about you.
You agree that no matter how good a person, it will hurt you every once in a while, and you need to forgive her for that.Learn to speak from time to time can ease emotional pains.
Discover that it takes years to build up trust and only seconds to destroy it, and what you can do things in an instant, from which you will regret for life.
He learns that true friendship continues to grow, even over long distances, and what matters is not what you have in life but who you have in life, good friends and that is that God has placed in our paths;
Learn how we do not have to change friends if we understand that friends change and realizes that his best friend is you can do anything or nothing and have good times together.
He discovers that the people you care about most in life are taken from you so quickly, so we let people like that, with loving words, it may be the last time we see it.
He learns that the circumstances and environments have influence over us, but we are responsible for ourselves.
Learn not to compare yourself with others, but the best you can, find it takes too long to become the person you want to be, and that time is short.
He learns that no matter where you have reached, but where you're going, but if you do not know where to go, follow the path of God.
You learn that either you control your actions or they will control, and that being flexible does not mean being weak, or not to have personality, because no matter how delicate and fragile the situation is, there are always two paths and two sides.
You learn that heroes are people who have done what was needed, facing the consequences.
You learn that patience requires a lot of practice and discovers that sometimes the person you expect to kick you when you fall, is one of the few people to help you get up.
You learn that maturity has more to do with the types of experiences you had, and what you learned from them, than how many birthdays you remember.
Learns there is much more than your parents in you than you thought there.
Learn that you should never tell a child that dreams are silly, few things are so humiliating, and it would be a tragedy if they believed it.
Learn that when you are angry, you have the right to be angry, but that does not give you the right to be cruel.
Discovers that just because someone does not love you the way you want to be loved does not mean that someone does not love you with everything you can, because there are people who love us, but just do not know how to show it or live.
Learns that it is not always enough to be forgiven by someone, sometimes you have to forgive yourself.He learns that, with the same ruthlessness with which sentences, you will at some point convicted.
He learns that no matter how many pieces your heart was broken, because the world does not stop for you to fix it.
You learn that time is something that can not go back to back, so plant your garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers and you learn that you can handle and that is really strong, and that can go much further, after thinking that can not handle anymore.
And, truly, life is valuable and that you have value in life.
Our gifts are traitors and make us lose the good we could conquer.If it were not afraid to try

Nothing Like The Time

Over time, you will realize that to be happy with another person, you need to, first, do not need it.
Also realize that that someone you love (or think you love) and does not want anything to you, definitely not the "someone" of his life.
You learn to like you, care for you and, mainly, to like who also likes you.The secret is not chase butterflies ... gardening is that they come to you.
In the end, you will find not who you were looking for, but who was looking for you!

Art Of Love

If you want to feel the happiness of love, forget your soul.
The soul is that spoils the love.
Only in God they can find satisfaction.
Not another soul.
Only in God - or out of the world.
Souls are incommunicado.
Let your body get along with another body.Because the bodies are understood, but not souls.

Not Everything Is Easy

It's hard to make someone happy, just how easy it is sad.
It's hard to say I love you, as it is easy to say nothing
It is difficult to appreciate love, as it is easy to lose it forever.
It's hard to give thanks for today, as it is easy to live another day.
It is hard to see what life brings good, as is easy to close your eyes and cross the street.
It's hard to be convinced that you are happy, as it is easy to find something that is often missing.
It's hard to make someone smile, as it is easy to cry.
It is hard to put yourself in the shoes of someone, as it is easy to look at their navels.
If you made ​​a mistake, apologize ...
It's hard to apologize? But who said it was easy to be forgiven?
If someone wronged you, forgive him ...
It's hard to forgive? But who says it is easy to repent?
If you feel something, say ...
It's hard to open? But who said it was easy to find
someone who wants to listen?
If someone calls you, listen ...
It is difficult to hear certain things? But who says it's easy to listen to you?
If someone loves you, love you ...
It is difficult to give up? But who said it was easy to be happy?
Not everything is easy in life ... But, of course, nothing is impossible
We must believe, have faith and fight
for not only dream but also makes all of these desires,
reality!

There Are Moments

There are moments in life when we feel so
the lack of someone who we most want
is to remove them from your dreams
and embrace it.

Dream what you want.
Whatever you want to be,
because you only have one life
and it only has a chance
to do what you want.

Have enough happiness to make it sweet.
Difficulties to make it stronger.
Sadness to make it human.
And enough hope to make her happy.

The happiest people
do not have the best things.
They just make the best
opportunities that appear
in their paths.

Happiness comes to those who mourn.
For those who are injured.
For those who seek and always try.
And for those who recognize
the importance of people who have touched their lives.

The brightest future
is based on an intensely lived past.
You will only be successful in life
forgiving when mistakes
and disappointments of the past.

Life is short, but the emotions that we can
last an eternity.
Life is not to play
because one day you die.

Ruins Of Friendship

When you find someone special, and falls in love with this person, you begin to build a relationship with the care of people who build a Wonder.
His basic materials are made up of lots of Love, Dedication and Fellowship.
Until one day something terrible happens, playing for the whole earth construction.
It is disheartening and makes even think that all his work was in vain.
But it is ironic mistake: if we build it all really with beauty and purity of feeling, there will still be a wonderful friendship.
As the most majestic buildings of Humanity left sumptuous ruins of which we tend and admire the fruit of a Friendship Love of truth, and deserves to be preserved.

A Party

An infectious joy in the air
The colored lights to shine
A trendy music playing
All excited, dancing
Apparently nobody wants to stop
This magic moment, want to enjoy
Bad to know that it will end one hour
The magic will cease
The music will be quiet
The light goes off
The sun will shine
A typical day begins!

Happiness

Sadness has no end
happiness yes


Happiness is like a feather
What will the wind taking the air
It flies so light
But life is short
You need to have non-stop wind


The happiness of the poor seems
The great illusion of Carnival
We work all year round
For a moment dream
To make the fantasy
King or a pirate or a gardener
To finish everything on Wednesday


Sadness has no end
happiness yes


Happiness is like a drop
Dew on a flower petal
Shine quiet
After light oscillates
And falls like a tear of love


Happiness is a good thing
And also so delicate
It has flowers and love
Of all the colors
It nests of birds
All the best she has
And that is why she is so delicate
I always treat her well


Sadness has no end
happiness yes


My happiness is dreaming
In the eyes of my girlfriend
It's like tonight, going, going
In search of the dawn
Speak softly, please
Why would she wakes up happy with the day
Offering kisses of love

Friendship

Friendship can be so complex ...
Leave a despondent, others quite happy ...
It is the power of the weak
It is the realm of strong

It makes us make mistakes
Let the weak go under
The strong rise when the head
so-so take them

Without thinking we won
The world generally
and build our little place
leaving each shining star

Starlets ...
Sweet, sensitive, cold, ternurentas ...
But always present in any part
The owners of Friendship ...

Black Tear

I found a black
I was crying
I asked him a tear
to analyze it.

Collected tears
carefully
in a test tube
properly sterilized.

Look upon the one hand,
and the other front:
had an air drop
very transparent.

Fetch the acids,
bases and salts,
drugs used
in such cases.

Rehearsed the cold
experienced the fire,
all times
that gave me the usual:

or signs of black,
no trace of hatred.
Water (almost all)
and sodium chloride.

A Desilusão

Vamos pela vida intercalando épocas de entusiasmo com épocas de desilusão. De vez em quando andamos inchados como velas e caminhamos velozes pelo mar do mundo; noutras ocasiões – mais frequentes do que as outras – estamos murchos como folhas que o tempo engelhou. Temos períodos dourados, em que caminhamos sobre nuvens e tudo nos parece maravilhoso, e outros – tão cinzentos! – em que talvez nos apetecesse adormecer e ficar assim durante o tempo necessário para que tudo voltasse a ser belo.
Acontece-nos a todos e constitui, sem dúvida, um sinal de imaturidade. Somos ainda crianças em muitos aspectos.
A verdade é que não temos razões para nos deixarmos levar demasiado por entusiasmos, pois já devíamos ter aprendido que não podem ser duradouros.
A vida é que é, e não pode ser mais do que isso.
Desejamos muito uma coisa, pensamos que se a alcançarmos obtemos uma espécie de céu, batemo-nos por ela com todas as forças. Mas quando, finalmente, obtemos o que tanto desejávamos, passamos por duas fases desconcertantes. A primeira é um medo terrível de perder o que conquistámos: porque conhecemos o que aconteceu anteriormente a outras pessoas em situações semelhantes à nossa; porque existe a morte, a doença, o roubo…
A segunda fase chega com o tempo e não costuma demorar muito: sucede que aquilo que obtivemos perde – lentamente ou de um dia para o outro – o encanto. Gastou-se o dourado, esboroou-se o algodão das nuvens. Aquilo já não nos proporciona um paraíso.
E é nesse momento que chega a desilusão, com todo o seu cortejo de possíveis consequências desagradáveis: podem passar-nos pela cabeça coisas como mudarmos de profissão, mudarmos de clube, trocarmos de automóvel ou de casa, divorciarmo-nos… E, então, surge o desejo de partir atrás de outro entusiasmo: queremos voltar a amar…
Nunca mais conseguimos aprender o que é o amor.
Se nos desiludimos, a culpa não está nas coisas nem está nas outras pessoas. Se nos desiludimos, a culpa é nossa: porque nos deixámos iludir; porque nos deixámos levar por uma ilusão. Uma ilusão – há quem ganhe a vida a fazer ilusionismo – consiste em vestir com uma roupagem excessiva e falsa a realidade, de modo a distorcê-la ou a fazê-la parecer mais do que aquilo que é.
Quando nos desiludimos não estamos a ser justos nem com as pessoas nem com as coisas.
Nenhuma pessoa, nenhuma das coisas com que lidamos pode satisfazer plenamente o nosso desejo de bem, de felicidade, de beleza. Em primeiro lugar porque não são perfeitas (só a ilusão pode, temporariamente, fazer-nos ver nelas a perfeição). Depois, porque não são incorruptíveis nem eternas: apodrecem, gastam-se, engelham-se, engordam, quebram-se, ganham rugas… terminam.
Aquilo que procuramos – faz parte da nossa estrutura, não o podemos evitar – é perfeito e não tem fim. E não nos contentamos com menos de que isso. É por essa razão que nos desiludimos e que de novo nos iludimos: andamos à procura…
De resto, se todos ambicionamos um bem perfeito e eterno, ele deve existir. Só pode acontecer que exista. Mas deve ser preciso procurar num lugar mais adequado.

Quem Sou Eu?

Não posso dizer quem sou usando apenas uma palavra
Nem mesmo uma única frase
As palavras que expressam quem sou não cabem nesse espaço
Não sou nada
Mas ao mesmo tempo sou um monte de coisas
Sou um pouco de alegria misturado com tristeza
Sou um pouco de dor
Um pouco de solidão
Um pouco do que os meus amigos me ensinaram a ser
Do que os meus inimigos me fizeram aprender
Um pouco da minha família
Um pouco da religião
Ódio, amor e paixão
Sou um pedaço de mágoa e uma medida de perdão
Sou uma pessoa comum…
Simples…
Como qualquer outro
Que sorri e chora nos momentos em que precisar…

Para Sempre

Por que Deus permite
que as mães vão-se embora?
Mãe não tem limite,
é tempo sem hora,
luz que não apaga
quando sopra o vento
e chuva desaba,
veludo escondido
na pele enrugada,
água pura, ar puro,
puro pensamento.
Morrer acontece
com o que é breve e passa
sem deixar vestígio.
Mãe, na sua graça,
é eternidade.
Por que Deus se lembra
— mistério profundo —
de tirá-la um dia?
Fosse eu Rei do Mundo,
baixava uma lei:
Mãe não morre nunca,
mãe ficará sempre
junto de seu filho
e ele, velho embora,
será pequenino
feito grão de milho.