Clube dos Poetas (Jedi/Sith) Mortos v2.0

Serenata de Satã às Estrelas

Nas noites triviais e desoladas,
Como vos quero, místicas estrelas!...
Lúcidas, antigas camaradas...
Gotas de luz no frio ar nevadas,
Pudesse a minha boca inda bebê-las!

Não vos conheço já. Por onde eu ando!...
Sois vós místicos pregos duma cruz,
Que Cristo estais no Céu crucificando?
Quem triste pelo ar vos foi soltando
Profundos, soluçantes ais de luz!

Ó viagem nas nuvens desmanchadas!
Doces serões do Céu entre as estrelas!
Hoje só ais, ou lágrimas caladas...
Ai! sementes de luz mal semeadas,
Ave do Céu, pudesse eu ir comê-las!

Triste, triste loucura, ó flor's da cruz,
Quando vos eu dizia soluçando:
-Afastai-vos de mim cardos de luz!-
Pudesse eu ter agora os pés bem nus
Inda por entre vós i-los rasgando.

Hoje estou velho, e só, e corcovado;
Causa-me espanto a sombra duma estola;
Enche-me o peito um tédio desolado;
E corro o mundo todo, esfomeado,
Aos abutres do céu pedindo esmola.

Eu sou Satã o triste, o derrubado!
Mas vós estrelas sois o musgo velho
Das paredes do Céu desabitado,
E a poeira que se ergue ao ar calado,
Quando eu bato com o pé no Evangelho!

O Céu é cemitério trivial;
Vós sois o pó dos deuses sepultados;
Deuses, magros esboços do ideal!
Só com rasgar-se a folha de um missal,
Vós caís mortos, hirtos, gangrenados.

Eu sou expulso, roto, escarnecido;
Mas vós já ninguém vos quer as leis
Oh! velho Deus, oh! Cristo colorido!
Lembrai-vos que sois pó enegrecido
E cedo em negro pó vos tornareis.

Eça de Queirós, 29 de Agosto de 1869

 

Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver

Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver;
É ferida que dói e não se sente;
É um contentamento descontente;
É dor que desatina sem doer;

É um não querer mais que bem querer;
É solitário andar por entre a gente;
É nunca contentar-se de contente;
É cuidar que se ganha em se perder;

É querer estar preso por vontade;
É servir a quem vence, o vencedor;
É ter com quem nos mata lealdade.

Mas como causar pode seu favor
Nos corações humanos amizade,
Se tão contrário a si é o mesmo Amor?

LVC

Este é o meu poema favorito de todos os tempos.
É a maior homenagem jamais feita á lingua portuguesa.

 

There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
Hey hey

No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke but uh
But you and I weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
Hey

Hey

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants to, but huh
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approachin
And the wind began to howl
Hey
Oh
All along the watchtower
Hear you sing around the watch
Gotta beware gotta beware I will
Yeah
Ooh baby
All along the watchtower

Jimi Hendrix - All Along the Watchtower (cover de música de Bob Dylan)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1n7EEcv5bIw

Não é exactamente poema, mas apeteceu-me postar porque tava a ouvir agora e rula.

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Agora, se querem uma letra de uma música absolutamente incrível, tomem lá

Been thinking about you
Your records are here
Your eyes are on my wall
Your teeth are over there
But I'm still no one
And you're my star
What do you care?

Been thinking about you
And there's no rest
Should I still love you
Still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself
What do you care?
When the other men are far far better

All the things you've got
All the things you need
Who bought you cigarettes
Who bribed the company to come and see you honey?

I've been thinking about you
So how can you sleep
These people aren't your friends
They're paid to kiss your feet
They don't know what I know
And why should you care
When I'm not there

Been thinking about you
And there's no rest
Should I still love you
Still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself
What do you care?
When I'm not there.

All the things you've got
That you'll never need
All the things you've got
I've bled and I'd bleed to please you

Been thinking about you...

Radiohead - Thinking About You
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SD973I6ZPZk - Eles não fizeram clip pa música, e esse foi primeiro vídeo que achei com música (tocada por eles), loool.

Thom Yorke é um génio faz favor (e só porque tem um verso assim mais...coiso...não se comecem logo a queixar, o resto é brilhante). Esta é no momento a minha música favorita deles, e é sempre difícil como caneco escolher música favorita de Radiohead.

Acho que vou começar a postar aqui músicas deles, visto que de facto o Thom não foi um escritor genial só uma vez.

 

Não se esqueçam do nosso Blog de Fan Fiction.

http://fanfictionpt.blogspot.com

 

I am here as you are here as you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I'm crying

Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob

Mr. City policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob

Sitting in an English garden
Waiting for the sun
If the sun don't shine you get a tan
You get a tan from standing in the English rain

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob

Expert, texpert choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughs at you
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying

Semolina Pilchard
Climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking
Edgar Allen Poe

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob
Goo goo
Juba juba juba
Juba juba juba
Juba juba juba
Juba juba

The Beatles - I Am The Walrus

Muito bom!

 

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day?
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after an
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me



OASIS-Wonderwall

 

Grande música r41mundo, sim senhor!!

Voltando a Radiohead.

Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out

This machine will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see it's beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love.

Radiohead - Street Spirit (Fade Out)

Esta música é absolutamente incrível. Thom Yorke disse umas coisas jeitosas sobre ela:

"Street Spirit is our purest song, but I didn't write it. It wrote itself. We were just its messengers; its biological catalysts. Its core is a complete mystery to me, and, you know, I wouldn't ever try to write something that hopeless. All of our saddest songs have somewhere in them at least a glimmer of resolve. Street Spirit has no resolve. It is the dark tunnel without the light at the end. It represents all tragic emotion that is so hurtful that the sound of that melody is its only definition. We all have a way of dealing with that song. It's called detachment. Especially me; I detach my emotional radar from that song, or I couldn't play it. I'd crack. I'd break down on stage. That's why its lyrics are just a bunch of mini-stories or visual images as opposed to a cohesive explanation of its meaning. I used images set to the music that I thought would convey the emotional entirety of the lyric and music working together. That's what's meant by 'all these things are one to swallow whole'. I meant the emotional entirety, because I didn't have it in me to articulate the emotion. I'd crack..."

"Our fans are braver than I to let that song penetrate them, or maybe they don't realise what they're listening to. They don't realise that Street Spirit is about staring the **** devil right in the eyes, and knowing, no matter what the hell you do, he'll get the last laugh. And it's real, and true. The devil really will get the last laugh in all cases without exception, and if I let myself think about that too long, I'd crack."

"I can't believe we have fans that can deal emotionally with that song. That's why I'm convinced that they don't know what it's about. It's why we play it towards the end of our sets. It drains me, and it shakes me, and hurts like hell every time I play it, looking out at thousands of people cheering and smiling, oblivious to the tragedy of its meaning, like when you're going to have your dog put down and it's wagging its tail on the way there. That's what they all look like, and it breaks my heart. I wish that song hadn't picked us as its catalysts, and so I don't claim it. It asks too much. I didn't write that song."

O video é provavelmente o melhor dos Radiohead, e um dos melhores videos de sempre no geral. Vou postar o dito cujo na thread Multimédia.

 

What'll you do when you get lonely
And nobody's waiting by your side?
You've been running and hiding much too long.
You know it's just your foolish pride.

Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

I tried to give you consolation
When your old man had let you down.
Like a fool, I fell in love with you,
Turned my whole world upside down.

Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

Let's make the best of the situation
Before I finally go insane.
Please don't say we'll never find a way
And tell me all my love's in vain.

Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

Eric Clapton - Layla

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2sfelvHAlU - Incrível

 

Será que ainda ninguém percebeu que este tópico é para poemas/prosa originais?
Tudo bem que se poste algo poético de outro autor...
Mas letras de musica, tenho nas capas dos CDs.

Ninguém se chega à frente e escreve uma coisa original?

Entrando no vosso espírito:

Que linda falua,
que lá vem, lá vem,
é uma falua,
que vem de Belém.

Eu peço ao Senhor Barqueiro
que me deixe passar,
tenho filhos pequeninos
não os posso sustentar.

Passará, não passará,
algum deles ficará,
se não for a mãe à frente,
é o filho lá de trás.

Poema Popular, Versão Heavy Metal

 

Então, como não faço poemas/prosa originais, tenho de postar de outros autores, mostrando-lhes assim (porque eles vêm aqui) o meu respeito. As letras de músicas que são incríveis não têm culpa do seu criador ser um músico em vez de um escritor, pois caso tal acontecesse já não estariam numa capa de um CD, mas sim num livro.

"E lá porque é cantada,
não deve ser desprezada."

The_Crow - Sem Título

 

Dark

You have closed the window of my life
Leaving me in darkness

There?s no blood running in my veins
No life pumping from my heart
The warmth from this body as faded

My heart is surrounded by darkness
My eyes only see the red of my blood
I?m alive, but not living

By Stonezinha

 

Read and Learn Crow... Grande Stonezinha...

 

Se bastasse ler para aprender, eu após estes 6 meses de Fernando Pessoa que tive na escola este ano, já tinha capacidade pa escrever três livros de poesia que se tornariam best-sellers do New York Times. Mas não. Até agora só aquele poema ali, que até acho que ficou bonito, directo e verdadeiro

Mas esse ficou bem sim, Turista Talvez só um pouco demais, vá...negro, lol.

 

Se dava para escrever livros deves ter para aí uma veia ou duas poéticas prontas a usar no nosso tópico.
E os gajos da musica lá se safam com a venda de CD's, duvido que leiam isto...

 

Eu disse que não dava...

http://www.spinner.com/2007/03/27/the-worst-lyrics-ever-no-20/
Aqui estão 20 bons exemplos em como as letras que eu postei aqui eram bonita poesia, lol.

 

I?ve never taught I could feel like this
I?ve never taught it would be you

The way your eyes shine
The way your voice sounds
The way your hands touch
Its makes me shiver

I don?t know if you feel the same
Maybe I will never know
I?m in pain
Please, help me
I don?t want to feel this alone


by stonezinha

 

Your heart... stolen from me
For a shear moment no mine
I perish with such grief
Knowing you don't shine

Then there's commitment to you
I deliver my life in your hand
For I meant not the pain
This love I cannot understand

Art thou near me, so far away
when I thought I could never feel
My heart plays tricks on me
on a forbidden love I kneel

The Force is never so tempting
Art thou a dark poison to take me
Or art thou merely a silent threat?
I know now, it was not meant to be...

Darth En Ghedi
A Fallen Jedi...

 

Even though every one says we can?t be together,
I can?t stop thinking of you
Even though you are far,
The force brings you in to my dreams
Even though you are on the dark side,
I can?t stop loving you

We belong to different words
Battling in opposite sides
Before I kill you
I will breather die first
If we ever meet in battle

Stonezinha

 

The Deviant Feeling Redux

Dark lady taste my tears
For I am a slave of thy moarning
I cannot bear such lies
To believe I am dreaming

You are a gap in my desire
That I must fill no matter what
Still our love is forbidden
And I must accept that

But I don't and I scream
To vast plains of sorrow
I wish I never had this dream

Thou art my beloved romance
Enchanted in this world of grief
I beg you... give me not the chance...

En Ghedi

 

If I could hold your hand
Just for a moment
I would be happy
Even if I would have to die
Just to be with you
Just for that moment
It would be worth it

Tears don?t drown my love
Tears feed it
The pain will not go away
It remains
Untouched I will remain
Until the day I perished

I don?t deserve you
I deserve to be alone
And pay for my mistakes
Pay for loving you
Even though I wish I hadn?t

Stonezinha

 

The Conflict Redux

If there is a villain, that is me
This is too much for the eyes to see
This is driving me to insanity
I wish Dusk is before clarity

Knowing I cannot hold you thight
During this dark winter night
Knowing I'm braking your heart
Just makes this too hard

I shall put an end to all of this
By taking my life... at last the bliss!
The truth is, this isn't meant to be
And my tears fall for you to see

 

Estamos aqui com umas veias poéticas, hã?
Então ninguém mais se chega à frente??? Onde estão os poetas zarolhos porgueses?

Nem que seja:

Um dó li tá
Cara d'amendoá

Já rima!

E pode ser texto...

 

There I was
Laying on the ground
Waiting for you
Waiting for the moment
Waiting for your kiss
Hoping for that day
And then you came
And you took
You took my heart
Give back my heart
It?s not yours to keep
I need it
If I?m to live
But you don?t want it
You will give it away
There?s nothing more to take
Just watch me die
No more I am
You are free

 

Só pedia que quem gosta MESMO de fazer:

a) Histórias de SW
b) Poesia de SW
c) Pequenos textos de SW
d) Qualquer escrita não necessáriamente de SW mas... related...

Tem o blog de Fanfiction para dar largas à imaginação.

Só gostaria de dizer que recentemente recebemos um email, vá lá, importante, em que as histórias contidas no blog forma elogiadas ao ponto de ter sido dito que mereciam... um guião de banda desenhada!

Portanto o que escrevemos deve ser sempre acompanhado de alguma motivação, nem que seja vaga.
Embora tudo o que escrevamos aqui é lido... e bem lido... e nunca vago ou em vão...

 

I want to be with you
Why don?t you let me in?
I just want to make you happy
I just want to love you
Why don?t you let me?

You broth me in to despair
The silent is pain
I cannot take

You say no more
I say is not enough
You keep leaving me
I keep following you
My life is yours

Come back to me
Give it to me
That love

I hate myself
I hate what you do to me
This indecision
I want to go to you
Say you let me

You are everything

by Stonezinha