<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307</id><updated>2012-01-19T17:59:22.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Pequenos Grandes Momentos</title><subtitle type='html'>Pequenos Grandes Momentos que saiem da alma e passam para o papel.. O meu EU interior, na sua forma concretizada...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-159283527406771458</id><published>2011-12-17T18:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T19:04:34.325Z</updated><title type='text'>Confusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjSVMp-D0Bk/TuzkpdtNBlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/li2Ya9_iF3o/s1600/dark_room_1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjSVMp-D0Bk/TuzkpdtNBlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/li2Ya9_iF3o/s320/dark_room_1024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordo com o mar salgado&lt;br /&gt;Que molha os meus pés&lt;br /&gt;Num vai vem incansável&lt;br /&gt;Pedindo para contemplar o sol&lt;br /&gt;Que trespassa a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Aquecendo-a...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro os nossos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Saudosos e persistentes&lt;br /&gt;Neste memória descontínua.&lt;br /&gt;Estás ali ao lado&lt;br /&gt;Contemplando o mesmo sol que eu.&lt;br /&gt;Serás real ou uma simples projecção&lt;br /&gt;Que a minha memória&lt;br /&gt;Ternamente me constrói?&lt;br /&gt;Agarro a tua mão com força&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-te replicar de dor&lt;br /&gt;De tão real que afinal és!&lt;br /&gt;Desperta então um sorriso inesperado&lt;br /&gt;Que me completa de uma tal forma&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais havia sentido!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me única&lt;br /&gt;Flutuando neste espaço só nosso&lt;br /&gt;Construído&amp;nbsp;pelos nossos desejos&lt;br /&gt;E de juras de amor perdido...&lt;br /&gt;Estranhamente&amp;nbsp;sinto o fresco dos lençóis,&lt;br /&gt;No meio daquela areia amarela&lt;br /&gt;E da espuma do mar que me cerca...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o macio do colchão,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo naquela textura granulada&lt;br /&gt;Que escapa entre os dedos&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a tendo agarrar&lt;br /&gt;Para não sair dali.&lt;br /&gt;Em vão.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o meu corpo a ser sugado pelo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Rapidamente o mar torna-se escuro,&lt;br /&gt;Estático, opaco e desaparece!&lt;br /&gt;A areia compacta-se num tecido fino&lt;br /&gt;Que envolve o meu corpo paralisado!&lt;br /&gt;O sol torna-se vermelho e divide-se&lt;br /&gt;Tomando a forma de números num visor!&lt;br /&gt;Deixo de sentir a tua mão agarrada à minha...&lt;br /&gt;Deixo de sentir o teu abraço...&lt;br /&gt;E ali permaneço eu,&lt;br /&gt;Sozinha neste quarto escuro&lt;br /&gt;Com o relógio marcando a madrugada&lt;br /&gt;E uma almofada vazia a meu lado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-159283527406771458?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/159283527406771458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=159283527406771458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/159283527406771458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/159283527406771458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/12/acordo-com-o-mar-salgado-que-molha-os.html' title='Confusão'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjSVMp-D0Bk/TuzkpdtNBlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/li2Ya9_iF3o/s72-c/dark_room_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-303163603196948300</id><published>2011-12-17T18:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T18:44:37.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma Prenda de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCu7oTn8nww/Tuzg3LH1fCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PfBeIEXsbds/s1600/393558_2743712229647_1162715873_33048816_1583410174_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCu7oTn8nww/Tuzg3LH1fCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PfBeIEXsbds/s320/393558_2743712229647_1162715873_33048816_1583410174_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é como um puzzle...&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes é simples&lt;br /&gt;Outras é complicada,&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes é efémera&lt;br /&gt;Outras permanece no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Trespassada por vezes&lt;br /&gt;Por pessoas que achamos ser as certas&lt;br /&gt;Mas que de alguma forma&lt;br /&gt;Teimam em não encaixar em nós!&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sombria e misteriosa&lt;br /&gt;Outras colorida e brilhante,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre feita de pequenos pedaços&lt;br /&gt;Que juntos farão sentido no todo&lt;br /&gt;Que só será revelado&lt;br /&gt;Quando a última peça for colocada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu,&lt;br /&gt;Como as estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;Brilho eternamente para vós!&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes distante ou ausente,&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes brilhando num certo tom&lt;br /&gt;Imperceptível aos vossos olhos,&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes rodeada de escuras nuvens&lt;br /&gt;Que escondem o meu cintilar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo ausente ou distante&lt;br /&gt;Continuarei lá no alto a brilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Sem parar...&lt;br /&gt;Sem cansar...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando me afasto no dia&lt;br /&gt;Pois de noite voltarei para vos ver...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca deixarei de existir mesmo na ausência&lt;br /&gt;Continuarei brilhando...&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre...&lt;br /&gt;No vosso Universo...&lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que me encontre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-303163603196948300?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/303163603196948300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=303163603196948300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/303163603196948300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/303163603196948300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/12/uma-prenda-de-natal.html' title='Uma Prenda de Natal'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCu7oTn8nww/Tuzg3LH1fCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PfBeIEXsbds/s72-c/393558_2743712229647_1162715873_33048816_1583410174_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8411716550942148751</id><published>2011-11-19T13:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:39:07.767Z</updated><title type='text'>Pinturas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2x-37pktgI/TsewxwWbNII/AAAAAAAAANw/_F-q4SBytkw/s1600/how-to-learn-painting-as-a-hobby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2x-37pktgI/TsewxwWbNII/AAAAAAAAANw/_F-q4SBytkw/s320/how-to-learn-painting-as-a-hobby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendo o mundo a branco e preto&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de contrastes destoados&lt;br /&gt;Pelo vento frenético que remexe&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Que teimam em emergir.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma enorme vontade&lt;br /&gt;De pegar calmamente o pincel esquecido&lt;br /&gt;E sair pela rua colorindo tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que me toca...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que me envolve...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que por momentaneamente&lt;br /&gt;Me deixe um sorriso nos lábios...&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de te colorir...&lt;br /&gt;Pintar-te suavemente com tons pastel&lt;br /&gt;Com uma ou outra pitada de cor quente,&lt;br /&gt;Picante ou deliciosa,&lt;br /&gt;E tornar-te na minha peça principal,&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que perdurará no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;E terá um valor&amp;nbsp;incalculável.&lt;br /&gt;Desenhar-te todos os contornos&lt;br /&gt;Com uma&amp;nbsp;tal&amp;nbsp;perfeição&lt;br /&gt;Que destronaria Rafael ou Ingres.&lt;br /&gt;Serias a minha obra-prima&lt;br /&gt;Exposta na minha galeria privada&lt;br /&gt;Para que apenas eu te pudesse contemplar!&lt;br /&gt;Sairei por aí pintando...&lt;br /&gt;Espero encontrar-te ao virar da esquina...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8411716550942148751?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8411716550942148751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8411716550942148751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8411716550942148751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8411716550942148751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/11/vendo-o-mundo-branco-e-preto-cheio-de.html' title='Pinturas'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2x-37pktgI/TsewxwWbNII/AAAAAAAAANw/_F-q4SBytkw/s72-c/how-to-learn-painting-as-a-hobby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3987551513571573710</id><published>2011-11-13T21:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:56:50.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Tempo Incerto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taWwKZej4Dw/TsA9HfYZY3I/AAAAAAAAANo/7ed9PQQw4Xs/s1600/tempestade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taWwKZej4Dw/TsA9HfYZY3I/AAAAAAAAANo/7ed9PQQw4Xs/s1600/tempestade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo faz barulho lá fora...&lt;br /&gt;Chora a tua ausência desalmadamente.&lt;br /&gt;Reclama furiosamente a tua presença,&lt;br /&gt;E tenta a todo o custo empurrar-te para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Ou a raptar-te para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Entre raios e trovões te desejo comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Lado a lado aconchegados,&lt;br /&gt;Presos por sentimentos confusos,&lt;br /&gt;Misteriosos e fugidios.&lt;br /&gt;Perco-me nas incertezas de tudo&lt;br /&gt;E as certezas do nada que nos cerca.&lt;br /&gt;É, não é, poderá ser ou não ser,&lt;br /&gt;Será algo ou não, terminará ou durará...&lt;br /&gt;Confuso, trémulo, irrequieto.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei sentir o que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;E gostava de sentir aquilo que...&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente me é negado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3987551513571573710?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3987551513571573710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3987551513571573710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3987551513571573710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3987551513571573710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/11/tempo-incerto.html' title='Tempo Incerto'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taWwKZej4Dw/TsA9HfYZY3I/AAAAAAAAANo/7ed9PQQw4Xs/s72-c/tempestade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-827757824567886894</id><published>2011-09-21T13:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:31:29.063Z</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Hoje os sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Voltaram a revolver o meu interior.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez te apresentaste,&lt;br /&gt;E deixaste um carinho sorridente&lt;br /&gt;Como um bom dia ao levantar&lt;br /&gt;Para me deixar na lembrança&lt;br /&gt;Que hoje é o teu dia.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é o teu dia...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje era o teu dia...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um dia de saudade&lt;br /&gt;De memórias e sensações.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um dia de olhos brilhantes&lt;br /&gt;De água salgada que te recorda.&lt;br /&gt;É dia de recordar-te,&lt;br /&gt;De recordar tudo o que passou.&lt;br /&gt;De recordar tudo o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;De imaginar tudo o que ficou por dizer.&lt;br /&gt;É dia também para sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;Por teres passado na minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Por me teres feito sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;Por me teres feito feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que momentaneamente.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é feita de pequenos momentos.&lt;br /&gt;E sem dúvida alguma...&lt;br /&gt;Foste um pequeno grande momento&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que jamais se esquecem&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que nos fazem sorrir e chorar,&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que nos alimentam&lt;br /&gt;E nos fazem acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moby diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"One of these mornings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Won't be very long&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You will look for me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I´ll be gone"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi isso que aconteceu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBhG3C0LmHk/TnnedYPKTQI/AAAAAAAAANk/p_BbKsurQWQ/s1600/20090401-remember-380x285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBhG3C0LmHk/TnnedYPKTQI/AAAAAAAAANk/p_BbKsurQWQ/s200/20090401-remember-380x285.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-827757824567886894?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/827757824567886894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=827757824567886894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/827757824567886894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/827757824567886894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/09/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBhG3C0LmHk/TnnedYPKTQI/AAAAAAAAANk/p_BbKsurQWQ/s72-c/20090401-remember-380x285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2576084838212945615</id><published>2011-09-07T00:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:24:52.967+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dor Vazia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njwt-z3F2Z0/TmarZF70pRI/AAAAAAAAANg/PIzprQR_ciA/s1600/tumblr_lh58bouLJ31qgwngko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njwt-z3F2Z0/TmarZF70pRI/AAAAAAAAANg/PIzprQR_ciA/s200/tumblr_lh58bouLJ31qgwngko1_400.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dor pontiaguda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Espinhosa e magnética,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dor que se entranha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E corrói os meus órgãos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dissolve a minha alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vazio profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deixado por esse parasita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peso imundo que aparece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E suga toda a inexistência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que embate em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E me prega ao chão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Rasteja…”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Diz a voz dentro de mim…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Arrasto-me na lama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sem existir uma luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que me ofereça a mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E me tire deste leito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que me deixa inerte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grito até a voz desaparecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Até me desvanecer no ar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Até encontrar a serenidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Flutuando invisível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aos olhos dos demais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ondulo ao sabor do vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que espalha pedaços de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;No mar, nos bosques, no sol…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sorrindo então,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E deixando um sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Como uma última vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gravada no testamento da verdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Plenitude e paz atingidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Assim espero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2576084838212945615?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2576084838212945615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2576084838212945615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2576084838212945615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2576084838212945615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/09/dor-vazia.html' title='Dor Vazia'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njwt-z3F2Z0/TmarZF70pRI/AAAAAAAAANg/PIzprQR_ciA/s72-c/tumblr_lh58bouLJ31qgwngko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5144841313401937187</id><published>2011-07-17T20:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:51:28.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Olha-me e sorri…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Pára nesse momento especial…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Pára o tic tac desenfreado do relógio…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Olha-me e sorri apenas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Deixa-me guardar na memória esse instante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Congelá-lo nas minhas recordações&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Para ir saciando os meus dias ausentes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Sorri e abraça-me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Deixa-me sentir-te em mim…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Deixa-me cheirar a tua presença…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Sorri e abraça-me apenas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Num aperto suficientemente apertado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Que aqueça e perdure na minha alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Durante os longos dias de Inverno!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Abraça-me e leva-me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Perde-te no mundo e no tempo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Encontra-me perdida no espaço…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Abraça-me e leva-me apenas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Não digas uma palavra sequer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Nem ofereças alguma bela flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Que estragaria a beleza intemporal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Daquele momento efémero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Em que estaríamos apenas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;A contemplar o sorriso um do outro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPyorJ3qzDk/TiM9Obq7CxI/AAAAAAAAANc/4XDfZ-Py6hA/s1600/4676076602_da8306a634+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPyorJ3qzDk/TiM9Obq7CxI/AAAAAAAAANc/4XDfZ-Py6hA/s320/4676076602_da8306a634+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5144841313401937187?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5144841313401937187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5144841313401937187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5144841313401937187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5144841313401937187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-i-need.html' title='All I Need'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPyorJ3qzDk/TiM9Obq7CxI/AAAAAAAAANc/4XDfZ-Py6hA/s72-c/4676076602_da8306a634+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5547925610031974449</id><published>2011-05-18T21:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:18:28.025+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejo ardente</title><content type='html'>Quero sentir o teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Suave, frio...&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir-te em todo o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Ondulado, inquieto...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a tua força a puxar-me,&lt;br /&gt;A reclamar-me para ti.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser presa com tuas algemas&lt;br /&gt;E jogada para o fundo...&lt;br /&gt;Para depressa me agarrares&lt;br /&gt;E devolveres o ar que roubaste&lt;br /&gt;Num doce beijo apaixonado!&lt;br /&gt;Deita-te à minha beira e,&lt;br /&gt;Rebola comigo nesse chão macio.&lt;br /&gt;Vai e vem sem fim à vista...&lt;br /&gt;Toca em mim como se fosse única&lt;br /&gt;E como se fosses apenas meu!&lt;br /&gt;Sacia-me esta saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que queima na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;atrai&amp;nbsp;incansavelmente a tua força.&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar contigo...&lt;br /&gt;Dia após dia.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir-te ao meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Num longo abraço...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de ti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iExllG4ZqQg/TdQpNJwJIiI/AAAAAAAAANY/E-DarHPoME0/s1600/part_of_the_sea_by_little_me_starfire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iExllG4ZqQg/TdQpNJwJIiI/AAAAAAAAANY/E-DarHPoME0/s320/part_of_the_sea_by_little_me_starfire.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5547925610031974449?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5547925610031974449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5547925610031974449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5547925610031974449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5547925610031974449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/05/desejo-ardente.html' title='Desejo ardente'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iExllG4ZqQg/TdQpNJwJIiI/AAAAAAAAANY/E-DarHPoME0/s72-c/part_of_the_sea_by_little_me_starfire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3242586694016568999</id><published>2011-04-29T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:33:59.007+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trilho à deriva</title><content type='html'>Levanto-me e ponho as botas do destino,&lt;br /&gt;Iniciando&amp;nbsp;a marcha neste trilho irregular&lt;br /&gt;Que me fere o corpo e a alma!&lt;br /&gt;Subo&amp;nbsp;incansavelmente&amp;nbsp;estes picos&lt;br /&gt;Que ondulam ao sabor do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Arrastando-os para mim como&amp;nbsp;íman.&lt;br /&gt;Pé ante pé, e agora descalça,&lt;br /&gt;Desço ao vale calorosamente gélido&lt;br /&gt;Que me prende ao chão&amp;nbsp;esfomeado&lt;br /&gt;Pela essência humana que transporto.&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo-me a desvanecer ao de leve,&lt;br /&gt;Luto&amp;nbsp;freneticamente&amp;nbsp;com esta força&lt;br /&gt;Tão minha... Transcendente!&lt;br /&gt;Olho os obstáculos nas minhas costas&lt;br /&gt;Com um ténue sorriso na face&lt;br /&gt;E a alegria libertadora&lt;br /&gt;Que me acalma o espírito e o corpo!&lt;br /&gt;Percorro este mar único&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de serenidade em combustão,&lt;br /&gt;Onde procuro a fortuna perdida&lt;br /&gt;Que aguarda a chave do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Para se revelar novamente ao mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu?&lt;br /&gt;Sou apenas um pequeno barco à vela&lt;br /&gt;Navegando no trilho da Luz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nA9q1B9A9E/Tbsq7aMzZHI/AAAAAAAAANU/-E2kE4jtNtQ/s1600/IMAG0259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nA9q1B9A9E/Tbsq7aMzZHI/AAAAAAAAANU/-E2kE4jtNtQ/s320/IMAG0259.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3242586694016568999?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3242586694016568999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3242586694016568999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3242586694016568999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3242586694016568999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/04/trilho-deriva.html' title='Trilho à deriva'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9nA9q1B9A9E/Tbsq7aMzZHI/AAAAAAAAANU/-E2kE4jtNtQ/s72-c/IMAG0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2548798786901731381</id><published>2011-04-27T17:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:33:27.958+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Moldando o Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbptqOvDeHg/TbhFHCd9SfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UYyxTpoL2Vc/s1600/IMAG0168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbptqOvDeHg/TbhFHCd9SfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UYyxTpoL2Vc/s320/IMAG0168.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entro no calmo tormento fugidio&lt;br /&gt;Que me alcança eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Nesta paragem deliciosa&lt;br /&gt;Que sacia meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Ávidos de uma salvação.&lt;br /&gt;Procuro sofregamente&lt;br /&gt;Por um lugar no mundo&lt;br /&gt;Que possa moldar com as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Dando-lhe formas desconhecidas&lt;br /&gt;Que maravilham os dogmáticos&lt;br /&gt;E regozijam os descobridores!&lt;br /&gt;Pego no horizonte como uma folha&lt;br /&gt;E dobro&amp;nbsp;incansavelmente,&lt;br /&gt;Tal como um submisso origami&lt;br /&gt;Que renuncia a sua vontade&lt;br /&gt;À poderosa força&lt;br /&gt;Que emana das minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Distorcendo o que me rodeia&lt;br /&gt;Sem piedade do objectivo alcançado,&lt;br /&gt;Espero que encha meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Com novas luzes e texturas,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto este ar apressado&lt;br /&gt;Eleva meu corpo translúcido de cor&lt;br /&gt;Para o novo desenho&lt;br /&gt;Que se cria à minha frente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2548798786901731381?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2548798786901731381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2548798786901731381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2548798786901731381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2548798786901731381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/04/moldando-o-mundo.html' title='Moldando o Mundo'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbptqOvDeHg/TbhFHCd9SfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UYyxTpoL2Vc/s72-c/IMAG0168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3354789949123336533</id><published>2011-04-20T16:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T16:34:19.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSC1RUsmK8/Ta78zYiGYoI/AAAAAAAAANM/sYaKN5Umzfs/s1600/chuva2noite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSC1RUsmK8/Ta78zYiGYoI/AAAAAAAAANM/sYaKN5Umzfs/s200/chuva2noite.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chove… &lt;br /&gt;Chove lá fora… &lt;br /&gt;E nas entranhas do meu ser. &lt;br /&gt;Chove desalmadamente frio &lt;br /&gt;Com gotas de tristeza &lt;br /&gt;Que me deixam enublada &lt;br /&gt;Nesta tempestade de primavera! &lt;br /&gt;Sinto o furação que se liberta de mim &lt;br /&gt;Tocando com tamanha brutalidade &lt;br /&gt;Em tudo o que me cerca. &lt;br /&gt;Rasga o tempo &lt;br /&gt;E rasga a vontade… &lt;br /&gt;Faz voar e rodopiar &lt;br /&gt;Todos os pensamentos &lt;br /&gt;Em torno do seu epicentro carnal &lt;br /&gt;Que tomba no fim em desequilíbrio. &lt;br /&gt;Levanta-se discreto e silencioso &lt;br /&gt;Tal maresia sentimental obscura &lt;br /&gt;Que rapidamente se condensa e precipita. &lt;br /&gt;Desfaz as gotas em lágrimas &lt;br /&gt;Que pesam nas nuvens arredondadas &lt;br /&gt;E… &lt;br /&gt;Chove… &lt;br /&gt;Chove lá fora &lt;br /&gt;E nas entranhas do meu ser… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3354789949123336533?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3354789949123336533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3354789949123336533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3354789949123336533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3354789949123336533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/04/chove.html' title='Chove'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSC1RUsmK8/Ta78zYiGYoI/AAAAAAAAANM/sYaKN5Umzfs/s72-c/chuva2noite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-350052919545246955</id><published>2011-03-05T17:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:13:07.456Z</updated><title type='text'>Portas abertas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vsa6YnMbzw8/TXJqDsF-rYI/AAAAAAAAANI/H81VpS6Sr78/s1600/untitled36987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vsa6YnMbzw8/TXJqDsF-rYI/AAAAAAAAANI/H81VpS6Sr78/s320/untitled36987.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai e vem...&lt;br /&gt;Doce tormento sereno&lt;br /&gt;Que acalma a fúria da alma&lt;br /&gt;Tão estridantemente silenciosa,&lt;br /&gt;Que corta a barreira de ferro&lt;br /&gt;Criada à volta deste ser&lt;br /&gt;Que o prende e afoga.&lt;br /&gt;A brecha luminosa que aparece&lt;br /&gt;E ilumina o sorriso esculpido&lt;br /&gt;Pela força do vento e do mar!&lt;br /&gt;Maresia que rasga a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Partindo aquele vítreo brilho&lt;br /&gt;Das lágrimas que brotavam&lt;br /&gt;Sem cessar... Sem cansar...&lt;br /&gt;Braços invisíveis e ternos&lt;br /&gt;Que embalam esta felicidade dormente&lt;br /&gt;E que provocam espasmos de risos&lt;br /&gt;Tão fortes... Tão intensos...&lt;br /&gt;Que nada nem ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Consegue entender de onde vêm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-350052919545246955?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/350052919545246955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=350052919545246955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/350052919545246955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/350052919545246955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/03/vai-e-vem.html' title='Portas abertas'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vsa6YnMbzw8/TXJqDsF-rYI/AAAAAAAAANI/H81VpS6Sr78/s72-c/untitled36987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8900961271786425124</id><published>2011-02-11T16:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:37:34.992Z</updated><title type='text'>O espaço vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4heRjd5dCxU/TVVluZ7xFNI/AAAAAAAAANE/Jsqo7GioB7M/s1600/dor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4heRjd5dCxU/TVVluZ7xFNI/AAAAAAAAANE/Jsqo7GioB7M/s200/dor.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos, momentos&lt;br /&gt;Risos e gargalhadas.&lt;br /&gt;Abraços e beijos,&lt;br /&gt;Toques de ternura&lt;br /&gt;Que ficarão para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Entrelaçados na memória.&lt;br /&gt;O quente conforto&lt;br /&gt;Daquele abraço saudoso,&lt;br /&gt;O brilho no olhar&lt;br /&gt;Que recebia a cada visita,&lt;br /&gt;As histórias divertidas&lt;br /&gt;Que me faziam rir em criança,&lt;br /&gt;As flores que&amp;nbsp;apanhávamos,&lt;br /&gt;E o pano do autocarro&lt;br /&gt;Que me deste para cobrir&lt;br /&gt;A boneca minha filha.&lt;br /&gt;As bolachas e bolos&lt;br /&gt;Que teimavas em ter em casa&lt;br /&gt;Como um eterno presente.&lt;br /&gt;Estiveste lá...&lt;br /&gt;Desde cedo...&lt;br /&gt;Cumprindo todos os teus papéis&lt;br /&gt;Com tamanha dedicação e sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;Foste amiga e foste mãe,&lt;br /&gt;Foste companheira e leal&lt;br /&gt;Sempre e para sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Minha doce Avó!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Eterno Obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BK6NThN4v1M/TVVljAONCqI/AAAAAAAAANA/_ca5bKulOGQ/s1600/obrigado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BK6NThN4v1M/TVVljAONCqI/AAAAAAAAANA/_ca5bKulOGQ/s200/obrigado.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8900961271786425124?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8900961271786425124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8900961271786425124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8900961271786425124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8900961271786425124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-espaco-vazio.html' title='O espaço vazio'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4heRjd5dCxU/TVVluZ7xFNI/AAAAAAAAANE/Jsqo7GioB7M/s72-c/dor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8754501630072913681</id><published>2011-01-04T21:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:35:39.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Luz</title><content type='html'>Sento-me no chão frio&lt;br /&gt;Fitando aquela última brecha de luz&lt;br /&gt;Que treme em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Quase a extinguir-se...&lt;br /&gt;Absorvo o ténue calor&lt;br /&gt;Que me oferece,&lt;br /&gt;Buscando uma última chama&lt;br /&gt;Que ilumine este corpo cansado&lt;br /&gt;De rastejar neste mar de espinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Luz inquietante,&lt;br /&gt;Distante e ausente,&lt;br /&gt;Que acendes apenas na luz do dia&lt;br /&gt;E me deixas sozinha no escuro da noite!&lt;br /&gt;Devolve o brilho a estas janelas&lt;br /&gt;Que embaciaram neste inverno frio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TSOR-kLFPcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Lgp0Kn42I4s/s1600/458a6d83b-e86a-40e2-b767-95b66369ae16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TSOR-kLFPcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Lgp0Kn42I4s/s320/458a6d83b-e86a-40e2-b767-95b66369ae16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8754501630072913681?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8754501630072913681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8754501630072913681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8754501630072913681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8754501630072913681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/01/sento-me-no-chao-frio-fitando-aquela.html' title='Luz'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TSOR-kLFPcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Lgp0Kn42I4s/s72-c/458a6d83b-e86a-40e2-b767-95b66369ae16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4507443731290066242</id><published>2010-12-22T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:54:19.238Z</updated><title type='text'>Infinita Espiral</title><content type='html'>Apenas perdida no novelo de sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos, emoções, paixões,&lt;br /&gt;Mendigando pelas ruas efêmeras&lt;br /&gt;Estreitas de amor e ternura,&lt;br /&gt;Carentes de vida, movimento,&lt;br /&gt;Desaparecendo, esvanecendo no ar&lt;br /&gt;Pesado, sombrio, escuro,&lt;br /&gt;Que trespassa a alma, a mente,&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de pequenos nadas, transcendente&lt;br /&gt;Afastada de um corpo inerte&lt;br /&gt;Que deambula eternamente neste mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais cruel, sem rumo&lt;br /&gt;Perdido no espaço finito, preso,&lt;br /&gt;Gritando ofegantemente pela luz&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante, quente, maravilhosa&lt;br /&gt;Que guia, ilumina e acalma&lt;br /&gt;Deixando transparecer&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento confuso de alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que se encontra sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas perdida no novelo de sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos, emoções, paixões...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TRJjRFNxySI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jFV7vOrrawA/s1600/1215923669454_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TRJjRFNxySI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jFV7vOrrawA/s320/1215923669454_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-4507443731290066242?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4507443731290066242/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=4507443731290066242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4507443731290066242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4507443731290066242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/infinita-espiral.html' title='Infinita Espiral'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TRJjRFNxySI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jFV7vOrrawA/s72-c/1215923669454_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7481851919012610742</id><published>2010-12-21T13:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:36:57.992Z</updated><title type='text'>Novidade Crua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TRCrYbYhJpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yPwqPdadYEI/s1600/hoje_perdi_varios_barcos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TRCrYbYhJpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yPwqPdadYEI/s320/hoje_perdi_varios_barcos.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque quando não se escuta,&lt;br /&gt;Nem se quer ver os pedidos do coração,&lt;br /&gt;Cai-se num marasmo emocional&lt;br /&gt;Que nos abana e atira ao chão,&lt;br /&gt;Tamanha fúria divina que é libertada.&lt;br /&gt;Porque se perde a vontade&lt;br /&gt;E a essência do nosso sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Da nossa paz, da nossa felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Como um diamante desprezado&lt;br /&gt;Que só no fim de roubado&lt;br /&gt;Brilha dentro de nós o desejo&lt;br /&gt;A posse de tal necessidade,&lt;br /&gt;A vontade de respirar em conjunto!&lt;br /&gt;O sonho desvanece, cristalizando o nevoeiro&lt;br /&gt;Criando infinitas partículas de vidro&lt;br /&gt;Que se estilhaçam em nós e ferem,&lt;br /&gt;Rasgam, abrem feridas na nossa alma.&lt;br /&gt;O brilho dos olhos, outrora translúcido,&lt;br /&gt;Torna-se opaco e sem vida&lt;br /&gt;Fixa-se no tempo perdido,&lt;br /&gt;Na paragem rítmica,&lt;br /&gt;Pum Pum... Pum Pum...&lt;br /&gt;Pum...&lt;br /&gt;P...&lt;br /&gt;?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Espero que sejas muito feliz&lt;br /&gt;mas confesso que mais uma vez caí ao chão]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7481851919012610742?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7481851919012610742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7481851919012610742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7481851919012610742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7481851919012610742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/novidade-crua.html' title='Novidade Crua'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TRCrYbYhJpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yPwqPdadYEI/s72-c/hoje_perdi_varios_barcos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2041574503394340068</id><published>2010-12-10T17:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:06:26.887Z</updated><title type='text'>Abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TQJZEq9FurI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NsgU2_fBHZ0/s1600/IMAG0030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TQJZEq9FurI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NsgU2_fBHZ0/s320/IMAG0030.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TQJZEq9FurI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NsgU2_fBHZ0/s1600/IMAG0030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sentada nesta rocha&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo a brisa do mar&lt;br /&gt;Chocando com o meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Inerte, inexpressivo,&lt;br /&gt;Toldado pelo pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Que me envolve!&lt;br /&gt;Olho a tranquilidade volátil&lt;br /&gt;Deste destino que carrego&lt;br /&gt;Colocando toda esta esperança&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas que vão... e vem...&lt;br /&gt;Sorrio calmamente quando me tocas,&lt;br /&gt;E me fazes acreditar em tudo&lt;br /&gt;Com tanta força e vontade&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-me esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Por meros segundos&lt;br /&gt;Todo o passado obscuro.&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos enquanto me abraças&lt;br /&gt;E com toda a força me seguras&lt;br /&gt;Protegendo-me do mundo ameaçador.&lt;br /&gt;Cercada de ti, como uma muralha,&lt;br /&gt;Que me salva dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Abro o coração para que entres nele&lt;br /&gt;E revolvas o pó antigo,&lt;br /&gt;Tornando-o mais leve...&lt;br /&gt;Mais limpo...&lt;br /&gt;Mais quente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2041574503394340068?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2041574503394340068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2041574503394340068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2041574503394340068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2041574503394340068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/abraco.html' title='Abraço'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TQJZEq9FurI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NsgU2_fBHZ0/s72-c/IMAG0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5659897730787002406</id><published>2010-11-08T18:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-08T18:10:20.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Espera...</title><content type='html'>Espero tranquila pela felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Buscando o teu sorriso perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;De forma a olhar para a tua alma&lt;br /&gt;Pelas duas janelas cristalinas que me contemplam.&lt;br /&gt;Espero ansiosa o abraço quente&lt;br /&gt;Que me devolverá o bater do coração.&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te à minha beira&lt;br /&gt;Para sentir o teu odor único à minha volta,&lt;br /&gt;Cheirando-te, tocando-te, sentindo-te...&lt;br /&gt;Num local só nosso...&lt;br /&gt;Onde estejamos a sós,&lt;br /&gt;No calor dos nossos corpos unidos em paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Trocando juras de amor eterno...&lt;br /&gt;Quero acordar contigo a meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Para te poder beijar pela manhã,&lt;br /&gt;E puder ser a primeira coisa que contemplas,&lt;br /&gt;Ao abrires os olhos para mais um dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TNg88xx-wBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3JlIhsTZk5g/s1600/espera22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TNg88xx-wBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3JlIhsTZk5g/s320/espera22.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5659897730787002406?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5659897730787002406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5659897730787002406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5659897730787002406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5659897730787002406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/11/espera.html' title='Espera...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TNg88xx-wBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3JlIhsTZk5g/s72-c/espera22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6443828260697036820</id><published>2010-11-07T08:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:53:53.822Z</updated><title type='text'>À beira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TNZzyy28qvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/75xlkXQQCU8/s1600/minha-primeira-gota_zahira_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TNZzyy28qvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/75xlkXQQCU8/s320/minha-primeira-gota_zahira_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sentimentos de limite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Um quase cair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Um quase voar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Um quase desaparecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;O eterno vai não vai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cai não cai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Vai e vem de emoções e memórias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Que nos empurram para o canto escuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E nos prendem momentaneamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No meio de torturas e interrogatórios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Porquê??? De quem é a culpa???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Quem fez isto??? Porque é que aconteceu assim????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Não há paz e serenidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Não há sorrisos que brotem dos lábios dos demais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Não há abraços que aqueçam a alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nem beijos que despertem o amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Memórias dolorosas que assaltam de forma constante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sem dó dos atropelos mentais que provocam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Espero ansiosa pelo fim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pela queda final de todas as coisas negativas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Que existem dentro de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Como se as passa-se para uma gota de água,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lavando e limpando a alma com água pura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E esperando que essa gota se desprende-se e...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Caísse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6443828260697036820?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6443828260697036820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6443828260697036820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6443828260697036820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6443828260697036820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/11/beira.html' title='À beira'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TNZzyy28qvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/75xlkXQQCU8/s72-c/minha-primeira-gota_zahira_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8346177396566344838</id><published>2010-09-15T16:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:40:34.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trocadilhos</title><content type='html'>Que pensamentos são estes que afloram...&lt;br /&gt;Que saudades são estas que despertam...&lt;br /&gt;Que vontades são estas que aparecem...&lt;br /&gt;Que medo é este que cresce...&lt;br /&gt;Que inquietação é esta que permanece...&lt;br /&gt;Que angústia&amp;nbsp; é esta que me cerca...&lt;br /&gt;Que momentos são estes que passam...&lt;br /&gt;Que loucura é esta que tenho...&lt;br /&gt;Que raiva é esta que me consome...&lt;br /&gt;Que dúvida é esta que me ilumina...&lt;br /&gt;Que desejo é este que me enfraquece...&lt;br /&gt;... que me ocupam a mente todos os dias!&lt;br /&gt;... e criam uma sensação de vazio em mim!&lt;br /&gt;... provocando uma turbulência interna!&lt;br /&gt;... que me assusta e apaga a esperança!&lt;br /&gt;... compondo o ingénuo nervosismo!&lt;br /&gt;... fazendo-me perder forças constantemente!&lt;br /&gt;... e ficam cravados a frio no meu ser!&lt;br /&gt;... que me faz delirar sem razão!&lt;br /&gt;... e escurece a alma e o espírito!&lt;br /&gt;... para me conduzir ao abismo certo!&lt;br /&gt;... e me mata o corpo cansado!&lt;br /&gt;Que sentimento é este que corroi e alimenta&lt;br /&gt;Sem que nada nem ninguém possa senti-lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TJDoeYayUII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sNwnDrSXFfY/s1600/trocadilho_arte_rua-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TJDoeYayUII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sNwnDrSXFfY/s320/trocadilho_arte_rua-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8346177396566344838?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8346177396566344838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8346177396566344838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8346177396566344838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8346177396566344838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/trocadilhos.html' title='Trocadilhos'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TJDoeYayUII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sNwnDrSXFfY/s72-c/trocadilho_arte_rua-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3990115753687729465</id><published>2010-09-14T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:09:29.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TI_xclv5akI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BjYJhEY2t2I/s1600/momentos-dificeis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TI_xclv5akI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BjYJhEY2t2I/s200/momentos-dificeis.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Momentos de dúvida,&lt;br /&gt;De incerteza e surpresa.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos efêmeros,&lt;br /&gt;De emoção e interrogação.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos de paz,&lt;br /&gt;Tranquilidade e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos escassos,&lt;br /&gt;Pequenos e serenos.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos de alegria,&lt;br /&gt;De festejo e desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos fascinantes,&lt;br /&gt;Pendentes e quentes.&lt;br /&gt;São estes momentos&lt;br /&gt;Que preenchem o vazio interior&lt;br /&gt;E preenchem o meu EU volátil&lt;br /&gt;Que evapora e precipita a alma.&lt;br /&gt;São os pedaçoes de mim&lt;br /&gt;Que escrevo nas linhas do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;São os pedaços de tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que tatuo dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Para não me esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Que toda a minha vida são momentos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3990115753687729465?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3990115753687729465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3990115753687729465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3990115753687729465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3990115753687729465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/momentos.html' title='Momentos'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TI_xclv5akI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BjYJhEY2t2I/s72-c/momentos-dificeis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3682188535154066810</id><published>2010-08-28T19:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T19:30:01.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sou eu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/THlUZ5vpudI/AAAAAAAAALw/INWSi-P3k_E/s1600/mulher_veu_preto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/THlUZ5vpudI/AAAAAAAAALw/INWSi-P3k_E/s320/mulher_veu_preto.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que olho ao espelho&lt;br /&gt;Penetrando o vítreo olhar que me fita,&lt;br /&gt;Em busca do diamante perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que escuto o som do rio&lt;br /&gt;Integrando a sua água nas minhas veias,&lt;br /&gt;Procurando alimentar o meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto a luz da lua&lt;br /&gt;Entrando quente em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo despertar os meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Perdida no meio da dúvida&lt;br /&gt;Saciando a vontade de viver&lt;br /&gt;Com os pequenos grandes sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Que me embalam neste leito.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que grito ao vento da noite&lt;br /&gt;Para que me toque de mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Acordando este corpo pesado&lt;br /&gt;De mágoas, ilusões e dor.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que espero o nascer do sol&lt;br /&gt;Para que os seus raios&lt;br /&gt;Me façam sorrir ao levantar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3682188535154066810?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3682188535154066810/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3682188535154066810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3682188535154066810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3682188535154066810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/quem-sou-eu.html' title='Quem sou eu?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/THlUZ5vpudI/AAAAAAAAALw/INWSi-P3k_E/s72-c/mulher_veu_preto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-610365022916435683</id><published>2010-06-08T00:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:15:18.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Relembro-te</title><content type='html'>Relembro o primeiro olhar tímido...&lt;br /&gt;A primeira vez que nos cruzamos...&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras palavras que me sussurraste ao ouvido...&lt;br /&gt;Os primeiros olhares cumplices...&lt;br /&gt;A primeira vontade de estarmos a sós...&lt;br /&gt;Só nós...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro a primeira loucura...&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar que dizia que me queria...&lt;br /&gt;O teu abraço enquanto caminhávamos pela rua...&lt;br /&gt;As pequenas brincadeiras que deixavam risos no ar...&lt;br /&gt;A despedida forçada mas intensa...&lt;br /&gt;E saudosa...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro os momentos, as conversas, os desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro tudo o que me fazia sorrir...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro ainda mais, aquilo que não poderei ter...&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que só posso sonhar...&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que só posso desejar...&lt;br /&gt;Foste uma grande... mas boa loucura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TA19K5WnAAI/AAAAAAAAALY/_i4z6xytnRs/s1600/untitled36987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TA19K5WnAAI/AAAAAAAAALY/_i4z6xytnRs/s200/untitled36987.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que repetiria vezes sem fim...&lt;br /&gt;Noutros sítios...&lt;br /&gt;Noutras situações...&lt;br /&gt;Noutras horas...&lt;br /&gt;Com outras palavras...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro-te...&lt;br /&gt;Sonho-te...&lt;br /&gt;Sorrindo...&lt;br /&gt;Desejando-te...&lt;br /&gt;Querendo-te...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-610365022916435683?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/610365022916435683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=610365022916435683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/610365022916435683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/610365022916435683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/relembro-te.html' title='Relembro-te'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/TA19K5WnAAI/AAAAAAAAALY/_i4z6xytnRs/s72-c/untitled36987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7518605046449041652</id><published>2010-05-15T22:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:57:39.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdades</title><content type='html'>Mais uma noite apertada&lt;br /&gt;Onde só eu e a minha alma perecem&lt;br /&gt;Exaustas  e sombrias&lt;br /&gt;Nesta luz eterna!&lt;br /&gt;A melancolia paira no ar&lt;br /&gt;Como  uma brisa de lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Trazidas por ventos lendários&lt;br /&gt;E  guardadas pelo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Escuto atentamente&lt;br /&gt;Todos os teus  movimentos&lt;br /&gt;Como se guiasses o meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;E escrevesses o  meu destino!&lt;br /&gt;Que tempestade de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;É esta que me  assola...&lt;br /&gt;Que turbilhão é este?&lt;br /&gt;Memórias bombardeadas a frio&lt;br /&gt;Que  embatem em mim e me trespassam!&lt;br /&gt;Não sucumbo!&lt;br /&gt;Jamais o  permitirei!&lt;br /&gt;Lutarei contra a verdade esquecida&lt;br /&gt;Contra a  força dos oceanos...&lt;br /&gt;Estarei aqui no meu posto&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo  continência à tua luz&lt;br /&gt;E esperando o momento do luar&lt;br /&gt;Que  enaltece tudo o que pode ser verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://riscosescritos.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/feminino_luar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://riscosescritos.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/feminino_luar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7518605046449041652?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7518605046449041652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7518605046449041652&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7518605046449041652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7518605046449041652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/verdades.html' title='Verdades'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6778587465033962778</id><published>2010-04-11T09:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:50:13.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho (Ir)Real</title><content type='html'>Hoje sonhei contigo...&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez...&lt;br /&gt;Mas desta vez foi diferente...&lt;br /&gt;Como se de facto fosse possível&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo aquilo fosse verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que a tua morte&lt;br /&gt;Não tinha passado de um engano&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que não tinham&lt;br /&gt;Compreendido a tua partida!&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que aquele amor de criança&lt;br /&gt;Ainda era vivo e forte entre nós!&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei novamente com o teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar a fitar o meu...&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas eram as mesmas,&lt;br /&gt;Os lamentos eram reais...&lt;br /&gt;Nada de ficção!!!&lt;br /&gt;Como se a realidade não passasse&lt;br /&gt;De um falso sonho!&lt;br /&gt;As nossas promessas continuavam ali,&lt;br /&gt;Iguais às de outrora...&lt;br /&gt;Combinámos passar o resto do dia juntos,&lt;br /&gt;Longe de todos...&lt;br /&gt;Onde poderíamos quebrar os laços de saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Que se haviam construído com a tua ausência.&lt;br /&gt;Tão perto... Tão real!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;Acordei!&lt;br /&gt;E o impacto da alma com o meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Fez-me perceber que era mentira...&lt;br /&gt;Que nada tinha mudado...&lt;br /&gt;A não ser o meu estado de consciência!&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;Agora sorria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/S8GNLeSOF2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/JQhEFnJCR6A/s1600/sonho1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/S8GNLeSOF2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/JQhEFnJCR6A/s320/sonho1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6778587465033962778?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6778587465033962778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6778587465033962778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6778587465033962778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6778587465033962778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/sonho-irreal.html' title='Sonho (Ir)Real'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/S8GNLeSOF2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/JQhEFnJCR6A/s72-c/sonho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7832893121942487863</id><published>2010-03-28T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:33:43.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/S6_LLHl3LhI/AAAAAAAAALI/k5OmZKieJl4/s1600/Thinking__by_DarkAngeLP26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/S6_LLHl3LhI/AAAAAAAAALI/k5OmZKieJl4/s320/Thinking__by_DarkAngeLP26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sinto-me à beira do abismo,&lt;br /&gt;Com a enorme gravidade a puxar&lt;br /&gt;Todas as partes do meu ser!&lt;br /&gt;É hora de sentar... pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Pensar no caminho que escolhi,&lt;br /&gt;No caminho que me escolheu,&lt;br /&gt;Nas pedras deste caminho.&lt;br /&gt;É hora de olhar para dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Ver do que sou feita,&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o meu material como algo único!&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de voltar a sentir...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir que sou especial neste mundo!&lt;br /&gt;Preciso novamente daquele sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Daquele sorriso que libertava&lt;br /&gt;Tão espontaneamente...&lt;br /&gt;Tão puro.. Tão verdadeiro!&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de voltar a ver pedaços de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Nas coisas que toco no dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de voltar a sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;Sem medos, sem limites...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de voltar a ser..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7832893121942487863?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7832893121942487863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7832893121942487863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7832893121942487863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7832893121942487863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/03/reflexao.html' title='Reflexão'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/S6_LLHl3LhI/AAAAAAAAALI/k5OmZKieJl4/s72-c/Thinking__by_DarkAngeLP26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-707668935619540356</id><published>2009-11-22T14:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:23:52.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Aqui, Ali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SwlHwoprZdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4XWyuEHkrSs/s1600/choroeagua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SwlHwoprZdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4XWyuEHkrSs/s320/choroeagua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Momentos efémeros&lt;br /&gt;Estes que passam...&lt;br /&gt;Segundos ardentes&lt;br /&gt;Que nos elevam ao céu&lt;br /&gt;E nos tombam de prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Coragem essa que ganha asas&lt;br /&gt;E vontade de voar&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo estando enjaulada.&lt;br /&gt;Palavras banais que se perdem,&lt;br /&gt;No calor desenfreado deste Inverno!&lt;br /&gt;Laços ternurentos que nos prendem&lt;br /&gt;E nos dão tempo de sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje perco-me de noite,&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã me encontrarei no dia.&lt;br /&gt;Só para que saibas de mim&lt;br /&gt;E de todo o conhecimento que me cerca.&lt;br /&gt;Não estarei lá por ti,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sim por mim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-707668935619540356?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/707668935619540356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=707668935619540356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/707668935619540356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/707668935619540356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/11/aqui-ali.html' title='Aqui, Ali'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SwlHwoprZdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4XWyuEHkrSs/s72-c/choroeagua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4185724053997731019</id><published>2009-09-14T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:46:59.433+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia num estado diferente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-1157062661198777843</id><published>2009-09-02T21:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:16:55.592+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perguntas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sp7S1HQCsyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Lh-xA2dM0UA/s1600-h/a3dcfae02471b5c5ee073dde137d59f7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376966815048184610" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sp7S1HQCsyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Lh-xA2dM0UA/s200/a3dcfae02471b5c5ee073dde137d59f7.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê?...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;... Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;Porquê, porquê, porquê...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORQUÊ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Céus... Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;... Mas... Porquê?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque pergunto e nada responde.&lt;br /&gt;Porquê eu...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Porquê.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-1157062661198777843?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1157062661198777843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=1157062661198777843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1157062661198777843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1157062661198777843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/09/perguntas.html' title='Perguntas'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sp7S1HQCsyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Lh-xA2dM0UA/s72-c/a3dcfae02471b5c5ee073dde137d59f7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6956748831960027592</id><published>2009-08-31T22:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:17:58.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta de...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SpxDLVULUoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-7ZWaD9JVCA/s1600-h/POESIA_PURA.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376245917152924290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SpxDLVULUoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-7ZWaD9JVCA/s200/POESIA_PURA.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 152px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras..&lt;br /&gt;Que enaltecem a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E me levam ao paraíso&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Onde reina a felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;O destino cruel teima em surgir&lt;br /&gt;Sem nada que possa impedir&lt;br /&gt;Toda essa tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Que arrasta atrás de si&lt;br /&gt;Como correntes...&lt;br /&gt;Correntes que me prendem&lt;br /&gt;E me impedem de rasgar um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Neste rosto amargurado&lt;br /&gt;Por todas aquelas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Que passam por esta vida.&lt;br /&gt;Onde estará a fonte da minha felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;O ponto-chave da minha paz?&lt;br /&gt;Tantas opções erradas...&lt;br /&gt;Más escolhas,&lt;br /&gt;Ou pessoas que nos escolhem.&lt;br /&gt;Feridas que abrem e perecem,&lt;br /&gt;Sangrando saudade&lt;br /&gt;E doendo de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Que serve de musa nestes momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade...&lt;br /&gt;Carinho...&lt;br /&gt;Afecto...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Céus!&lt;br /&gt;Como faz falta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6956748831960027592?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6956748831960027592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6956748831960027592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6956748831960027592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6956748831960027592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/08/palavras.html' title='Falta de...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SpxDLVULUoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-7ZWaD9JVCA/s72-c/POESIA_PURA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5875022924666406549</id><published>2009-08-15T22:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:18:09.848+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ReComeço!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Socrz31E7_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/oypC-U4oqJI/s1600-h/romantic_restaurants_007p.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309250822500338" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Socrz31E7_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/oypC-U4oqJI/s200/romantic_restaurants_007p.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 158px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim... Desejo ardentemente,&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer-te, ouvir-te, tocar-te&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse pela primeira vez.&lt;br /&gt;Termos conversas sobre o estado do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Ou sobre aquela notícia na televisão.&lt;br /&gt;Despedir-me com dois beijos nas bochechas&lt;br /&gt;E um sorriso nos lábios&lt;br /&gt;Que afirmam a vontade de estar contigo novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Após, receber a doce mensagem:&lt;br /&gt;"Adorei estar contigo!"&lt;br /&gt;E sorrir timidamente como criança,&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o chão a desaparecer debaixo dos pés&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo sentir uma comichão na barriga.&lt;br /&gt;Borboletas dizem eles...&lt;br /&gt;Quero perder-me em diálogos infinitos,&lt;br /&gt;Cheios de carinho e afeição.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um deles mais importante que o outro.&lt;br /&gt;Queria diminuir o abismo que há entre nós.&lt;br /&gt;Entre tu e eu,&lt;br /&gt;Para falar verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Que tal...&lt;br /&gt;Marcarmos um primeiro encontro?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5875022924666406549?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5875022924666406549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5875022924666406549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5875022924666406549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5875022924666406549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/08/recomeco.html' title='ReComeço!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Socrz31E7_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/oypC-U4oqJI/s72-c/romantic_restaurants_007p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6957742483385320822</id><published>2009-08-07T14:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:18:20.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SnwuL11JGBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/21p5vmyVsRc/s1600-h/com_o_tempo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367215636882200594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SnwuL11JGBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/21p5vmyVsRc/s200/com_o_tempo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 152px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém se vai...&lt;br /&gt;Deixando um buraco negro&lt;br /&gt;Que consome tudo aquilo que nos faz rir.&lt;br /&gt;Como um íman que só atrai a tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;Salgadas são as gotas de água&lt;br /&gt;Que teimam em percorrer este rosto.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei como pará-las!!&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera deter essa sabedoria...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez...&lt;br /&gt;Assim...&lt;br /&gt;Fosse feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6957742483385320822?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6957742483385320822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6957742483385320822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6957742483385320822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6957742483385320822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/08/vazio.html' title='Vazio'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SnwuL11JGBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/21p5vmyVsRc/s72-c/com_o_tempo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7433574436832982098</id><published>2009-07-14T19:00:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:18:34.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Erros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SlzM-wN5RRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/J7xDfm__hPE/s1600-h/woman-head-in-handsgrey.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358383035131184402" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SlzM-wN5RRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/J7xDfm__hPE/s200/woman-head-in-handsgrey.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 128px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que só depois da perda&lt;br /&gt;É que damos valor às pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;E que sentimos a falta delas&lt;br /&gt;Desde os simples "bons dias" &lt;br /&gt;Aos eternos beijos e mimos&lt;br /&gt;Que se trocam diariamente.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que não se devia fazer aos outros&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que não gostamos &lt;br /&gt;Que fizessem a nós.&lt;br /&gt;Mas como deveremos nós julgar&lt;br /&gt;Quando nós próprios&lt;br /&gt;Cometemos esse deslize?&lt;br /&gt;Como poderemos corrigir uma mentira,&lt;br /&gt;Uma mágoa, uma incerteza,&lt;br /&gt;De alguém que não merecia&lt;br /&gt;Carregar este fardo imundo?&lt;br /&gt;Como poderemos nós,&lt;br /&gt;Tranquilizar com a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;Quando esta chega já tarde&lt;br /&gt;E pode ferir mais que a mentira prévia?&lt;br /&gt;Como se pode perdir perdão...&lt;br /&gt;Perdão mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Não apenas o esquecimento!&lt;br /&gt;Lutando? Falando? Correndo atrás?&lt;br /&gt;Dúvidas... Estas dúvidas...&lt;br /&gt;Tantas... E eu sem respostas.&lt;br /&gt;Soluções?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se saberei alguma vez,&lt;br /&gt;O resultado deste jogo.&lt;br /&gt;Joguei com as regras erradas,&lt;br /&gt;Andei pelos tabuleiros errados&lt;br /&gt;E não consegui acabar o jogo.&lt;br /&gt;E agora...&lt;br /&gt;Choro...&lt;br /&gt;De desgosto, tristeza, dor&lt;br /&gt;E raiva... E que raiva...&lt;br /&gt;Pelas minhas limitações,&lt;br /&gt;Que eu própria delineei.&lt;br /&gt;Só me resta recomeçar de novo,&lt;br /&gt;Lançar novamente os dados&lt;br /&gt;Numa nova aventura.&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente erra.&lt;br /&gt;Sobressai apenas quem sai dos erros&lt;br /&gt;E tenta dar a volta por cima.&lt;br /&gt;Porque...&lt;br /&gt;Até eu posso ser feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7433574436832982098?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7433574436832982098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7433574436832982098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7433574436832982098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7433574436832982098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/erros.html' title='Erros'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SlzM-wN5RRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/J7xDfm__hPE/s72-c/woman-head-in-handsgrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-852435212195375169</id><published>2009-07-03T11:37:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:18:47.554+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sk3gdJ7GNrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ik0Ienl-oG0/s1600-h/em+meus+bra%C3%A7os.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354182323498006194" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sk3gdJ7GNrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ik0Ienl-oG0/s200/em+meus+bra%C3%A7os.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que incerteza é esta que me assola&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquele encontro fortuito&lt;br /&gt;Naquele espaço improvisado.&lt;br /&gt;Que falta de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Que outrora me faziam rir&lt;br /&gt;e provocavam a vontade de sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me perdida no meio de um labirinto,&lt;br /&gt;Sem luz ou mapa para me guiar&lt;br /&gt;Para me mostrar o caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que realmente quero!&lt;br /&gt;Anseio pelo tesouro que procuro,&lt;br /&gt;Que me dirá quem é...&lt;br /&gt;Quem és...&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou...&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos e imagino este mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que nada me pertence,&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida não me guia para lá!&lt;br /&gt;Que mais posso fazer?&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber qual o meu destino,&lt;br /&gt;Para onde caminho eu?&lt;br /&gt;E...&lt;br /&gt;Será que estarás lá?&lt;br /&gt;Are you there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-852435212195375169?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/852435212195375169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=852435212195375169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/852435212195375169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/852435212195375169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/onde.html' title='Onde?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sk3gdJ7GNrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ik0Ienl-oG0/s72-c/em+meus+bra%C3%A7os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5514771410786583190</id><published>2009-07-03T11:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:37:45.798+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagens... Sonhos...</title><content type='html'>Caminho maravilhada&lt;br /&gt;Entre jardins e fontes&lt;br /&gt;Que me fazem sorrir&lt;br /&gt;E sonhar...&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Como me fazem sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;Pensar que tudo se move&lt;br /&gt;Só para eu poder ver...&lt;br /&gt;Pensar que cada folha de relva&lt;br /&gt;Ou cada gota de água&lt;br /&gt;está ali para que possa apreciar.&lt;br /&gt;Caminho exausta pelas ruas&lt;br /&gt;Guardando na memória &lt;br /&gt;As belas imagens desta viagem.&lt;br /&gt;Tão belas e tão fisicamente efémeras.&lt;br /&gt;Descanso por fim sobre esta pedra,&lt;br /&gt;Ao sabor do vento que passa&lt;br /&gt;E com as pálpebras baixas&lt;br /&gt;Que me transportam&lt;br /&gt;para outro lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Humm&lt;br /&gt;Para onde irei?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sk3fQg3PcMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SDyJTWGb1pc/s1600-h/olho+e+palavra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sk3fQg3PcMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SDyJTWGb1pc/s200/olho+e+palavra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354181006805921986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5514771410786583190?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5514771410786583190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5514771410786583190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5514771410786583190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5514771410786583190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/07/caminho-maravilhada-entre-jardins-e.html' title='Viagens... Sonhos...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/Sk3fQg3PcMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SDyJTWGb1pc/s72-c/olho+e+palavra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5401362109348830611</id><published>2009-06-13T20:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:19:01.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Julgamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SjQDuRy54BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wwFqTlIXzVc/s1600-h/bailarina+luz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346902751181398034" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SjQDuRy54BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wwFqTlIXzVc/s200/bailarina+luz.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero quieta e calada&lt;br /&gt;A voz que me deixa feliz&lt;br /&gt;E me eleva ao sonho&lt;br /&gt;Embalado de força e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Trilho incerto que me leva&lt;br /&gt;E me guia para o meu destino&lt;br /&gt;Escutando com atenção&lt;br /&gt;Todas as coordenadas que me dás.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui…&lt;br /&gt;No agora…&lt;br /&gt;Um só desejo…&lt;br /&gt;Um só sonho permanece latente!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta do calor amigo&lt;br /&gt;Que as ondas do mar me vão oferecendo,&lt;br /&gt;E a areia vai deixando o rasto da saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Que depressa tento apagar.&lt;br /&gt;E…&lt;br /&gt;A ilusão prende-me&lt;br /&gt;E arrasta-me até aos confins do amor.&lt;br /&gt;Perpétua?&lt;br /&gt;Ou suspensa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5401362109348830611?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5401362109348830611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5401362109348830611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5401362109348830611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5401362109348830611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/06/julgamento.html' title='Julgamento'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SjQDuRy54BI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wwFqTlIXzVc/s72-c/bailarina+luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3759771637103569116</id><published>2009-05-18T21:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:14:26.598+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um porquê!</title><content type='html'>Sonhos… desejos…&lt;br /&gt;Que se transformam em punhais&lt;br /&gt;E se cravam bem fundo&lt;br /&gt;De tudo aquilo que queremos.&lt;br /&gt;Eterno círculo destruidor&lt;br /&gt;Que teima em trazer a infelicidade&lt;br /&gt;Para o seio desta vida.&lt;br /&gt;Céu escuro e cinzento&lt;br /&gt;Que teima em se aproximar&lt;br /&gt;E agredir-me com raios e trovões.&lt;br /&gt;Tempestades que me assolam&lt;br /&gt;E me envolvem fortemente&lt;br /&gt;Prendendo-me nestas nuvens!&lt;br /&gt;Renego todos os criadores&lt;br /&gt;Destas devastadoras formas&lt;br /&gt;Que aspiram ser algodão!&lt;br /&gt;Impuro…&lt;br /&gt;Algodão impuro…&lt;br /&gt;Ciúme ridículo que dá força&lt;br /&gt;E persistência para a profissão!&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que não chegam para contar&lt;br /&gt;Para mostrar a revolta e angústia&lt;br /&gt;E acima de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;A tristeza que cerca e aperta&lt;br /&gt;A única coisa que quero partilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando?&lt;br /&gt;Onde?&lt;br /&gt;Como?&lt;br /&gt;E…&lt;br /&gt;Com quem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ShHBjRcWvoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/e9QcM2M9N0g/s1600-h/fuck.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ShHBjRcWvoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/e9QcM2M9N0g/s200/fuck.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337259845132664450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3759771637103569116?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3759771637103569116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3759771637103569116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3759771637103569116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3759771637103569116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/mais-um-porque.html' title='Mais um porquê!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ShHBjRcWvoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/e9QcM2M9N0g/s72-c/fuck.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4834996707744490030</id><published>2009-05-18T20:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:19:12.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Olhando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ShG-GnpPKYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K3jmSgSdE2E/s1600-h/images_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337256054341183874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ShG-GnpPKYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K3jmSgSdE2E/s200/images_.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 117px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 76px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que faço eu aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Sentada nesta cadeira&lt;br /&gt;A olhar o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Que irá deixar de o ser?&lt;br /&gt;Que procuro eu entre esta água&lt;br /&gt;Entre este baloiçar de folhas&lt;br /&gt;Que vejo a cair e voar… voar…&lt;br /&gt;Que tento eu escutar no vento&lt;br /&gt;Ou sentir…?&lt;br /&gt;Que desejo eu ter com este momento,&lt;br /&gt;Qual o fim a que quero chegar?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei…&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente…&lt;br /&gt;Não sei…&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo ser racional&lt;br /&gt;Para compreender o que me cerca.&lt;br /&gt;Só sei sentir…&lt;br /&gt;Só consigo assimilar&lt;br /&gt;Através dos poros&lt;br /&gt;Desta pele que me protege!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-4834996707744490030?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4834996707744490030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=4834996707744490030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4834996707744490030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4834996707744490030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/olhando.html' title='Olhando...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ShG-GnpPKYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K3jmSgSdE2E/s72-c/images_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-9116402176293688144</id><published>2009-05-09T23:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:04:43.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tic.... Tac</title><content type='html'>Tempo…&lt;br /&gt;O tic tac…&lt;br /&gt;Compasso descompassado…&lt;br /&gt;Rápido, lento,&lt;br /&gt;Para, volta atrás, muda…&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-o dentro de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Presente…&lt;br /&gt;Ensurdecedor…&lt;br /&gt;Invisível…&lt;br /&gt;Toco-o, sinto-o, arranco-o de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Afasta-se, perde-te…&lt;br /&gt;Abre as asas… voa... vai-te.&lt;br /&gt;Prende-me e leva-me contigo!&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me o som que preciso,&lt;br /&gt;A energia necessária à vida.&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tic tac…&lt;br /&gt;Mais alto…&lt;br /&gt;Mais alto por favor!&lt;br /&gt;Onde estás?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SgX9gVhJthI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fuhiMy1YHmY/s1600-h/sad+child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SgX9gVhJthI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fuhiMy1YHmY/s200/sad+child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333948065664054802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-9116402176293688144?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9116402176293688144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=9116402176293688144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/9116402176293688144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/9116402176293688144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/tic-tac.html' title='Tic.... Tac'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SgX9gVhJthI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fuhiMy1YHmY/s72-c/sad+child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5239894173532735080</id><published>2009-04-24T23:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:22:33.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUELE Momento...</title><content type='html'>Sento-me calmamente...&lt;br /&gt;Olhos entreabertos com toda a luminosidade...&lt;br /&gt;Com toda esta imensidão à minha frente!&lt;br /&gt;Vejo, revejo, toda esta vida incansável,&lt;br /&gt;Todas as memórias que se libertam&lt;br /&gt;E pairam no ar deste pensamento único.&lt;br /&gt;Observo-te a cair de mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Com o medo e a ansiedade de fugir&lt;br /&gt;Para um outro mundo, uma outra realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Olho... Vejo... Sinto...&lt;br /&gt;Ouço... Entro dentro do momento...&lt;br /&gt;Somos um só movimento, uma só vida!&lt;br /&gt;Rodeada pela luz que libertas,&lt;br /&gt;Rodeada pelo embalo das ondas brancas,&lt;br /&gt;O coração para!&lt;br /&gt;A respiração bloqueia!&lt;br /&gt;O estrondo do teu toque no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o mundo numa paragem temporal&lt;br /&gt;Onde só o meu pensamento é livre,&lt;br /&gt;Onde só ele permanece intacto.&lt;br /&gt;Começo por sentir a tua entrada&lt;br /&gt;Nas entranhas oceânicas da terra.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a saudade a crescer&lt;br /&gt;E a lágrima teimosa que se cria no canto do olho!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a leve brisa provocada pelo teu movimento,&lt;br /&gt;Que me traz o teu odor, o teu sabor...&lt;br /&gt;OH! Que sensação magnífica!&lt;br /&gt;Que momento único!&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos, deixando cair a lágrima...&lt;br /&gt;Percorrendo os montes e vales do meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Esgueirando-se discretamente pelo canto da boca.&lt;br /&gt;Tão salgada como este mar que me circunda,&lt;br /&gt;Tão única quanto ele, como se fossem um só!&lt;br /&gt;Transcendo a alma ao teu encontro,&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse fundir contigo&lt;br /&gt;Para formar algo superior, algo fenomenal e único!&lt;br /&gt;De repente, todo este momento é sugado.&lt;br /&gt;A alma volta ao corpo...&lt;br /&gt;O mundo recomeça a girar...&lt;br /&gt;O coração a bater e o oxigénio a entrar em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Abro os olhos e...&lt;br /&gt;Desapareceste...&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã cá te espero...&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2921635190198337665</id><published>2009-04-24T22:48:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:19:27.769+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicado às três meninas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SfI1rWabOTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/47IqwxXi1f4/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328380327999781170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SfI1rWabOTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/47IqwxXi1f4/s200/DSC02108.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para a Rita:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque o futuro&lt;br /&gt;É aquela folha em branco&lt;br /&gt;Que queremos colorir&lt;br /&gt;Com novas cores,&lt;br /&gt;Novos tons,&lt;br /&gt;Com uma nova arte!&lt;br /&gt;Tu, a artista dessa tela,&lt;br /&gt;Não temas os pincéis&lt;br /&gt;Alicerces desse teu mundo!&lt;br /&gt;Vive cada pincelada&lt;br /&gt;Com tamanho gosto e emoção&lt;br /&gt;Até ao fim desse grandioso quadro!&lt;br /&gt;Nunca te esqueças:&lt;br /&gt;"O quadro é a alma do seu criador."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para a Carla:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre foi pacífico&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre foi necessário&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida é volátil&lt;br /&gt;E o que hoje é verdade,&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã deixa de o ser!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sei que fazes diferença&lt;br /&gt;E que nada fará esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aquilo que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;E tudo aquilo que ainda virá.&lt;br /&gt;Constrói o teu livro&lt;br /&gt;Com as mais belas canetas&lt;br /&gt;E tintas impermeáveis à tristeza!&lt;br /&gt;Vive a vida de forma colorida e feliz&lt;br /&gt;Sem esquecer as páginas passadas&lt;br /&gt;E idealizando as que irás preencher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para a Joana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luzes, som, ribalta.&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso, riso, gargalhadas.&lt;br /&gt;Seja na noite com as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Ou no solarengo dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo na vida deve ser razão para rir&lt;br /&gt;Para correr atrás dos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;De forma incansável e frenética.&lt;br /&gt;Relembra os belos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Que fizeram brilhar a amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os pequenos risos cúmplices,&lt;br /&gt;Todos aqueles olhares &lt;br /&gt;Que comunicavam por si só.&lt;br /&gt;Seja longe ou perto&lt;br /&gt;Com palavras ou pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;A união amiga será mais forte&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo aquilo que possamos imaginar!&lt;br /&gt;Um novo caminho irá começar...&lt;br /&gt;Avança sem medo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2921635190198337665?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2921635190198337665/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2921635190198337665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2921635190198337665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2921635190198337665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/dedicado-as-tres-meninas.html' title='Dedicado às três meninas!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SfI1rWabOTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/47IqwxXi1f4/s72-c/DSC02108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7765859168241560270</id><published>2009-04-14T23:54:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:19:59.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Areia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SeUVWladKYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IcAMeVdzoiE/s1600-h/praia.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324685612179859842" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SeUVWladKYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IcAMeVdzoiE/s200/praia.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 151px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorro incansavelmente &lt;br /&gt;Esta areia movediça &lt;br /&gt;Que teima em escapar-se &lt;br /&gt;Debaixo dos meus pés. &lt;br /&gt;Corro a voar &lt;br /&gt;Para não sentir o seu calor &lt;br /&gt;Nem tropeçar nas dunas que encontro. &lt;br /&gt;De repente... &lt;br /&gt;Paro... &lt;br /&gt;O odor doce, mágico &lt;br /&gt;De um amarelo tão grandioso &lt;br /&gt;Que detêm involuntariamente o meu olhar. &lt;br /&gt;Colho aquele pedaço de felicidade &lt;br /&gt;E... &lt;br /&gt;Serei Feliz... &lt;br /&gt;Não serei Feliz... &lt;br /&gt;Serei Feliz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pétalas leva-as o vento, &lt;br /&gt;Mas somos nós &lt;br /&gt;Que colhemos as flores da vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7765859168241560270?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7765859168241560270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7765859168241560270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7765859168241560270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7765859168241560270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/percorro-incansavelmente-esta-areia.html' title='Areia...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SeUVWladKYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IcAMeVdzoiE/s72-c/praia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8224987623853902235</id><published>2009-03-22T19:54:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:20:09.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistério</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScacAchIznI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CN3u6vlYaL0/s1600-h/porta.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107941626564210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScacAchIznI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CN3u6vlYaL0/s200/porta.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 158px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 180px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espreito pela pequena brecha&lt;br /&gt;Que esta porta escura ilumina&lt;br /&gt;Procurando o desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;Para lá da imaginação que me controla.&lt;br /&gt;O que será?&lt;br /&gt;Como será?&lt;br /&gt;Que fará?&lt;br /&gt;Tantas as perguntas que me assolam&lt;br /&gt;E me asfixiam com tamanho poder&lt;br /&gt;Que nada nem ninguém poderá ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;Pé ante pé caminho…&lt;br /&gt;Pisando este chão falso &lt;br /&gt;Cheio de caos e destruição.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a respiração fora de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço o bater do coração&lt;br /&gt;Compassado com a emoção&lt;br /&gt;Que todo aquele momento transmite.&lt;br /&gt;O medo… o receio…&lt;br /&gt;A adrenalina que corre pelas veias&lt;br /&gt;E me obriga a ansiar o que me espera.&lt;br /&gt;Encosto a mão calmamente&lt;br /&gt;Naquela textura incerta&lt;br /&gt;E empurro...&lt;br /&gt;Dou um passo destemido em frente,&lt;br /&gt;Firme, cheio de coragem e…&lt;br /&gt;Encandeio-me com a luz que chega ao meu olhar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhos semi-cerrados…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coração parado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respiração inútil…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecimento não alcançado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8224987623853902235?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8224987623853902235/comments/default' title='Enviar 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dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;Que aconteceu?&lt;br /&gt;Que mal fiz,&lt;br /&gt;Ou onde errei?&lt;br /&gt;Eu permaneço aqui como sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Esperando as respostas&lt;br /&gt;Às perguntas que teimam em fugir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKskz2DOVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hv2oJxto20c/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKskz2DOVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hv2oJxto20c/s200/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315000258642786642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2242120106720856852?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKskz2DOVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hv2oJxto20c/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-371553293973660181</id><published>2009-03-19T20:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:20:24.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Passagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKr3pGeLOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7T5NuF6KYcE/s1600-h/309485.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314999482664758498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKr3pGeLOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7T5NuF6KYcE/s200/309485.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 198px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorro este trilho obscuro&lt;br /&gt;Com medo de sair da rota&lt;br /&gt;E me perder nas teias do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Chego por fim à luz&lt;br /&gt;Que me ilumina com ternura&lt;br /&gt;E eleva esta alma fatigada.&lt;br /&gt;Transcendo toda a minha mente,&lt;br /&gt;Libertando o peso dos pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Para a meditação tão desejada!&lt;br /&gt;Ouço o bater sincronizado do relógio,&lt;br /&gt;Ao qual o meu coração se junta.&lt;br /&gt;Um único compasso…&lt;br /&gt;Uma única melodia…&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio, a paz, a serenidade…&lt;br /&gt;A magia momentânea que me faz sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;Toda a eternidade está ali,&lt;br /&gt;Naquela paragem temporal&lt;br /&gt;Que me rodeia.&lt;br /&gt;Será possível voltar atrás?&lt;br /&gt;Renascer num outro momento,&lt;br /&gt;Numa outra hora ou situação?&lt;br /&gt;Recomeçar uma vida passada?&lt;br /&gt;E onde… onde…&lt;br /&gt;Onde quereria recomeçar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-371553293973660181?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/371553293973660181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=371553293973660181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/371553293973660181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/371553293973660181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/passagem.html' title='A Passagem'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKr3pGeLOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7T5NuF6KYcE/s72-c/309485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7865180081649040314</id><published>2009-03-19T20:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:30:31.398Z</updated><title type='text'>Serenidade Agitada</title><content type='html'>Inquietude que acalma&lt;br /&gt;E pacifica o nervoso interno&lt;br /&gt;Que me consome eternamente!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma forte irritação&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco entranhada no meu ser&lt;br /&gt;Que não quer sair&lt;br /&gt;E libertar toda a angústia!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma forte premonição&lt;br /&gt;De que algo inesperado&lt;br /&gt;Está para se tornar presente&lt;br /&gt;E revolucionar toda esta vida!&lt;br /&gt;Monotonia que parte e desaparece&lt;br /&gt;Para dar lugar a uma corrida&lt;br /&gt;Desenfreada e sem limites,&lt;br /&gt;Por esses vales fora.&lt;br /&gt;Tão veloz, tão fugidia.&lt;br /&gt;Vai para longe!&lt;br /&gt;Não te quero aqui!&lt;br /&gt;Entristeces esta alma carente&lt;br /&gt;De constantes mudanças!&lt;br /&gt;Vida incansável, imparável.&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de surpresas e ilusões.&lt;br /&gt;Vem paz agitada,&lt;br /&gt;Aquece por fricção&lt;br /&gt;Este pobre coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKrWeONOVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/anYbkPkjDao/s1600-h/599987y08m56s051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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type='text'>Revolta</title><content type='html'>Quero sair...&lt;br /&gt;Deste sítio que me aprisiona...&lt;br /&gt;Me magoa...&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir a liberdade a bater-me no rosto!&lt;br /&gt;Quero conhecer novos locais,&lt;br /&gt;Perder-me em novas ruas,&lt;br /&gt;Com novos nomes...&lt;br /&gt;Quero fugir desta vida autoritária&lt;br /&gt;Que me impede de viver em pleno...&lt;br /&gt;Maldito nascimento que prendeu esta alma&lt;br /&gt;Neste corpo miserável e intragável pelo tempo!&lt;br /&gt;Corpo que vagueia rastejando em busca de uma luz...&lt;br /&gt;Sorte desgraçada de tudo aquilo que desejo...&lt;br /&gt;De tudo aquilo que quero...&lt;br /&gt;Maldito sonho impertinente que goza&lt;br /&gt;Com a minha incapacidade de seguir...&lt;br /&gt;Amaldiçoo o dia em que alguém escreveu:&lt;br /&gt;"Serás tu a carregar a cruz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O destino foi traçado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKqmjE8URI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8_L1dCQ-3SI/s1600-h/Mulher+violentada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKqmjE8URI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8_L1dCQ-3SI/s320/Mulher+violentada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314998089478328594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7951159846773711224?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7951159846773711224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7951159846773711224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8344998445756585615</id><published>2009-03-19T20:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:20:46.067+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Juntos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKpvCe1T4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/cccs8psM7u0/s1600-h/sombras.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314997135835746178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKpvCe1T4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/cccs8psM7u0/s320/sombras.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 220px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 190px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-te subir ternamente aos céus...&lt;br /&gt;Tão bela, tão magnífica, tão perfeita...&lt;br /&gt;Tal como esta noite que nos contempla.&lt;br /&gt;Nós!&lt;br /&gt;Amantes errantes nesta vida,&lt;br /&gt;Em busca do Éden perdido...&lt;br /&gt;Olho para o teu olhar cristalino,&lt;br /&gt;Límpido de tanto amor...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto as vibrações no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Provocadas pelo bater descompassado do teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que parece querer sair-te do peito.&lt;br /&gt;Escuto a tua profunda respiração&lt;br /&gt;Como um chamamento&lt;br /&gt;Ou um encantamento que me fazes.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto à nossa volta a felicidade que construímos.&lt;br /&gt;Tu e eu...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas...&lt;br /&gt;Nós!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8344998445756585615?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8344998445756585615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKpvCe1T4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/cccs8psM7u0/s72-c/sombras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-1593161459877341572</id><published>2009-03-19T20:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:17:18.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Palavras</title><content type='html'>Junto as letras,&lt;br /&gt;Como se cozinha-se&lt;br /&gt;A mais bela refeição!&lt;br /&gt;Escolhendo com cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Cada ingrediente,&lt;br /&gt;Combinando sabores&lt;br /&gt;Com vogais e consoantes&lt;br /&gt;E temperadas com adjectivos.&lt;br /&gt;Preparo a mesa,&lt;br /&gt;Com uma toalha em papel&lt;br /&gt;Decorada com imagens!&lt;br /&gt;Sirvo-as,&lt;br /&gt;Com uma, duas ou mais sílabas,&lt;br /&gt;Dependendo da fome&lt;br /&gt;Que cada um tem em ler.&lt;br /&gt;Corto cuidadosamente as maiores,&lt;br /&gt;Formando assim pequenos vocábulos&lt;br /&gt;Que facilmente se derretem na boca,&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo-nos de conhecimento.&lt;br /&gt;Devoro esfomeada cada palavra,&lt;br /&gt;Cada frase,&lt;br /&gt;Numa indigestão cerebral&lt;br /&gt;Que me provoca alucinações gustativas.&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que me vão saciando a mente&lt;br /&gt;E o coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKn8GkT6sI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Nlro_8Oc9gk/s1600-h/100palavras03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKn8GkT6sI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Nlro_8Oc9gk/s320/100palavras03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314995161247509186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-1593161459877341572?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1593161459877341572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=1593161459877341572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1593161459877341572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1593161459877341572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/palavras.html' title='Palavras'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKn8GkT6sI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Nlro_8Oc9gk/s72-c/100palavras03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6901004407505120847</id><published>2009-03-19T20:09:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:20:53.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Observo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKnB6c2o_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Qz2ne8uj_Ps/s1600-h/olhar-thumb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314994161562592242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKnB6c2o_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Qz2ne8uj_Ps/s320/olhar-thumb.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 250px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sento-me observando a rua a minha frente&lt;br /&gt;Busco nela a paz que necessito,&lt;br /&gt;Procurando incessantemente o calor&lt;br /&gt;Que fará bater novamente este coração.&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos e tento-te imaginar aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Tão presente, tão forte, tão verdadeiro…&lt;br /&gt;Mas ao mesmo tempo tão ausente.&lt;br /&gt;Anseio por aquele momento eterno,&lt;br /&gt;Marcado pela união e por simples acções&lt;br /&gt;Que nos tornará únicos e grandiosos.&lt;br /&gt;Marcado por explosões de alegria e liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Que ao mesmo tempo nos prendem um ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Continuo aqui, sentada,&lt;br /&gt;Esperando que algo de bom aconteça,&lt;br /&gt;Esperando aquele que me fará sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Sem limites, sem reservas, sem fronteiras!&lt;br /&gt;Continuo perdida com os olhos postos no mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Esperando que eles encontrem os teus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6901004407505120847?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6901004407505120847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6901004407505120847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6901004407505120847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6901004407505120847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/observo_19.html' title='Observo'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/ScKnB6c2o_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Qz2ne8uj_Ps/s72-c/olhar-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5739125715115349773</id><published>2009-01-20T18:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:25:59.415Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejos 2009</title><content type='html'>Desafiada pelo Blad3, aqui vai a minha lista de 8 desejos para 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Concluir o meu curso.&lt;br /&gt;2- Arranjar um emprego relativamente estável.&lt;br /&gt;3- Ter o meu cantinho só para mim.&lt;br /&gt;4- Ter alguém "só" para mim.&lt;br /&gt;5- Ser ainda mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;6- Ver a minha irmã a sorrir durante 365 dias.&lt;br /&gt;7- Editar um livro.&lt;br /&gt;8- (Re)abilitar muitos pacientes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desafio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze luis (Quando escrevo!!! )&lt;br /&gt;SAMU (elescontraelas)&lt;br /&gt;Filipe (Á procura do canto da lua...)&lt;br /&gt;Meuse (...o que não te digo...)&lt;br /&gt;Alberto Correia (Photography)&lt;br /&gt;Furacão (Correr atrás de sonhos)&lt;br /&gt;Blue.Ice.Angel (Gritos Silenciosos)&lt;br /&gt;Leonor Lima(Viagens com história)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As regras são :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Pensar e fazer uma lista com 8 coisas que queremos que se concretizem em 2009;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Convidar 8 bloguistas a responder ao mesmo;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Comentar no blogue de quem partiu o desafio.&lt;br /&gt;4 - Comentar no blogue de quem desafiamos;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Mencionar as regras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5739125715115349773?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5739125715115349773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5739125715115349773&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5739125715115349773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5739125715115349773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/desejos-2009.html' title='Desejos 2009'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7440758347381724850</id><published>2009-01-14T20:44:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:21:03.938+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases soltas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SW5TH-exgfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_y8GY8iXAdI/s1600-h/ink20pen20writing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291258008703173106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SW5TH-exgfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_y8GY8iXAdI/s320/ink20pen20writing.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 228px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenta sonhar sob este silêncio que nos rodeia, pois só assim encontrarás a verdade e o caminho certo.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de recorrer ao teu silêncio para entender o que queres falar.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Só no silêncio ouço o teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Hipnotizas-me com o teu silêncio articulado.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Escuto silenciosamente o teu amor a bater por mim.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Escuta o compasso calado que percorre o meu corpo e entra no teu ritmo.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Alimenta-me com um sorriso e sacia-me com um beijo.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;A vida é curta demais para a perdermos com palavras.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Que seja a tua boca a calar-me quando não estiver lúcida!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Quando te sentires sozinho, dorme. Porque irei à tua procura pelo sonho.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Não digo que quero ficar contigo para sempre porque acabaremos por morrer.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Que a sabedoria de uma vida ilumine o amor que não acaba.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Que a paixão nos consuma e nos regenere.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Que a eternidade seja mínima ao lado do nosso amor.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Que as palavras nunca cheguem para traduzir todo o sentimento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7440758347381724850?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7440758347381724850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7440758347381724850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7440758347381724850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7440758347381724850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/tenta-sonhar-sob-este-silncio-que-nos.html' title='Frases soltas!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SW5TH-exgfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_y8GY8iXAdI/s72-c/ink20pen20writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8024055218830309025</id><published>2009-01-14T20:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:44:00.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio barulhento</title><content type='html'>Escuto o silêncio que me envolve&lt;br /&gt;E me diz aquilo que não quero ouvir!&lt;br /&gt;Grito-lhe que vá,&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixe em paz,&lt;br /&gt;Mas a sua teimosia é grandiosa demais&lt;br /&gt;Face à vontade que toma conta de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Pára de me dizer que estou errada,&lt;br /&gt;Pára de me dizer que não é este o caminho!&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei para onde vou,&lt;br /&gt;Sei para onde quero ir,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que os olhos permaneçam fechados&lt;br /&gt;E me guie por aquela luz escura&lt;br /&gt;Que ofusca o horizonte desejado.&lt;br /&gt;Não temerei os vales montanhosos desta vida,&lt;br /&gt;Nadarei com força no deserto quente&lt;br /&gt;Como se corresse desenfreada pelo oceano..&lt;br /&gt;Vai-te embora silêncio..&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me em paz..&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me ouvir a voz dentro de mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SW5Oa5DitBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dYERWj9oIVc/s1600-h/so_voce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SW5Oa5DitBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dYERWj9oIVc/s320/so_voce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291252836106155026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8024055218830309025?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8024055218830309025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SW5Oa5DitBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dYERWj9oIVc/s72-c/so_voce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3832463330413743991</id><published>2009-01-12T20:37:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:42:57.567Z</updated><title type='text'>Não sei, ou sei?</title><content type='html'>Não sei…&lt;br /&gt;Como tudo começou…&lt;br /&gt;Como tudo aconteceu…&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que sinto falta,&lt;br /&gt;Do teu olhar a fitar o meu,&lt;br /&gt;Do teu maravilhoso sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Do teu toque&lt;br /&gt;Quando me puxas para a berma&lt;br /&gt;Quando a estrada é pequena demais&lt;br /&gt;Para mim e para os carros!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta da tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Quando falas atenciosamente comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei de onde vieste,&lt;br /&gt;Nem para onde vais,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que quero ir contigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SWuqpw8pX1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7KIRuzZ8mFc/s1600-h/2384137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SWuqpw8pX1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7KIRuzZ8mFc/s320/2384137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290509821767409490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3832463330413743991?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3832463330413743991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3832463330413743991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3832463330413743991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3832463330413743991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-sei-ou-sei.html' title='Não sei, ou sei?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SWuqpw8pX1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7KIRuzZ8mFc/s72-c/2384137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-41048979040925639</id><published>2009-01-12T20:31:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:21:47.659+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Procuro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SWupd2qeKlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q4CisIsdq0k/s1600-h/dmaodadaateaofim4jb.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290508517631732306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SWupd2qeKlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Q4CisIsdq0k/s320/dmaodadaateaofim4jb.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 187px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 202px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro a felicidade…&lt;br /&gt;Procuro alguém…&lt;br /&gt;Que me faça sorrir&lt;br /&gt;E amar sem medida!&lt;br /&gt;Só quer estar bem contigo,&lt;br /&gt;Poder-te mostrar porque me fazes sorrir!&lt;br /&gt;Quero vencer os medos,&lt;br /&gt;As teias escuras que me vão prendendo&lt;br /&gt;E me impedem de acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento estou de alma vazia,&lt;br /&gt;Livre para recontar uma história&lt;br /&gt;E quero que sejas o actor principal!&lt;br /&gt;Que sejam as tuas mãos a pegar na pena&lt;br /&gt;E que as paginas da minha vida tenham a tua caligrafia.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que sejas o dono das horas dos meus dias&lt;br /&gt;E que sejas o comandante dos seus ponteiros!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-41048979040925639?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/41048979040925639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;Procurando o cheiro adocicado&lt;br /&gt;Desta consoada que me espera!&lt;br /&gt;Uma mesa cheia de cores, sabores e texturas&lt;br /&gt;Que anseiam ser devoradas&lt;br /&gt;Por aqueles que as desejam!&lt;br /&gt;Abençoada seja esta dádiva&lt;br /&gt;Que nos mete um sorriso na cara&lt;br /&gt;E nos faz esquecer por momentos&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles que nada têm ou recebem!&lt;br /&gt;Felizes aqueles que acreditam no Pai Natal,&lt;br /&gt;Pois toda essa esperança que transbordam&lt;br /&gt;Consegue entrar dentro do coração dos infiéis&lt;br /&gt;E lhes devolver o sorriso perdido outrora!&lt;br /&gt;Demos graças por podermos presentear&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles que mais amamos neste mundo&lt;br /&gt;Sejam eles presentes físicos,&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos, acções ou desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por tudo aquilo que me rodeia,&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo aquilo passível de ser sonhado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Obrigado pela oportunidade de festejar em família&lt;br /&gt;E de sentir, mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;O poder que esta quadra tem em nós!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Feliz Natal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SVKlF-S_wzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EgawJudlEeY/s1600-h/Black-tree-trimmed-10-PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SVKlF-S_wzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EgawJudlEeY/s320/Black-tree-trimmed-10-PM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283466834899616562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-844323822207046743?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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piedade&lt;br /&gt;Com aquilo que o coração quer dizer!&lt;br /&gt;Mas aqui não, não vou deixar!&lt;br /&gt;Barreiras que quebram a possível união...&lt;br /&gt;Barreiras que poderiam fazer sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que tem o defeito de não ter sonhos!&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que espalha sorrisos!&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que sem dúvida o faz comigo!&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que me faz cair a lágrima teimosa!&lt;br /&gt;Mas não de tristeza, não!&lt;br /&gt;De gratidão por pertencer à minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por seres quem és!&lt;br /&gt;Por me ensinares sempre algo de bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera que o país encolhe-se!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/STeklm8CqcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BLILleMDNB0/s1600-h/1102195746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" 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olhas para mim de lado,&lt;br /&gt;Com essa superioridade farsante?&lt;br /&gt;Porque não és capaz de me enxergar directamente,&lt;br /&gt;Sem essa cobardia invejosa e entranhada?&lt;br /&gt;Consigo cheirar o teu fedor ciumento à distância&lt;br /&gt;E ouvir essa voz fétida que adoece os meus ouvidos!&lt;br /&gt;Não te cansas de tentar mostrar aquilo que não és?&lt;br /&gt;Não és capaz de aceitar que o mundo não gira&lt;br /&gt;Em torno do teu umbigo que escondes indiscretamente?&lt;br /&gt;Acorda e caí ao chão...&lt;br /&gt;Aprende a ver as pessoas de baixo para cima!&lt;br /&gt;Aprende a ser humilde!&lt;br /&gt;Não és mais que ninguém....&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos enquanto não mudares de atitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/STL-rWM7l2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/h4sAZTjOSaY/s1600-h/olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 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type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>Sinto-me bem...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me contente...&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de todo este frio&lt;br /&gt;Que teima em rondar a minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de sentir falta&lt;br /&gt;De tanta gente que não posso ter!&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de não saber sequer&lt;br /&gt;O que significa a felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;Mas sinto-a...&lt;br /&gt;Porque será?&lt;br /&gt;Estarei diferente?&lt;br /&gt;Eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre amaldiçoei o mundo&lt;br /&gt;E aquilo que ele me oferecia&lt;br /&gt;Ou obrigava a sentir ou ter.&lt;br /&gt;Eu...&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre emanei um certo pessimismo&lt;br /&gt;Entranhado e fedorento&lt;br /&gt;Que por mais limpeza que tivesse não saía!&lt;br /&gt;Ignorante felicidade, será?&lt;br /&gt;Creio que não...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que a tenho e acredito nela.&lt;br /&gt;E vejo-a...&lt;br /&gt;Em cada sorriso que devolvo ao mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/437446017236126486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/437446017236126486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SS7xaTNOgLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YhpVKlfUNjs/s72-c/DSC+%2863%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2189432362298675142</id><published>2008-11-19T00:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:22:12.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saio....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SSNgyqCbomI/AAAAAAAAAEI/y0IQ5ND5t-I/s1600-h/f_I20Walk20Alm_85db259.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270162412347826786" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SSNgyqCbomI/AAAAAAAAAEI/y0IQ5ND5t-I/s320/f_I20Walk20Alm_85db259.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 218px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saio para a rua,&lt;br /&gt;Envolta nesta capa&lt;br /&gt;A que chamo: tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Saio envolta em memórias,&lt;br /&gt;Palavras... Actos...&lt;br /&gt;Virtudes e defeitos.&lt;br /&gt;Saio para nunca mais voltar,&lt;br /&gt;A esta casa que renego.&lt;br /&gt;Esta capa será o meu novo abrigo.&lt;br /&gt;Nela me sinto segura,&lt;br /&gt;Só ela me curará as feridas&lt;br /&gt;Que teimam em não sarar.&lt;br /&gt;Percorro silenciosamente as ruas,&lt;br /&gt;Uma... Duas... Três...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas com a melodia dos pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Que emergem continuamente&lt;br /&gt;Sem eu dar autorização.&lt;br /&gt;Tão calmo, tão assustador, tão belo!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o compasso do coração&lt;br /&gt;A bater num tempo tão sincronizado,&lt;br /&gt;Como se tratasse de um estranho&lt;br /&gt;Que caminha lado a lado...&lt;br /&gt;Comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Vem coração...&lt;br /&gt;Não percas as passadas efémeras...&lt;br /&gt;Não percas o silêncio que quebras...&lt;br /&gt;Abriga-te junto a mim,&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo da mesma capa protectora.&lt;br /&gt;Ela te ajudará a triunfar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2189432362298675142?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2189432362298675142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2189432362298675142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2189432362298675142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2189432362298675142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/saio.html' title='Saio....'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SSNgyqCbomI/AAAAAAAAAEI/y0IQ5ND5t-I/s72-c/f_I20Walk20Alm_85db259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7843903934396340378</id><published>2008-10-15T23:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:42:16.776Z</updated><title type='text'>Espera...</title><content type='html'>Sentei e esperei...&lt;br /&gt;Que o vazio cerebral que sentia&lt;br /&gt;Se preenchesse com milhões de palavras&lt;br /&gt;Pontos, vírgulas, reticências e pontos de exclamação.&lt;br /&gt;Sabia que não queria interrogações,&lt;br /&gt;Só ideias lamexas, cheias de emoção&lt;br /&gt;Que fossem capazes de aliviar aquele vazio.&lt;br /&gt;Esperei... mas nada surgia..&lt;br /&gt;Levantei, andei de um lado para o outro&lt;br /&gt;Esperei que a gravidade fizesse cair uma letra.&lt;br /&gt;Nada... Tudo escuro, silencioso, deserto.&lt;br /&gt;"Que raiva!" pensei eu...&lt;br /&gt;De repente apeteceu me escrever:&lt;br /&gt;"Que raio se está a passar?"&lt;br /&gt;Mas depressa corrigi:&lt;br /&gt;"Gostava de saber o que se está a passar."&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha decidido que não queria interrogações!&lt;br /&gt;Maldita mente!&lt;br /&gt;Respirei fundo, fechei os olhos e escutei...&lt;br /&gt;Escutei aquilo que aquela doce voz dizia dentro de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Escutei, meditei, reflecti..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SPZ2ufbOrAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ywspSHt9qYI/s1600-h/espera-752420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SPZ2ufbOrAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ywspSHt9qYI/s320/espera-752420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257520156083399682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tu és capaz!"&lt;br /&gt;Dizia ela..&lt;br /&gt;Abri os olhos e de repente...&lt;br /&gt;Comecei:&lt;br /&gt;"Sentei e esperei...&lt;br /&gt;Que o vazio cerebral que sentia&lt;br /&gt;Se preenchesse com milhões de palavras..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7843903934396340378?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7843903934396340378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7843903934396340378&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7843903934396340378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7843903934396340378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/espera.html' title='Espera...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SPZ2ufbOrAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ywspSHt9qYI/s72-c/espera-752420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2111330848986122513</id><published>2008-10-12T20:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:51:44.698+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um comentário...</title><content type='html'>Sente o ar que te toca.. que passa por ti.. que te eleva no ar..&lt;br /&gt;Sente o vento que te leva, que te empurra para a felicidade..&lt;br /&gt;Sente o futuro a chamar por ti.. A pedir-te que vás!&lt;br /&gt;Sente o presente a mudar, a crescer dentro de ti, a tornar-te mais forte..&lt;br /&gt;Sente tudo... Nunca deixes de sentir o que te rodeia..&lt;br /&gt;Sorri.. e... agora... VOA...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade espera por ti..! ;)&lt;br /&gt;(por vezes, debaixo daquela pedrinha que nunca vês)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SPJU19V9WkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ep-UMOYIofI/s1600-h/Pedra_da_Cabeleira+%28C%29+Mediablog+wewebiit+biz++Foz+COA.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SPJU19V9WkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ep-UMOYIofI/s320/Pedra_da_Cabeleira+%28C%29+Mediablog+wewebiit+biz++Foz+COA.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256357001071254082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Para alguém especial....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2111330848986122513?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2111330848986122513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2111330848986122513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2111330848986122513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2111330848986122513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/um-comentrio.html' title='Um comentário...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SPJU19V9WkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ep-UMOYIofI/s72-c/Pedra_da_Cabeleira+%28C%29+Mediablog+wewebiit+biz++Foz+COA.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8099476764169448938</id><published>2008-10-04T21:25:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:22:20.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá-me a tua!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SOfUpswv02I/AAAAAAAAADo/0LUIvhuw2DM/s1600-h/que_me_faltas_aqui.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253401303206318946" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SOfUpswv02I/AAAAAAAAADo/0LUIvhuw2DM/s320/que_me_faltas_aqui.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarra-me...&lt;br /&gt;Estende a tua mão!&lt;br /&gt;Vem-me buscar...&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou aqui à tua espera...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que me podes tirar do escuro...&lt;br /&gt;Basta que venhas..&lt;br /&gt;E que ilumines a minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito no teu coração..&lt;br /&gt;Na tua capacidade de me fazer esquecer,&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que me atormentam a alma...&lt;br /&gt;E me fazem sentir fraca neste mundo..&lt;br /&gt;Traz de novo a paixão a este ser,&lt;br /&gt;Quebra o silêncio deste coração adormecido,&lt;br /&gt;Envolve-o de luz e eleva-o ao paraíso!&lt;br /&gt;Ama-o....&lt;br /&gt;Até que ele também te ame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ti...&lt;br /&gt;Que sei que andas aí...&lt;br /&gt;Perdido...&lt;br /&gt;No mundo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8099476764169448938?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8099476764169448938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8099476764169448938&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8099476764169448938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8099476764169448938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/d-me-tua.html' title='Dá-me a tua!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SOfUpswv02I/AAAAAAAAADo/0LUIvhuw2DM/s72-c/que_me_faltas_aqui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4424936032433883479</id><published>2008-09-20T03:41:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:44:51.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu...</title><content type='html'>Pensava que sim...&lt;br /&gt;Que os sentimentos de outrora tinham sumido,&lt;br /&gt;Que bastava apenas um doce carinho de amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Pensava que as ambições de outrora tinham partido,&lt;br /&gt;E que mais nada restava que um cumprimento simples,&lt;br /&gt;Uma despedida normal,&lt;br /&gt;Igual a tantas outras!&lt;br /&gt;Mas não...&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que eu gostaria que fosse ilusório,&lt;br /&gt;É bem real.... e doí!&lt;br /&gt;Odeio a tua ausência...&lt;br /&gt;A indiferença...&lt;br /&gt;A despedida sem sal...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas com um sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;E cada um a seguir o seu caminho..&lt;br /&gt;Sem olhar para trás e pensar novamente!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SNRlvyz9j2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/zEpm4OG7i2w/s1600-h/tristeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SNRlvyz9j2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/zEpm4OG7i2w/s320/tristeza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247931337561444194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custa... ver-te sorrir para alguém..&lt;br /&gt;Que não eu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-4424936032433883479?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4424936032433883479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=4424936032433883479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4424936032433883479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4424936032433883479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/tu.html' title='Tu...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SNRlvyz9j2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/zEpm4OG7i2w/s72-c/tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5353788564595658045</id><published>2008-09-14T19:50:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:39:48.207+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Virou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SM1fXaFf7nI/AAAAAAAAADI/VTJ8Sg8JMGI/s1600-h/1601932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SM1fXaFf7nI/AAAAAAAAADI/VTJ8Sg8JMGI/s320/1601932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953996700511858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ouço..&lt;br /&gt;Sei que estás a caminho!&lt;br /&gt;Consigo ouvir as tuas passadas,&lt;br /&gt;Que correm apressadas&lt;br /&gt;P'ra me ver!&lt;br /&gt;Acho que o livro&lt;br /&gt;Vai virar para uma nova página..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperemos...&lt;br /&gt;Que a próxima noite seja nossa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5353788564595658045?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5353788564595658045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5353788564595658045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5353788564595658045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5353788564595658045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/virou.html' title='Virou!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SM1fXaFf7nI/AAAAAAAAADI/VTJ8Sg8JMGI/s72-c/1601932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8011462367574755721</id><published>2008-09-01T21:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:22:25.998+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Corrida!</title><content type='html'>Quero desaparecer...&lt;br /&gt;Esconder-me debaixo do escuro da noite...&lt;br /&gt;Quero gritar ao vento a dor que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;Para que ele a leve pra longe...&lt;br /&gt;Para bem longe!!&lt;br /&gt;Quero correr até não sentir os músculos,&lt;br /&gt;Correr até ao infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Correr até não sentir os espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Que apertam e ferem o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Quero correr até cair por terra de cansaço&lt;br /&gt;E sentir a culpa a estatelar-se no chão&lt;br /&gt;Juntamente com o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLxYUDBa5nI/AAAAAAAAADA/6ybIhHz66NQ/s1600-h/1191773534_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241161167784306290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLxYUDBa5nI/AAAAAAAAADA/6ybIhHz66NQ/s320/1191773534_f.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 189px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou tentar achar-te...&lt;br /&gt;Perdi-te...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a tua falta...&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter-te comigo outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Meu belo sorriso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8011462367574755721?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8011462367574755721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8011462367574755721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8011462367574755721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8011462367574755721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/corrida.html' title='A Corrida!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLxYUDBa5nI/AAAAAAAAADA/6ybIhHz66NQ/s72-c/1191773534_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-513233672697474822</id><published>2008-08-23T14:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:04:20.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Companhia...</title><content type='html'>Espero ansiosa o teu acordar&lt;br /&gt;Espero ansiosa o teu bom dia,&lt;br /&gt;Que me mete um sorriso nos lábios&lt;br /&gt;E mostra que a noite não me apagou&lt;br /&gt;Do teu pensamento... Da tua vida...&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do tempo que passamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Separados por vales e montanhas,&lt;br /&gt;Afastados por milhares de metros&lt;br /&gt;Que nada importam enquanto falamos!&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo a distância nao é capaz&lt;br /&gt;De impedir que acordes comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem que adormeças ao mesmo tempo que eu!&lt;br /&gt;Adoro todas aquelas palavras que trocamos,&lt;br /&gt;Todos os sorrisos que emergem,&lt;br /&gt;Em mais um dia que vivemos!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma saudade de te ver&lt;br /&gt;E um desejo de te tocar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAR-LiIgRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O8DvzLzF0YU/s1600-h/meninos_juntos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAR-LiIgRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O8DvzLzF0YU/s320/meninos_juntos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237706126577402130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-513233672697474822?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/513233672697474822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=513233672697474822&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/513233672697474822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/513233672697474822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/espero-ansiosa-o-teu-acordar-espero.html' title='Companhia...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAR-LiIgRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O8DvzLzF0YU/s72-c/meninos_juntos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3713065605677620204</id><published>2008-08-23T14:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:29:07.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinto-te</title><content type='html'>Observo-te&lt;br /&gt;Deitada na minha cama&lt;br /&gt;À beira da janela&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o teu correr&lt;br /&gt;No rosto&lt;br /&gt;Quando entras sem permissão&lt;br /&gt;No meu quarto.&lt;br /&gt;Olho-te em cada objecto&lt;br /&gt;Que tocas na rua!&lt;br /&gt;Ouço os sussuros&lt;br /&gt;Que teimas em não&lt;br /&gt;Esconder aos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Peço-te que percorras&lt;br /&gt;O meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;E que toques em&lt;br /&gt;Cada centímetro de pele.&lt;br /&gt;Peço-te que me embales&lt;br /&gt;E me leves o sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Que me atormenta o coração!&lt;br /&gt;Peço-te que não desapareças&lt;br /&gt;Para que possa sentir-me viva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAQVAcMTJI/AAAAAAAAACw/qCMONkYRUQ0/s1600-h/o%2Bvento2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAQVAcMTJI/AAAAAAAAACw/qCMONkYRUQ0/s320/o%2Bvento2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237704319713430674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3713065605677620204?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3713065605677620204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3713065605677620204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3713065605677620204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3713065605677620204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/observo-te-deitada-na-minha-cama-beira.html' title='Sinto-te'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAQVAcMTJI/AAAAAAAAACw/qCMONkYRUQ0/s72-c/o%2Bvento2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7905080907498640854</id><published>2008-08-23T14:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:21:53.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chega!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAOdZLmTqI/AAAAAAAAACo/KBLXxIIMFZ0/s1600-h/farta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAOdZLmTqI/AAAAAAAAACo/KBLXxIIMFZ0/s320/farta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237702264770416290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começo a ficar farta&lt;br /&gt;De ser aquilo que queres&lt;br /&gt;Que eu seja!&lt;br /&gt;Estou cansada&lt;br /&gt;De ter que gostar&lt;br /&gt;Daquilo que queres que eu goste!&lt;br /&gt;Estou cheia&lt;br /&gt;De viver a vida&lt;br /&gt;Que sonhas para ti!&lt;br /&gt;Estou exausta&lt;br /&gt;De ficar debaixo&lt;br /&gt;Das regras que fazes!&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora de eu,&lt;br /&gt;SER EU!&lt;br /&gt;Vou sair do sítio&lt;br /&gt;Onde me teimas prender.&lt;br /&gt;Vou voar com as minhas asas&lt;br /&gt;Para longe...&lt;br /&gt;Bem longe...&lt;br /&gt;E...&lt;br /&gt;Não digas que não te avisei!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7905080907498640854?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7905080907498640854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7905080907498640854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7905080907498640854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7905080907498640854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/chega.html' title='Chega!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SLAOdZLmTqI/AAAAAAAAACo/KBLXxIIMFZ0/s72-c/farta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6451121894792051525</id><published>2008-08-19T13:11:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:51:26.247Z</updated><title type='text'>Palavras soltas...</title><content type='html'>Deixo-me vencer pela força do sono que recai nas minhas frágeis pálpebras.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-as ir então ao encontro das outras que mais abaixo as esperam, permitindo o reencontro tão ansiado como dois amantes saudosos...&lt;br /&gt;E assim, juntas, protegerão o espelho da minha alma durante esta longa noite...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou sonhar, e espero que também o consigas fazer... Mesmo que estejas acordado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SKq72RIfnVI/AAAAAAAAACA/UV88Jjb7CvE/s1600-h/049014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SKq72RIfnVI/AAAAAAAAACA/UV88Jjb7CvE/s320/049014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236204057757982034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6451121894792051525?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6451121894792051525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6451121894792051525&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6451121894792051525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6451121894792051525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/palavras-soltas.html' title='Palavras soltas...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SKq72RIfnVI/AAAAAAAAACA/UV88Jjb7CvE/s72-c/049014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-7352625201423919378</id><published>2008-08-13T01:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:10:27.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perguntas de retórica</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;Porque dói tanto aqueles momentos que recordo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque sinto tanto a tua ausência.&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que não sendo alguém do teu dia-a-dia,&lt;br /&gt;Te relembro frequentemente e te choro…&lt;br /&gt;Porque sorrio ao recordar o teu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso, o teu olhar…&lt;br /&gt;Porque me condeno constantemente&lt;br /&gt;Pelos erros que cometi…&lt;br /&gt;E talvez ainda cometa…&lt;br /&gt;Porque vivo por momentos,&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles segundos só nossos,&lt;br /&gt;Vividos outrora…&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que dói não te ter na minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Não te poder olhar, ouvir nem tocar…&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que sinto um vazio obscuro,&lt;br /&gt;Que me consome e me deixa sem forças…&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que as lágrimas me corroem o coração&lt;br /&gt;E me dizem que a culpa e minha!&lt;br /&gt;Me mostram aquilo que não quero ver…&lt;br /&gt;Me alertam para aquilo que sinto…&lt;br /&gt;Porquê isto tudo?&lt;br /&gt;Talvez porque aquele sentimento de criança,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não desapareceu…&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SKImDJiny9I/AAAAAAAAABw/dQibQqwZz2o/s1600-h/olhar%2520dentro.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SKImDJiny9I/AAAAAAAAABw/dQibQqwZz2o/s320/olhar%2520dentro.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233787552500534226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu continuo aqui…&lt;br /&gt;E sei que estás ai!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-7352625201423919378?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7352625201423919378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=7352625201423919378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7352625201423919378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/7352625201423919378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/perguntas-de-retrica.html' title='Perguntas de retórica'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SKImDJiny9I/AAAAAAAAABw/dQibQqwZz2o/s72-c/olhar%2520dentro.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8403174537042638396</id><published>2008-07-11T21:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:14:13.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escritas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheguei…&lt;br /&gt;No meio de atropelos mentais&lt;br /&gt;E acidentes entre palavras&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei…&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo os choques entre os sons&lt;br /&gt;Que marcam esta língua&lt;br /&gt;Que de tão rica que é&lt;br /&gt;Mancha a nossa alma de patriotismo!&lt;br /&gt;Doce é o encanto com que escrevo,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as palavras emergem&lt;br /&gt;Na minha boca e chegam às minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Lutas entre ideias para se escolher&lt;br /&gt;Aquela suprema que virá ao mundo&lt;br /&gt;Em aglomerados de letras,&lt;br /&gt;Pontos e vírgulas!&lt;br /&gt;Estranha é a vontade&lt;br /&gt;Com que de repente&lt;br /&gt;Um desejo súbito acontece&lt;br /&gt;E as mãos tremem de ansiedade,&lt;br /&gt;Para conseguir seguir o pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Do qual brota mais um pequeno texto.&lt;br /&gt;Desde a loucura frenética que exalta,&lt;br /&gt;Até à maravilhosa calma…&lt;br /&gt;As palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Essas teimam em sair…&lt;br /&gt;E eu…&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente deixo-as emergir no mundo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SHe-8MKHFxI/AAAAAAAAABo/TCBkrVs3UFc/s1600-h/write.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SHe-8MKHFxI/AAAAAAAAABo/TCBkrVs3UFc/s320/write.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221852234224441106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8403174537042638396?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8403174537042638396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8403174537042638396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8403174537042638396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8403174537042638396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/escritas.html' title='Escritas'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SHe-8MKHFxI/AAAAAAAAABo/TCBkrVs3UFc/s72-c/write.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-835488695069412827</id><published>2008-05-24T00:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:54:00.149+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo rumo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mais uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora de rumar a novas praias.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora de querer outros céus!&lt;br /&gt;Feliz do barco que me trouxe aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Mas desejosa pelos rios que me levarão a outro lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou o tempo de gritar mais alto que o vento,&lt;br /&gt;De ser mais forte que a água.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora.&lt;br /&gt;De ser diferente!&lt;br /&gt;Chegou o momento de virar,&lt;br /&gt;Mudar o futuro!&lt;br /&gt;É hoje o ponto de viragem,&lt;br /&gt;O ponto sem retorno.&lt;br /&gt;Vou sem medo nem receio do que virá!&lt;br /&gt;Vou com um leve sorriso nos lábios…&lt;br /&gt;Espontâneo…&lt;br /&gt;Sincero…&lt;br /&gt;Puro…&lt;br /&gt;Te espero (futuro)…&lt;br /&gt;Só para te dizer que VENCI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SDdZAf6Bz0I/AAAAAAAAABg/twSQBJ-Kn7k/s1600-h/100_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SDdZAf6Bz0I/AAAAAAAAABg/twSQBJ-Kn7k/s320/100_2359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203725759549656898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-835488695069412827?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/835488695069412827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=835488695069412827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/835488695069412827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/835488695069412827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/novo-rumo.html' title='Novo rumo'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SDdZAf6Bz0I/AAAAAAAAABg/twSQBJ-Kn7k/s72-c/100_2359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3518786403966830336</id><published>2008-04-28T23:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:23:16.322+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rir ou Sorrir?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SBZYN3i6vmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oT-Gya_OBfw/s1600-h/100_2049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194436215490395746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SBZYN3i6vmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oT-Gya_OBfw/s320/100_2049.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 106px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 115px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu  prefiro sorrir...&lt;br /&gt;Porque  rir e sorrir&lt;br /&gt;São  coisas completamente diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;O  rir... não e espontâneo...&lt;br /&gt;O  rir acontece de forma fútil...&lt;br /&gt;É  algo social....&lt;br /&gt;Até  contraditório por vezes&lt;br /&gt;Já  o sorrir....&lt;br /&gt;Esse  é espontâneo...&lt;br /&gt;Só  existe por alguma razão...&lt;br /&gt;Mostra  felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Paz..&lt;br /&gt;E  por vezes..&lt;br /&gt;Esconde  grandes sentimentos!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3518786403966830336?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3518786403966830336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3518786403966830336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3518786403966830336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3518786403966830336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/rir-ou-sorrir.html' title='Rir ou Sorrir?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SBZYN3i6vmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oT-Gya_OBfw/s72-c/100_2049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8870707783844536956</id><published>2008-04-23T19:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:27:46.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Espera...</title><content type='html'>Olhando pela janela&lt;br /&gt;Espero que venhas&lt;br /&gt;E tragas a luz do amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Que porá fim nesta eterna noite.&lt;br /&gt;Tu..&lt;br /&gt;Ansioso para o meu rosto colado ao teu,&lt;br /&gt;Sôfrego e desejoso&lt;br /&gt;De que os teus lábios encontrem os meus!&lt;br /&gt;Eu continuo aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Esperando...&lt;br /&gt;Ouves-me?&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu que grito as coordenadas&lt;br /&gt;Dessa jornada que percorres.&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu que te guio pela vida&lt;br /&gt;Sempre na minha direcção.&lt;br /&gt;Acende a luz...&lt;br /&gt;Que o escuro deixa-me triste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SA9_PXi6vlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n_UIiUR2ew0/s1600-h/cadeira2ta8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SA9_PXi6vlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n_UIiUR2ew0/s320/cadeira2ta8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192508797376708178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8870707783844536956?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8870707783844536956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8870707783844536956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8870707783844536956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8870707783844536956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/espera.html' title='Espera...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJbzWgakw6I/SA9_PXi6vlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n_UIiUR2ew0/s72-c/cadeira2ta8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-1606711057446955610</id><published>2008-02-15T23:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:36:29.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img408.imageshack.us/img408/9215/3526emomessbrasilke3.gif" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-1606711057446955610?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1606711057446955610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=1606711057446955610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1606711057446955610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1606711057446955610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/image-hosted-by-imageshackus.html' title=''/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-732756696299989662</id><published>2008-02-03T17:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:13:50.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contigo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/5243/chuvakb9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escuto calmamente&lt;br /&gt;A chuva a bater no vidro&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto espero por ti!&lt;br /&gt;Encosto a face&lt;br /&gt;Para sentir o frio dos céus&lt;br /&gt;E as carícias que me dá&lt;br /&gt;Quando a chuva bate em mim!&lt;br /&gt;Suspiro de saudade&lt;br /&gt;Vendo teu rosto nas gotículas de água&lt;br /&gt;Que aparecem no vidro embaciado.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que voltes&lt;br /&gt;E que fiques aqui comigo.&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vás...&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ver-te partir,&lt;br /&gt;Pois levas sempre um pouco de mim!&lt;br /&gt;Completa o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E vive aqui comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Lado a lado...&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-732756696299989662?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/732756696299989662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=732756696299989662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/732756696299989662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/732756696299989662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/contigo.html' title='Contigo..'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4082712017641268507</id><published>2008-01-30T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:02:46.382Z</updated><title type='text'>Onde estás?</title><content type='html'>Espero por ti, deitada sobre a relva&lt;br /&gt;Vendo-te a aparecer por entre as pequenas brechas&lt;br /&gt;Que as folhas constroíem com o sabor do vento.&lt;br /&gt;Te escuto calmamente, procurando sentir&lt;br /&gt;As vibrações do teu movimento..&lt;br /&gt;Vejo o brilho com que me fitas&lt;br /&gt;E o teu esforço para te aproximares&lt;br /&gt;Para me puxares para junto de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Te contemplo fortemente, abarcando toda&lt;br /&gt;A tua imensidão no meu olhar..&lt;br /&gt;Que te chama para junto de mim!&lt;br /&gt;E te implora pela tua presença.&lt;br /&gt;Desfruto plenamente, o tempo que passo contigo,&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para ti, mostrando que preciso de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Que te quero a iluminar a minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Calmamente.. Tal como chegaste,&lt;br /&gt;Te vejo partir..&lt;br /&gt;Tão suave a doce despedida,&lt;br /&gt;Onde te observo a fugir no horizonte..&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos.. e imagino-te ali constantemente,&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo, porque te adoro ver..&lt;br /&gt;Lá no céu...&lt;br /&gt;À noite...&lt;br /&gt;A brilhar...&lt;br /&gt;(Quem me dera que fosse só para mim!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img82.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mymooncq6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img82.imageshack.us/img82/4277/mymooncq6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-4082712017641268507?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4082712017641268507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=4082712017641268507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4082712017641268507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4082712017641268507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/onde-ests.html' title='Onde estás?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4448784861123582168</id><published>2008-01-29T21:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:49:01.234Z</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><content type='html'>Amor... amor...&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que é o amor?&lt;br /&gt;É algo que doi.. não sei onde.. e nem sei porquê.. mas doi..&lt;br /&gt;É esperar... é sentir... é acreditar...&lt;br /&gt;Amor é sentir que sentimos algo que não queremos deixar de sentir..&lt;br /&gt;É algo infinito, que nenhuma medida consegue limitar...&lt;br /&gt;Amor... é perdoar.. é querer... é desejar...&lt;br /&gt;É ter saudades... é ouvir... é compreender..&lt;br /&gt;É tornar um grão de areia num deserto..&lt;br /&gt;Ou uma gota de água num oceano..&lt;br /&gt;Amor.. é lutar... é resistir...&lt;br /&gt;Amor é ver a nossa felicidade no sorriso do outro...&lt;br /&gt;É olhar ao espelho e ver alguém dentro de nós..&lt;br /&gt;É sorrir sem motivo aparente..&lt;br /&gt;É sonhar... é partilhar... é sofrer...&lt;br /&gt;É tudo aquilo que não conseguimos explicar..&lt;br /&gt;E por vezes... no fim...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não sabemos o seu significado..&lt;br /&gt;Mas sentimos..&lt;br /&gt;Algo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-4448784861123582168?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4448784861123582168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=4448784861123582168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4448784861123582168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4448784861123582168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/ser.html' title='Será?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-1715203130114542804</id><published>2008-01-26T12:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:46:20.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorriso</title><content type='html'>Grande…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De orelha a orelha…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barulhento ou silencioso,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De felicidade, ternura ou safadeza.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São esses os sorrisos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que procuro ver na tua face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São esses os sorrisos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me trazem felicidade!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que dizem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem me importa que o neguem,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foste,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E serás&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha outra alegria&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A outra parte de mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me guia neste mundo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me empurra para o futuro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o passado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem aquilo que fomos ou fizemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importa apenas o nós,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui...&lt;br /&gt;E agora…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te pequena!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-1715203130114542804?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1715203130114542804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=1715203130114542804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1715203130114542804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1715203130114542804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorriso.html' title='Sorriso'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2269391071445555662</id><published>2008-01-26T12:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:46:56.378Z</updated><title type='text'>Espera...</title><content type='html'>Sento-me no abismo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E espero a luz da noite,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo o silêncio das trevas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clamando meu nome!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamam por mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu respondo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo que estou aqui&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que as oiço.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não quero ir…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ficar aqui…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentada…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela melodia que acorda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela mão amiga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela força que ajuda a levantar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2269391071445555662?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2269391071445555662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2269391071445555662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2269391071445555662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2269391071445555662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/espera.html' title='Espera...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6903666629577970268</id><published>2008-01-21T21:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:41:50.117Z</updated><title type='text'>O Sonho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hoje sonhei contigo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, contigo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas posso sonhar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de tão real que foi,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração disparou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as nossas recordações emergiram&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do emaranhado da minha mente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que te queria,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que me querias,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que queríamos voltar no tempo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dar uma oportunidade a nós,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutar perante a dificuldade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vencer perante o perigo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o que sentíamos era grande&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mais forte que a possível distância.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque apenas posso sonhar…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;N.B.S... RIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6903666629577970268?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6903666629577970268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6903666629577970268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6903666629577970268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6903666629577970268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-sonho.html' title='O Sonho!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6465230812669718603</id><published>2008-01-21T21:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:56:11.292Z</updated><title type='text'>Independência</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Olho através do tempo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentando mover as redes do seu destino.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero fugir pelo mundo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correr pelo mar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dormir nas nuvens.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sorrir para ti…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar bem contigo eternamente…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberdade…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6465230812669718603?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6465230812669718603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6465230812669718603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6465230812669718603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6465230812669718603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/independncia.html' title='Independência'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5638653503260413487</id><published>2008-01-21T21:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:54:56.111Z</updated><title type='text'>Adeus.. Tristeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Espero sentada pelo calor do tempo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cabeça cabisbaixa e entre os joelhos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentando pensar que em nada penso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando talvez que nem devesse pensar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para o passado e desejando o presente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarro fortemente aquilo que não quero perder,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com os braços bem abertos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão abertos…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando não deixar nada pelo trilho que percorro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um som… uma melodia…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz levantar a cabeça,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixando a última lágrima cair no chão,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que fica encharcado com a minha presença.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levanto o olhar e este corpo fechado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentando tocar nesta razão para viver.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarrá-la para não se perder,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prende-la para não me fugir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorro a brisa que vai deixando,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encadeada pelas cores esbatidas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da sua fuga apressada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esgotada dos pensamentos que me alimentam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dou o último passo na sua direcção&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agarro-a…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chegou o tempo de voar mais alto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adeus…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tristeza…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5638653503260413487?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5638653503260413487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5638653503260413487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5638653503260413487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5638653503260413487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/adeus-tristeza.html' title='Adeus.. Tristeza'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-5422553146423743530</id><published>2008-01-21T21:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:53:54.632Z</updated><title type='text'>Arriscar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Why not?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos arriscar, nada de mal pode acontecer!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida são dois dias…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E porque não passar esses dois dias de forma feliz?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não passar esses dias a sorrir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa-los a amar alguém.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos perder-nos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correr os riscos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pode acontecer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu fazes-me feliz…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero ter o mesmo efeito em ti!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take that shot!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-5422553146423743530?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5422553146423743530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=5422553146423743530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5422553146423743530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/5422553146423743530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/arriscar.html' title='Arriscar?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3035165770894099550</id><published>2008-01-21T21:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:52:47.101Z</updated><title type='text'>Palavras tuas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Meet you was a reason to smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone search for eternal love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I have some feelings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think that love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s something you build.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like each other, don’t we?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how to say to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu apareceste assim na minha vida,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não devias!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i like you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know you will take a shot with me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se quiseres… Porque não?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3035165770894099550?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3035165770894099550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3035165770894099550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3035165770894099550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3035165770894099550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/palavras-tuas.html' title='Palavras tuas..'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-839021877552625602</id><published>2008-01-21T21:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:51:44.624Z</updated><title type='text'>Nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ouve a minha voz a gritar por ti…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue-a quando te sentires perdido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agarra a minha mão nos momentos instáveis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo para construíres a tua felicidade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois quero estar ao teu lado para o bem e para o mal,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correr contigo pelos vales&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas também escalar as montanhas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farei força contra o vento,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não terei medo das tempestades.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque basta o meu sol aparecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o dia ficar belo e sorridente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais alta que seja a montanha,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais forte que seja o vento,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ser teimosa e não tombarei…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nunca esquecerei aquele dia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em que abrimos o jogo e apenas dissemos:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“E porque não tentar?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-839021877552625602?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/839021877552625602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=839021877552625602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/839021877552625602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/839021877552625602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/ns.html' title='Nós'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-4770677509646704189</id><published>2008-01-21T21:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:51:03.470Z</updated><title type='text'>Memória</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Te relembro…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te recordo…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abençoada memória&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me permite&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordar-te todos os dias!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ela não seria ninguém…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria uma mente vazia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A começar sempre do 0.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim posso ser feliz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a cada dia acrescentar algo mais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou actriz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quero ser a personagem principal da tua vida!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou aventureira&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nos teus braços arrisco qualquer coisa!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou atleta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas posso correr sempre atrás de ti!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou uma mulher de sonho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas posso tentar realizar os teus sonhos!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso não ser perfeita&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas juntos poderemos ser algo belo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é tão bom acordar todos os dias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E saber que existes, saber que te quero…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-4770677509646704189?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4770677509646704189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=4770677509646704189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4770677509646704189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/4770677509646704189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/memria.html' title='Memória'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-1647987587723187766</id><published>2008-01-21T21:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:50:23.959Z</updated><title type='text'>Procuro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Procuro a felicidade…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro alguém…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me faça sorrir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E amar sem medida!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quer estar bem contigo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poder-te mostrar porque me fazes sorrir!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero vencer os medos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As teias escuras que me vão prendendo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me impedem de acreditar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento estou de alma vazia,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livre para recontar uma história&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quero que sejas o actor principal!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sejam as tuas mãos a pegar na pena&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que as paginas da minha vida tenham a tua caligrafia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que sejas o dono das horas dos meus dias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que sejas o comandante dos seus ponteiros!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-1647987587723187766?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1647987587723187766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=1647987587723187766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1647987587723187766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1647987587723187766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/procuro-te.html' title='Procuro-te'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8387790367847787054</id><published>2008-01-21T21:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:49:14.356Z</updated><title type='text'>Não sei! Ou Sei?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Não sei…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como tudo começou…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como tudo aconteceu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que sinto falta,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do teu olhar a fitar o meu,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do teu maravilhoso sorriso,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do teu toque&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me puxas para a berma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a estrada é pequena demais&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mim e para os carros!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta da tua voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando falas atenciosamente comigo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei de onde vieste,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem para onde vais,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que quero ir contigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto-te!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8387790367847787054?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8387790367847787054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8387790367847787054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8387790367847787054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8387790367847787054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-sei-ou-sei.html' title='Não sei! Ou Sei?'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2417611312910437324</id><published>2008-01-21T21:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:23:48.821+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Olho e procuro-te…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento chegar a ti para te sentir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão calmo, tão silencioso,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão quente como o abraço da saudade,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão triste de me ver partir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá longe sou tua,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em pensamento e fisicamente!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá longe te desejo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em beijos, toques e carícias!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá longe pretendo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diminuir a distância entre nós!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;; font-size: 10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Te amo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Não vou dizer que é muito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Porque o amor não tem medida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Mas sei e sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Que te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Não para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Mas até ser possível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Como disseste:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; “a eternidade é uma mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Que quero passar contigo”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Faço das tuas as minhas palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; E digo-as sem medo ou receio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Com toda a certeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; De que me fazes feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Muito feliz…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2417611312910437324?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2417611312910437324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2417611312910437324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2417611312910437324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2417611312910437324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-2245658125303513863</id><published>2008-01-21T21:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:44:49.265Z</updated><title type='text'>Doce Destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3.... 2.... 1....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os pés elevam-se do chão,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a aventura começa!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voo então, em direcção ao céu,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultrapassando as nuvens de mansinho,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escutando o riso do vento&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sentido a tua leve presença&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre a meu lado eternamente. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu é alto e as nuvens densas,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o amor será a melhor arma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para vencermos esta guerra!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é grande e vasto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vontade de te encontrar também.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos e vejo-te à minha frente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto os teus braços num caloroso abraço,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios num doce beijo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o teu corpo num suave toque.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e vendo-te a meu lado,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E continuo em busca do sonho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz acordar todos os dias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E adormecer com um sorriso na cara...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-2245658125303513863?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2245658125303513863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=2245658125303513863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2245658125303513863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/2245658125303513863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/doce-destino.html' title='Doce Destino'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6626096051923045272</id><published>2008-01-21T21:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:24:05.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Sei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sei que me amas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me adoras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me queres&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tens saudades minhas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pensas em mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá mais o que....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sabes porque sei isto tudo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque também te amo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque também te adoro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque também te quero&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque também tenho saudades tuas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque também penso em ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sei lá mais porquê....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6626096051923045272?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6626096051923045272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6626096051923045272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6626096051923045272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6626096051923045272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/eu-sei.html' title='Eu Sei!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3433140343344605950</id><published>2008-01-21T21:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:40:55.505Z</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos Reais</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Num segundo de silêncio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa hora de conversa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num dia de saudade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E numa semana de desespero!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo passamos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo vivemos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo o céu é alto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a terra prende-nos ao chão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo assim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhamos errantes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por terras desconhecidas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procurando o caminho certo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio do labirinto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O prémio já é nosso,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A atmosfera é nossa casa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu o nosso desejo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a minha terra…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3433140343344605950?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3433140343344605950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3433140343344605950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3433140343344605950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3433140343344605950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/sonhos-reais.html' title='Sonhos Reais'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3275527492855111156</id><published>2008-01-21T21:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:39:16.502Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;É não conseguir parar de sorrir quando estamos com essa pessoa...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É querer estar todos os segundos a beira dela...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É detestar estar longe e não poder tocar-lhe....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É querer ouvir a sua voz&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;e apenas a poder recordar...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sentirmo-nos verdadeiramente feliz e em paz quando estamos ao lado dessa pessoa...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É doer não sei onde.. mas será no coração.. quando ela não está presente...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É criar sonhos onde ela entra sempre...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas também é sentirmo-nos destruídos por dentro quando esse amor não pode ser vivido...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É não conseguir esquecer...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É não conseguir viver sem essa pessoa...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não e complicado não.... acredito que não...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se se tem dúvidas sobre este sentimento é porque ainda não se amou...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É porque ainda não chegou a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hora de amar...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela chegar...será muito simples...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E apercebemo-nos logo o que de facto é o amor!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3275527492855111156?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3275527492855111156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3275527492855111156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3275527492855111156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3275527492855111156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/amor.html' title='Amor?!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-6464564845257563420</id><published>2008-01-21T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:36:33.834Z</updated><title type='text'>Mares Profundos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do alto olhamos o horizonte escuro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de estrelas cintilantes e terrenas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um mar urbano a nossos pés&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reclama as ondas de fúria dos nossos beijos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pequena grande loucura que passa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o sôfrego murmúrio calado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientados pelas estrelas do céu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pelos percursos quentes da lua.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como presos fugidios que somos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuramos atenciosamente o encontro furtivo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escondendo os abraços entre a brisa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E os beijos no meio de desabafos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancorados no prazer que nos persegue&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdendo forças a cada minuto que passa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansiamos pela ilha deserta que abriga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o eterno vulcão de guarida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos a sua erupção de mansinho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até que o silêncio vence o timbre da nossa voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nos cala eternamente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até ao dia em que começa tudo outra vez!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-6464564845257563420?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6464564845257563420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=6464564845257563420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6464564845257563420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/6464564845257563420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/mares-profundos.html' title='Mares Profundos'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-1231601897520547604</id><published>2008-01-21T21:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:33:20.849Z</updated><title type='text'>Tu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;De entre ódios e maldades&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De entre mentiras e crueldades&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apareces tu como surpresa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosses um raio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sair de uma tempestade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a acalmar toda aquela tensão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora brilhas e brilharás,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora estás no meu tempo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E caminhamos lado a lado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ombro amigo de quem chora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso alegre de quem precisa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voz calma que cala o silêncio.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eras aquela impossibilidade na lógica,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela nuvem no céu limpo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pedra que teima no sapato.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ouvi e tu ouvis-te...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu compreendi e tu também...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ao olhar na mesma direcção,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntas descobrimos algo poderoso:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-1231601897520547604?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1231601897520547604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=1231601897520547604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1231601897520547604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/1231601897520547604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/tu.html' title='Tu..'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-8138487543394984444</id><published>2008-01-21T21:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:32:33.562Z</updated><title type='text'>My Wish.. Just Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;I just have a wish that I want to conquer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that you are my answer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still here in the darkness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the light you bring… to me!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are the one I’m looking for&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To share my heart one day more&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And day after day I’ll become happier&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are at my side… loving me!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time I walk away, trying&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To face the feelings from my own…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t fight for this pain, I’m loosing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my faith I have inside… all my love!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so empty…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My live is so lonely…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let you know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I’m still here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you’re love!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-8138487543394984444?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8138487543394984444/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=8138487543394984444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8138487543394984444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/8138487543394984444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-wish-just-love.html' title='My Wish.. Just Love...'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6491005255838040307.post-3438157058619715291</id><published>2008-01-21T21:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:24:45.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Fim de semana e recordo o tempo que já passou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memórias felizes que outrora o coração amou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E relembro aquele dia de céu fechado e escuro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em que esperei ansiosa o maior desejo do mundo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegas-te e surpreendes-te, com um beijo inesperado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E com doçura me disses-te:”Quero ser teu namorado”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida é ilusão e só sabe pregar partidas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com paixões imaginárias e amores sem medidas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O tempo passa e não volta atrás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Penas que o vento levou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; A saudade fica num coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Que outrora alguém amou!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6491005255838040307-3438157058619715291?l=inside-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3438157058619715291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6491005255838040307&amp;postID=3438157058619715291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3438157058619715291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6491005255838040307/posts/default/3438157058619715291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inside-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/tempo.html' title='Tempo!'/><author><name>Andreia Batista</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108972364932839120049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5f29koQOtNE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/29ylL9T0dzg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
