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Paulo Freire Poem
I
I see you wearing your green hijab.
Looking mysterious as the desert under the red sun
And I start to tremble with joy. If you only knew…
As you walked near me, I smell roses under the morning rain
and this heart jumps breathlessly on my chest.
Why did you divert your big cat eyes towards me?
it looks they say without saying
as words born from the freshness of your mouth.
there’s a lesson I’ve got to learn
I turn pathetic when I’m at your side
I want to explain this mystery to myself
but I feel powerless
II
You have blinded me, you only
Pretty flower from the golden
Sahara whose beauty overshadows all flowers
around you, I start to search inside the darkness
of not having you until I have to ask
myself, between the turmoil, what have you done
to keep my heart bleeding, slashed in pieces
by the fears who turn us apart
If only we could know us each other, deeper
I’m blind by you, only you
Oh, subtle wind from the blue Mediterranean
See my despair silently suffers
Awaiting to keep seven salty tears from falling
over my empty hands waiting to collect
the joy of having your passion
That will be turned into reality by you only
and God
And I kneel to the mighty
And beg
beg
beg
All day long
In each day of the month
For the woman in love to come
III
Run to my open arms they will protect you
Come if you’re lonely
Come if you’re hated
Come if you’re persecuted
Come if you’re sick
Come if you’re disabled
Run to my open arms they will protect you
I will light your soul
I will shield you
I will fight on your side
I will heal the wounds from your body
I will free you from all obstacles
Run to my open arms they will protect you
Feel free to come as you are
I will wait for you as long light’s on
IV
Give me those hands where the truth lies
Show me the path to fulfil us
Two by one only, together
Inside both mind and body
What has not happened does not get old
No one
Had
loved you
More Than
I do
V
Forgive me
If I saw a future where there was nothing to be seen,
I saw a castle where only a pit lies.
Forgive me if
I was confused,
said unintelligible words, phrases without shape.
Forgive me if I
Became selfish and betray your friendship.
You can tell everybody about me if you see me lost
and miserable
but have compassion for the truth that remains
Copyright © Paulo Freire | Year Posted 2018
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Paulo Freire Poem
Morning
Another day ahead needs your intuition
with the sunshine, new possibilities arrived
Unborn newcomers are ready for your gentleness
Feed or forget your musical fears
A new adventure will start soon
Fresh like water as truthfully as you
Morning like a pray
Everyday
morning
let the violet waters flood your thoughts
and drown your fears at the deepest deeps
while the reality escapes from your hands
on a sad day for many others to overcome
like a long sleep without rest
morning like a pray
everyday
Morning
For all the things you planned yesterday
dreams being planted in your sea gardens
You are like a greenhouse of generosity
Tasks needed to be done again, and again
Writing the voice of others using empathy
While remembering your thoughts are folded
Memories that stay with your compassion
Morning like a pray
everyday
everyday
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Paulo Freire Poem
Light a white candle on an ancient wooden table,
A table old of joyful memories and forgotten pains,
Inside a circle where the south opposes the north
draw a lost body who covers the shadow of the flame that stays over it
Open your hands to the waves of the strength of your spell
Feel your body cells getting hotter,
feel the blood flowing faster,
and breath what you will wish
Stay with our eyes focused on the sparkling flame
whilst your mind repeats loudly for seven times:
Oh bright of brightest one
keep my soul out of fear
of being free from the chains
from the time present that's gone.
Then wait for eternity to come
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Paulo Freire Poem
Ao longo dos girassóis
no fundo
da tela, as asas batem
ao vento
divulgando a brisa
no pólen, semeando as
cores e sons da luz
lunar
aromas permanecem distantes
das imagens
reflectidas pelo lado oculto
dos olhos
fixos
na esperança deslizando entre
os dedos húmidos que a ampara
breve
amanhã vou voltar
para ti só
e que os cavalos me levem
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Paulo Freire Poem
I will be bewitched by you
but we will never stay together
two bodies, two souls always apart.
Write our names on a white paper, then
Fold the paper by three times
and kiss it each time you fold it
And let it sleep under the book.
don't worry, the angel will come to do his job
bringing passion and remorse
on a strong sword vibrating by deep changes.
I’ve been bewitched by you
we don't seem alone anymore
but there’s an eternal whisper of sadness inside us
Copyright © Paulo Freire | Year Posted 2018
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