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Friday, October 12, 2001

It is to come…


 












 
What kind man you are
To let the woman of your dreams
Walk out of the door…
 
What kind man you are
That could not stand
 To your promises and dreams…
 
What kind man you are
Seating in a corner wondering …
….Did I make the right decision?
I question that every day….
 
What kind man you are
That cannot put yourself
In a position to make decisions on your own
 
This man is not the one for me
Nor, the one I love
 
It is to come!!!
 
-Jade da Rocha

Friday, September 8, 2000

So Simple





Thinking about reaching the road

Just in case…

It’s a perfect time to start fresh

I know who is going to be with me

At the beginning…

I know who is going to travel with me

Thru the years…

I know who is going to be there-

At the end.

It’s the one who sees the world

Within the same colors

Transparent colors
Real colors!!!
 
-Jade da Rocha

Friday, May 19, 2000

Forever

Your mark is forever

upon me...

You gave me love

you gave me songs

for the rain



You recited poems

that remain

you told me of pain

 


My heart says

"take the risk"

And I will take you

under my wing

like the eagle...


Together in unbreakable

Love!


-Jade da Rocha

Monday, December 20, 1999

Innocent Ballad
















 

I remember a girl…
seated in the front door
facing the streets every morning;
Looking at each person  passing by.
Some was loading in distress;
the suffering
Some celebrating…
… the inducement of the morning.

I remember a girl...
Every afternoon, underneath
the foot of a lemon tree
bare-footed in the soil
of a beaten clay yard

Always singing; innocent ballads
Always dreaming; incandescent dreams

I remember a girl...
Thirst for life
Hunger to understand; frighten

I remember a girl...
Floating the narrow streets
Of washed rocks;
socket rocks, drained.
Flying without wings.

I remember a girl...
A beautiful girl.

-Jade da Rocha

Thursday, August 22, 1996

Shadows



 
So many things....

Mixed feelings

Little sections of words,

Fragmented thoughts.

A deep voice echoing...

Keep opening and quickly closing my mind.

It's a sound so profound were

 I to surrender to a lonely pace

Yes, in time we knew almost nothing

 Of each other.

My love is the only truth left, my pride.

You can ride in futile possession.

But, the only thing you cannot erase,

 Is your shadow...

And then, I will became visible again.


-Jade da Rocha

Thursday, January 11, 1996

Love Dreams




 

I have space to love,

To speak, hear, walk.

To feel, to think...

To understand.

To ask for.

Space to look at you and to dream;

Dreams of love.

I have space to be with you,

To say how much I miss you

To want to love you

Without time to arrive,

 Nor day to leave.

And to be able to dance with you/

With the warmth of my soul.

I only have time and space...
For you!
 
-Jade da Rocha