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carpe diem!http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.comBlogger793125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-19182079050755674562024-03-02T22:02:00.003-03:002024-03-02T22:02:46.291-03:00Onde a dor sucumbe ao amor – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde a dor sucumbe ao amor – </span><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Av1WbtcNGN77LXN4iy-J8Ocn6j8KxiHsxgDBVdLB72XnMHTwSjPVdDA-HoXfe6HSH8VkAeSMjktc41sDb8Gt6cGzYN2p7ybckK3LtUcoxBlTwFRSO3uj_Rp_g3t46EGV03G1FuX40KJr3aMxXXv0exqN1Igqj5mMyFBQGGmGn1uF0BJSJ3Vf/s800/amor-ao-%C3%B3dio-pelo-conceito-de-como-s%C3%ADmbolo-para-combater-discrimina%C3%A7%C3%A3o-e-o-racismo-ou-ideologia-racista-destruir-na-221241926.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="474" data-original-width="800" height="190" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Av1WbtcNGN77LXN4iy-J8Ocn6j8KxiHsxgDBVdLB72XnMHTwSjPVdDA-HoXfe6HSH8VkAeSMjktc41sDb8Gt6cGzYN2p7ybckK3LtUcoxBlTwFRSO3uj_Rp_g3t46EGV03G1FuX40KJr3aMxXXv0exqN1Igqj5mMyFBQGGmGn1uF0BJSJ3Vf/s320/amor-ao-%C3%B3dio-pelo-conceito-de-como-s%C3%ADmbolo-para-combater-discrimina%C3%A7%C3%A3o-e-o-racismo-ou-ideologia-racista-destruir-na-221241926.webp" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Onde a dor sucumbe ao amor</span><span style="color: #b45f06;">.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Frente a todos os nossos sonhos<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Vem a esperança<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Vestida de suor<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghG4JJuFCtbqI_7Ob_G7nJKGrzuR7-TDfxv-3r6JVjMO5_z1otm-NpEyfZUYwl02Vtzm2VuyRl5SgBEqOszKyh1ivJ4f8sybgYKTa9fyYwJBcPjWEMV5nvOeeZZBEJPoGaHmSc2-uzTLqxcDdo-S0h5pEhpMKwkcXXDuiCWZsGJjQ5GAWo82zk/s900/conccpt-abstrato-amor-%C3%B3dio-perigo-87287539.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="633" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghG4JJuFCtbqI_7Ob_G7nJKGrzuR7-TDfxv-3r6JVjMO5_z1otm-NpEyfZUYwl02Vtzm2VuyRl5SgBEqOszKyh1ivJ4f8sybgYKTa9fyYwJBcPjWEMV5nvOeeZZBEJPoGaHmSc2-uzTLqxcDdo-S0h5pEhpMKwkcXXDuiCWZsGJjQ5GAWo82zk/s320/conccpt-abstrato-amor-%C3%B3dio-perigo-87287539.webp" width="225" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Frente as lembranças<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Dança a saudade<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">No tango de suas lágrimas<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Bebendo dos erros, a verdade.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuz2A49zdcIqfy64gfI64cvKpyMfAWltHbzR5EGL-au7gVYajh0BUrUjMamsF49ElHhEvJH9OLdr86ymHQvIn1pmvPWMnFF8gBT9hhr3rnkS9CJEgdrMWp_WQCpaKcs-YAtn0Y0sHtqNUle6_SV_M2v7BQX9IpNckrfa23vDjqtf7CaZV0c6Xr/s720/10538485_wantnesslessj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="720" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuz2A49zdcIqfy64gfI64cvKpyMfAWltHbzR5EGL-au7gVYajh0BUrUjMamsF49ElHhEvJH9OLdr86ymHQvIn1pmvPWMnFF8gBT9hhr3rnkS9CJEgdrMWp_WQCpaKcs-YAtn0Y0sHtqNUle6_SV_M2v7BQX9IpNckrfa23vDjqtf7CaZV0c6Xr/s320/10538485_wantnesslessj.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Frente a um grande amor<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Deveras muitos erros e dor<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Capazes de tudo transtornar<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando a pedra parece com a flor.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnjHz0PLWbWfiNxqqozubib_xEadPsxAcaScsXgA3Tc5EQgBGKkgsx6-89lroXjW2oUIW87UYtb5hJZpdYM1E6WinwEqZttiee6v9az2Ffaeh4h6ftAM2pREbJSgqGalEca1QUGmg5gE_ojxiGcguksy1XBhpnE0oWoO0DaWfwgHuF6dkSXu5T/s266/imlages.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="266" data-original-width="190" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnjHz0PLWbWfiNxqqozubib_xEadPsxAcaScsXgA3Tc5EQgBGKkgsx6-89lroXjW2oUIW87UYtb5hJZpdYM1E6WinwEqZttiee6v9az2Ffaeh4h6ftAM2pREbJSgqGalEca1QUGmg5gE_ojxiGcguksy1XBhpnE0oWoO0DaWfwgHuF6dkSXu5T/s1600/imlages.jpeg" width="190" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Por trás de cada lágrima<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Uma história reverbera<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Trazendo o ser que solitário<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Sai de sua própria caverna.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggE6otuCfHkZ9fFy2Hzsa64k97L17OrFmeoAnHIvS3aoTVbM0s80XGx8gGfqHYqB1WuML19TBcVz3yWhqy0JFgyG1MY389vloLBrkSFbQ6j5jUUBEoYnTZKuFPQc2Ky8Bp24f0x0brFCDSNbKKpIWqG3jpY_08pfjsl7bvC9brwxF13ypBpQt3/s700/depression-and-sadness-concept-surreal-painting-700-205978355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="355" data-original-width="700" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggE6otuCfHkZ9fFy2Hzsa64k97L17OrFmeoAnHIvS3aoTVbM0s80XGx8gGfqHYqB1WuML19TBcVz3yWhqy0JFgyG1MY389vloLBrkSFbQ6j5jUUBEoYnTZKuFPQc2Ky8Bp24f0x0brFCDSNbKKpIWqG3jpY_08pfjsl7bvC9brwxF13ypBpQt3/s320/depression-and-sadness-concept-surreal-painting-700-205978355.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">O homem mais solitário do mundo<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">É o apaixonado pelo abraço e sorriso.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Negado pelo fruto de toda sua insanidade...<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde o verso vestiu a mágoa e a calamidade.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde o amor preserva do outro a verdade.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde a flor cativa da pedra a semente<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Verde o aroma que arde no peito da gente.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ouro é o beijo do amor que sabe ser presente.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzG3mve50wvBFSNf6K9iVn9fAHWgkcQ2yeQLrr02iCUBxYHWe7tXkTGEXkxHASF6fDhHd-dqHkbMK__yj_c5btw9IvW8MEvqJUPAtYWPEe70UW6-C26alYrzPp9EzjWY83E95LBMqKKj2e2Nqh_FSXq1EoSu0a1Egst3m7D6s3ayd8F5GRNksC/s1600/surreal-do-amor-na-cidade-o-e-conceito-rom%C3%A2ntico-de-arte-um-homem-uma-mulher-beijando-rua-da-dia-dos-namorados-169589653.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1004" data-original-width="1600" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzG3mve50wvBFSNf6K9iVn9fAHWgkcQ2yeQLrr02iCUBxYHWe7tXkTGEXkxHASF6fDhHd-dqHkbMK__yj_c5btw9IvW8MEvqJUPAtYWPEe70UW6-C26alYrzPp9EzjWY83E95LBMqKKj2e2Nqh_FSXq1EoSu0a1Egst3m7D6s3ayd8F5GRNksC/s320/surreal-do-amor-na-cidade-o-e-conceito-rom%C3%A2ntico-de-arte-um-homem-uma-mulher-beijando-rua-da-dia-dos-namorados-169589653.webp" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ah eu ando por aí procurando por mim.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando catando rosas pelos conventos noturnos<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu durmo de sapatos para correr atrás de ti em meus sonhos.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQbxgoGpjiD7EWCqYoM8Aad-H8dwwGzI7ruSmf7diI-5DzfwWgEWmvI-nwamW40oCsfTZIn9pk8j5xJ50CpCNvVnV_01AOzfF35qCMTkz1k7DZUdCqrlnF3ct3O7KV8iG0iOjp0dJc0Me6Ib6blHMBu1JwnEKV0n2q9RgetgUDJ0QjsNyzOvVW/s800/mulher-surreal-com-sua-cabe%C3%A7a-escondida-por-uma-tv-projetando-um-c%C3%A9u-e-p%C3%A1ssaros-voando-em-liberdade-271608213.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQbxgoGpjiD7EWCqYoM8Aad-H8dwwGzI7ruSmf7diI-5DzfwWgEWmvI-nwamW40oCsfTZIn9pk8j5xJ50CpCNvVnV_01AOzfF35qCMTkz1k7DZUdCqrlnF3ct3O7KV8iG0iOjp0dJc0Me6Ib6blHMBu1JwnEKV0n2q9RgetgUDJ0QjsNyzOvVW/s320/mulher-surreal-com-sua-cabe%C3%A7a-escondida-por-uma-tv-projetando-um-c%C3%A9u-e-p%C3%A1ssaros-voando-em-liberdade-271608213.webp" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu quero o hálito de sua insanidade <o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde o berço, o leito e o seio são tenros<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E aonde a dor se esvai, o lábio, o beijo e o abraço são um<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Por toda a vossa linda e </span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb7pE_Qaeag_NTPxNQZEeG6GjPfu1u2SIQF6_NqhWvIjedMoZljF91TnNWPOXuKKS8u4iO2ObHR2FdsUE-4SfJZAlfZXwJMtHl49XGf9ldRgZ2tJizyf2OGKWjOe_ayILqUSH3oh4wIl6CN8ANKlRjE-S31BvglPWR0COyz0krOaWZw1nxndrm/s583/surreal_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="583" data-original-width="438" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb7pE_Qaeag_NTPxNQZEeG6GjPfu1u2SIQF6_NqhWvIjedMoZljF91TnNWPOXuKKS8u4iO2ObHR2FdsUE-4SfJZAlfZXwJMtHl49XGf9ldRgZ2tJizyf2OGKWjOe_ayILqUSH3oh4wIl6CN8ANKlRjE-S31BvglPWR0COyz0krOaWZw1nxndrm/s320/surreal_10.jpg" width="240" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /></b></i><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">doloros</span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">a et</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">ernidade.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Onde a dor sucumbe ao amor – </span><span style="color: red;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06;">.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-75826304297270495812024-02-23T21:53:00.000-03:002024-02-23T21:53:07.796-03:00O doce Galileu – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">O doce Galileu – </span><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kYtmFG7kRWhy4NQgbF_1vN29bZMBS6iyDPU0EeUf5H4IuyPhFNX2-a7bVi3WClUbqte4ZjaHd7h5xSNsV6HdvkvwmhaMtMspdFA-7b55N0oS2_WbL1R9ZHPPwZ4w6UI4uXcCOZaXmT_boZopeTcNDlUi5C7TV_o9beV4gkV84UKNVikhb_TX/s1000/dialogo_jesus_shutterstock-563473_1000-668-0-0.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="668" data-original-width="1000" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kYtmFG7kRWhy4NQgbF_1vN29bZMBS6iyDPU0EeUf5H4IuyPhFNX2-a7bVi3WClUbqte4ZjaHd7h5xSNsV6HdvkvwmhaMtMspdFA-7b55N0oS2_WbL1R9ZHPPwZ4w6UI4uXcCOZaXmT_boZopeTcNDlUi5C7TV_o9beV4gkV84UKNVikhb_TX/s320/dialogo_jesus_shutterstock-563473_1000-668-0-0.webp" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;">O doce Galileu.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">O que tu queres, ó Galileu!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Vestes brancas te precedem<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Filhos aos teus pés se rendem.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7l1R2dy3zOR6n1XALSp3IViETcFyIcMM70GDwlDq5OqJxB1U8jE5wtuH5Bjz8A1o8ezTLKSZOCehkNCg9L6qdzWVRlHTWIfvwchYG3PcAyUuffgAJ8DVcgDzJyFUHtC1zwQ8DO-UwuNU6a97FhB1VIEHrqCcbM2pwelUzcEG9b0HlhMmvr_ei/s1600/formacao_exercitar-a-fraternidade-e-o-dialogo-compromisso-de-amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7l1R2dy3zOR6n1XALSp3IViETcFyIcMM70GDwlDq5OqJxB1U8jE5wtuH5Bjz8A1o8ezTLKSZOCehkNCg9L6qdzWVRlHTWIfvwchYG3PcAyUuffgAJ8DVcgDzJyFUHtC1zwQ8DO-UwuNU6a97FhB1VIEHrqCcbM2pwelUzcEG9b0HlhMmvr_ei/s320/formacao_exercitar-a-fraternidade-e-o-dialogo-compromisso-de-amor.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Vem aqui ó doce Galileu.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Vem rasgar os meus pecados<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Pela força do amor teu.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKivxxgFZGvU2anyK0FJJFXvy9q27-mdPaN-9sXxBnjcv-91O8DAepxSTOC2EeHufygcRPFD9ba53LRHFS_EZstmofT43uschiKGyZbqnC4_r02FEZQ5-kVdiHv0NhJel5gSzaVKPAfhv96i_Q4rJMwPiL22o804uU_plq4as-Blgo9jgWge10/s1024/CarpenterHands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKivxxgFZGvU2anyK0FJJFXvy9q27-mdPaN-9sXxBnjcv-91O8DAepxSTOC2EeHufygcRPFD9ba53LRHFS_EZstmofT43uschiKGyZbqnC4_r02FEZQ5-kVdiHv0NhJel5gSzaVKPAfhv96i_Q4rJMwPiL22o804uU_plq4as-Blgo9jgWge10/s320/CarpenterHands.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Esse doce nome, esse intenso amor<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Veio e em mim me desvendou<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Os sonhos, os medos e a vida<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Tudo em si em mim se revelou.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"></span></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRoZwT4jfb9EB9JJDcN36sDblWINQ2-HhmypIgkAgHMxLfaqPpYnjAh_kcN3lsXO8nd8tFrKWwZxVBlKr59YAIo-w9F9iFiTDOotwBjAJY27lxgwabWjqNRuUB5PkYIyDDIwLZ-IQU5uKZ6zmyufKb1TYeRG388OvCReG3G0RQ9fw82lIp6ADT/s1200/web3-the-good-shephared-sheep-jesus-wikipedia-.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1200" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRoZwT4jfb9EB9JJDcN36sDblWINQ2-HhmypIgkAgHMxLfaqPpYnjAh_kcN3lsXO8nd8tFrKWwZxVBlKr59YAIo-w9F9iFiTDOotwBjAJY27lxgwabWjqNRuUB5PkYIyDDIwLZ-IQU5uKZ6zmyufKb1TYeRG388OvCReG3G0RQ9fw82lIp6ADT/s320/web3-the-good-shephared-sheep-jesus-wikipedia-.webp" width="320" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Ah, doce homem, vestido em Deus<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Descido até nós do teu sangue me deu.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Se tenho algo, nada sem ti se fez<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Tu Ó Galileu, compraste todas as nações e por isso morreu.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"></span></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Qo_o7BVqZtUjrh8Xs794r05h-2Z9IT16TQnDB2Me7RZjHu18-eECaWxoFI5_a2lu4w-Xg3a7RZ7KwA4KEvB5ijHlLNOVRCVuCKCkNHhYTXGxY-NkuTaEf0M9VXAFFyWKPg_-PFKMRejPJwv9wdshs1DdB9FFEE0R2s4lLnX2Q4XqH_yx_kFP/s284/images%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="177" data-original-width="284" height="177" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Qo_o7BVqZtUjrh8Xs794r05h-2Z9IT16TQnDB2Me7RZjHu18-eECaWxoFI5_a2lu4w-Xg3a7RZ7KwA4KEvB5ijHlLNOVRCVuCKCkNHhYTXGxY-NkuTaEf0M9VXAFFyWKPg_-PFKMRejPJwv9wdshs1DdB9FFEE0R2s4lLnX2Q4XqH_yx_kFP/s1600/images%20(2).jpeg" width="284" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Vencendo do delírio até a morte<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Antes despindo do homem o próprio eu<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Agora minhas vestes são brancas, meus irmãos também<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Mas todo o natal é agora, toda vida é eterna em tudo se fez
o: </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9WkXusdM-_pfWILMaBWQQPAgWvlImqMPyRlW5E_nfXIYgTU4y7hDTp5Ln5fhGkScj8kOg0tByMvMB_B-7F2fuQiBsbm3Y_Jki3rEkTlLiXaAZaxxMr2logdXgGarZezZ3fwr2raF1JCJrDu8mxdjYX_CD-2wkot-NdYYwGTb7-Ms-yNhVPddn/s259/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="194" data-original-width="259" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9WkXusdM-_pfWILMaBWQQPAgWvlImqMPyRlW5E_nfXIYgTU4y7hDTp5Ln5fhGkScj8kOg0tByMvMB_B-7F2fuQiBsbm3Y_Jki3rEkTlLiXaAZaxxMr2logdXgGarZezZ3fwr2raF1JCJrDu8mxdjYX_CD-2wkot-NdYYwGTb7-Ms-yNhVPddn/s1600/images.jpeg" width="259" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Amém!</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Doce </span><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: medium;">G</span><span style="font-size: medium;">alileu</span></span><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> – </span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: xx-small;">Czar D’alma.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">(À </span><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Ele</span><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> toda glória, </span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">honra e </span></i><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Louvor pelos séculos dos séculos, </span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #04ff00;">AMÉM </span></b><i style="color: #e69138;">!)</i></span></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-66948153955509754222024-02-21T18:11:00.004-03:002024-02-21T18:11:48.600-03:00Assim, desse jeito – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Assim, desse jeito – </span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNYbBB6kqd0oaZ5fCp5P-DxED5vp1zct4iufdPsAeMbNnMnBhgZSALv95nF6KtJthk8xGunfk8JwPAThqbCrXOFRTG7ZXQ8hOAxSiURhbUPybRkVtisg-hknh7RQjUAOGv-O7LUvHVA4N3tjXF-G7ANvJIDDh-BMi5Le1dR9VEh4UTyF1N-qKs/s612/istockphoto-1377376099-612x612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="408" data-original-width="612" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNYbBB6kqd0oaZ5fCp5P-DxED5vp1zct4iufdPsAeMbNnMnBhgZSALv95nF6KtJthk8xGunfk8JwPAThqbCrXOFRTG7ZXQ8hOAxSiURhbUPybRkVtisg-hknh7RQjUAOGv-O7LUvHVA4N3tjXF-G7ANvJIDDh-BMi5Le1dR9VEh4UTyF1N-qKs/s320/istockphoto-1377376099-612x612.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: large;">Assim, desse
jeito.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">As frases
doces dos hipócritas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">São suaves
pro estômago.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas essas
doces frases e suaves<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Fazem muitos
perderem o sono.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Quando esses
muitos sinceros e abertos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Têm tormentos
por esses estranhos atônitos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Envelopados pelo
veneno “pseudo-religare”<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pulsam as
hostes infernais do lúgubre infame.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">As frases
doces dos hipócritas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Parecem iguais
aos que, desejam luz e sorte.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">No entanto,
ao passo que produzem<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Fogo, suor,
lágrimas e do próximo a morte.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Eu que
escuto tantas falsas frases<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Me justifico
delirando não ser assim...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas eles
juram aos deuses e anjos mais boçais<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Que todos
que não são eles devem estar em mim.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">A vida que roda,
gira e encanta, deveras cansa<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">O pobre e o
rico parecem ter o mesmo fim.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas as
frases doces dos hipócritas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Juram que
jamais pensaram assim.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">O hipócrita
e o devasso moram no mesmo bairro.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Um promete
que muda e o outro que sempre será assim.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Eu que tento
não buscar a própria morte<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Vi tantos
hipócritas vendendo vida, mas a morte é seu fim.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Ainda se for
a do próximo a queda e a ruína<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pra dizerem
que o outro é o pecado<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas que o
céu, senão eles.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Ninguém há
de entrar assim.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Assim,
escuto tantas vezes<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">As vozes que
apontam pra qualquer um.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Uns desejam
ser da vida a própria sorte<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">E tiram da vida do outro, o que desejam </span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i></i></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA5oNQSGaqYCXearuAccBApKXV8OMg4l4l23Dm8GmvaqaJXvIk-lRIXTDD6UG-iAXsB9p7ip3w8PngHTnhefzuLMdtfg4mHh2o54NbgLHSQGlDdiAGZ6AZVOsQ4AHtBvvVAVipeC1YSqAds9ucHaO5qmqYVpyvA5rYyO-GVbmMsQB7w37deKXW/s450/api_thumb_450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="450" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA5oNQSGaqYCXearuAccBApKXV8OMg4l4l23Dm8GmvaqaJXvIk-lRIXTDD6UG-iAXsB9p7ip3w8PngHTnhefzuLMdtfg4mHh2o54NbgLHSQGlDdiAGZ6AZVOsQ4AHtBvvVAVipeC1YSqAds9ucHaO5qmqYVpyvA5rYyO-GVbmMsQB7w37deKXW/s320/api_thumb_450.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: large;">para si.</span><i style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;">Assim, desse
jeito – Czar D’alma.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-74960026457773537732024-02-17T22:03:00.007-03:002024-02-17T22:03:51.097-03:00Outra fuga, mesmo amor - Czar D’alma.<blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Outra fuga, mesmo amor - </span><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> </span> </p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7yHX0EahpX07K0nHo4bGQp0iP8dltgtkmNTaUXx8cpMetLaD-qYO7r4p6qx6IOL0rSUjulPAqtZV_kfVXKleMFKsIP22f5XSk_b6Y6wm4L7G74PfsiAnDkkRh8-XB8KxzsGle6q6aUQzJHVLvFzeVs-AD-tTwe_KYBjftL2w73hsYbM60twT/s400/p000006567.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="400" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7yHX0EahpX07K0nHo4bGQp0iP8dltgtkmNTaUXx8cpMetLaD-qYO7r4p6qx6IOL0rSUjulPAqtZV_kfVXKleMFKsIP22f5XSk_b6Y6wm4L7G74PfsiAnDkkRh8-XB8KxzsGle6q6aUQzJHVLvFzeVs-AD-tTwe_KYBjftL2w73hsYbM60twT/s320/p000006567.webp" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Outra fuga, mesmo amor.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Talvez tu não saibas a dor e a estrada</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que escavei nas ilhas e amores que me perdi.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu sei não lhe pertences a náusea presente</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Na hora que a ilha é o parto das palavras que senti.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"></span></b></i></o:p></p></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">No gesto calo a ferida e vasculho as praças</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E dentre as avenidas e blocos em risos me faço.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Porque não pude aprender a amar alguém tanto assim</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Fui flores e frases, gestos e medos que até me perdi.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Não culpo os teus medos, fugistes dali</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Dos delírios que falas das revistas onde preferes mentir.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Te vejo folheando as novelas, abraçando vitrines e bares</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">A noite consigo ao teu choro e lágrimas claramente ouvir.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Meu bem, rasgamos os versos e cartas, naufragadas as falas.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde ficou todo o desejo, as lembranças e as peles suadas.</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Até agora procuras um delírio, um surto ou festa...</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Mas jamais conseguireis tirar-vos</span></b></i><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">da vida, da morte e de si.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Outra fuga, mesmo amor - </span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: x-small;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></i></p></blockquote>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><o:p></o:p></b></i></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-75447827334571069862024-02-17T21:29:00.007-03:002024-02-17T21:34:52.722-03:00A vontade – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><b style="color: #e69138;">A vontade – </b><i><span style="color: #999999;">Czar D’alma</span></i><b style="color: #e69138;">.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiegPMHPH7AvDnb_eU_LTod6pkEypU-zQX9J071mKBf7mywQhH_vKymxOFtwP9csTs4S47XZ7zzLRyZvu2Ey64mtOXf3TdmTG0JQa0PvOOh74K-Hqpcny4A-hp7OhT7gZW8KB9uKkgF7dFi1lwGOvGliQ0WNvclIO0YOySSl63eoxuih4I90Wzu/s696/p000019508.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="522" data-original-width="696" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiegPMHPH7AvDnb_eU_LTod6pkEypU-zQX9J071mKBf7mywQhH_vKymxOFtwP9csTs4S47XZ7zzLRyZvu2Ey64mtOXf3TdmTG0JQa0PvOOh74K-Hqpcny4A-hp7OhT7gZW8KB9uKkgF7dFi1lwGOvGliQ0WNvclIO0YOySSl63eoxuih4I90Wzu/s320/p000019508.webp" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora;"><span style="font-size: large;">A vontade.</span></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Estou com uma vontade louca de te abraçar<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Deixar o Rio à distância longe da saudade<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5OxYfbjFCZfOFRdhMxsJb4xtlwJx1IfjgX1SIHbaNjEccVbacyegstvYyrHiLOEUGmtq-LozKfEGg2wqHGRjhIBzrVmy5FvTGtoK54qfUfWNKdbqFRYFMSorRq5fKSdVMyUjJakOvEaHs4kWqF5JHKfWrj_tkV5xEWrHaQMjxZQHGzTmyPvh/s300/sddrioimages%20(2).jpeg" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="168" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5OxYfbjFCZfOFRdhMxsJb4xtlwJx1IfjgX1SIHbaNjEccVbacyegstvYyrHiLOEUGmtq-LozKfEGg2wqHGRjhIBzrVmy5FvTGtoK54qfUfWNKdbqFRYFMSorRq5fKSdVMyUjJakOvEaHs4kWqF5JHKfWrj_tkV5xEWrHaQMjxZQHGzTmyPvh/s1600/sddrioimages%20(2).jpeg" width="168" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Mergulhar em teus braços <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Enfim, voltar a sonhar.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"></span></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnVJgCSuUSGyD2n170Z-s51rhNDbRv6nQi0bfkF3R3VAAjrlpTcwC-b16-b9vlCIL3RmTo-mII01sN0DIxn-H9-JPoG_8v_yiRiNHuO5fBCZw3aDV8zV0RIwvn0BpLeTwjH9JerJoXCoogXUU_yOlux5wdD66QJltL5gJsREYNNBwwN7AC0T2n/s1000/cristo-redentor-desportivo-butanta3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="1000" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnVJgCSuUSGyD2n170Z-s51rhNDbRv6nQi0bfkF3R3VAAjrlpTcwC-b16-b9vlCIL3RmTo-mII01sN0DIxn-H9-JPoG_8v_yiRiNHuO5fBCZw3aDV8zV0RIwvn0BpLeTwjH9JerJoXCoogXUU_yOlux5wdD66QJltL5gJsREYNNBwwN7AC0T2n/s320/cristo-redentor-desportivo-butanta3.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></b></div><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Estou feliz em poder lhe ver sorrir<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Mordendo os lábios ao perceber meu olhar<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Ardendo em mim os horizontes e quilômetros<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Que existem entre o beijo e o suave toque do abraçar.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"></span></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy0Gd6HJwUL7ID9O7gDCUgfqBKfLVMpSILSHPIWwoPgV6IQg8uWd-WfydYTfiN0VQyiiIFMg_sj6ivstnUwF-j5kXvQo-xpOUMyg5dY0SVxSDsEeqVW9PryPrEg601pq9dQGK4o8YbQZrAPSmvTsckjxAn80yWuMTBFkPdvmgPPB0VMnE7E_Qc/s300/images%20(4).jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy0Gd6HJwUL7ID9O7gDCUgfqBKfLVMpSILSHPIWwoPgV6IQg8uWd-WfydYTfiN0VQyiiIFMg_sj6ivstnUwF-j5kXvQo-xpOUMyg5dY0SVxSDsEeqVW9PryPrEg601pq9dQGK4o8YbQZrAPSmvTsckjxAn80yWuMTBFkPdvmgPPB0VMnE7E_Qc/s1600/images%20(4).jpeg" width="300" /></a></span></b></div><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Estou com tudo o que possa ser</span></b></div></span></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Pra que tu voltes a sorrir<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Entender o que passou<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">E não deixar o amor esfriar e fugir.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-rDgI7kJeygaayQ7AgtmzouQI7ZfOHX_lcYYBPV08mFDOsFf1Wer9tKQnujgFlPoJKKI5xiXKX9bipDprGh1UUAOvInjNIgs71yfPF_cGF0Qc0OZlcAlRXofywU_F0Dbilz4_Y8UhgjpX6brPlXIjQbSvDgy-8GMlXIr71hnohYQfGegfrd8/s275/images%20(5).jpeg" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-rDgI7kJeygaayQ7AgtmzouQI7ZfOHX_lcYYBPV08mFDOsFf1Wer9tKQnujgFlPoJKKI5xiXKX9bipDprGh1UUAOvInjNIgs71yfPF_cGF0Qc0OZlcAlRXofywU_F0Dbilz4_Y8UhgjpX6brPlXIjQbSvDgy-8GMlXIr71hnohYQfGegfrd8/s1600/images%20(5).jpeg" width="275" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Tô com vontade de morder cada lembrança tua<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Deixar escorrer desde os lábios cada cheiro<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Molhar a pele na flâmula da flor ainda dura e nua.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjePQFVgSVrX66e7UHDHFV5OFSwYszCf1ZkXXzfaGYli8Bfx1Fa14RNwV9T_onzZgh9qditSMXmEsZVZIdp-uyEKduind-vXPPetbfcRZ_GKsDJfwLNE5zmCbt5KWuzB7NQa5POdtZWoQP1CNQtC-uakUfQ2mSmhKzuZonNLc4GkAdhozSllkt-/s300/m000338533.webp" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="300" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjePQFVgSVrX66e7UHDHFV5OFSwYszCf1ZkXXzfaGYli8Bfx1Fa14RNwV9T_onzZgh9qditSMXmEsZVZIdp-uyEKduind-vXPPetbfcRZ_GKsDJfwLNE5zmCbt5KWuzB7NQa5POdtZWoQP1CNQtC-uakUfQ2mSmhKzuZonNLc4GkAdhozSllkt-/s1600/m000338533.webp" width="300" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Ah, eu to querendo mergulhar de cabeça<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Esquecer as mentiras que investem os infelizes<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Quando somos um, o mundo diz que ninguém é assim, assim...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvme5_p2RJDn5wWOoFWLq_kLC1s27s-0oxAfhOeyU4jZDrXMEZ2idjiGZo3McLS4a_OXtNbNO89nCE6DMSesqUu9RU36gm6J8CanB5IosF4pPjKxrhyphenhyphenHFOfV2oeheJ5AGPQD2vzfqx0synLKOMgh0fRTMDLeTb-rmiiTIjOU2rLpxSCkgsMGY/s373/brilho_01_widelg.jpg" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="373" data-original-width="373" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvme5_p2RJDn5wWOoFWLq_kLC1s27s-0oxAfhOeyU4jZDrXMEZ2idjiGZo3McLS4a_OXtNbNO89nCE6DMSesqUu9RU36gm6J8CanB5IosF4pPjKxrhyphenhyphenHFOfV2oeheJ5AGPQD2vzfqx0synLKOMgh0fRTMDLeTb-rmiiTIjOU2rLpxSCkgsMGY/s320/brilho_01_widelg.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Eu quero morder a tua flor. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Deslizar cada meu colírio em teu jardim.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Eu sei que tu ainda amas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">E que não vive sem mim.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBNzRfE3gUuzc9eRnd-32W94gc0u32GH5g02hDZHAYFbjDrhY_DwCIk2kwsCa3kyMjg0miiPgRntTDKM0z9hJ04j4TmnR4e_r7uUQ16O-lYXeS4r6PmrkhByy3qRM8dv4XdpAseaDhaIMe0ujpBId_PTQ4agy_tiTK3AQGYtGw82WH1lhl04n/s350/m000293709.webp" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="350" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBNzRfE3gUuzc9eRnd-32W94gc0u32GH5g02hDZHAYFbjDrhY_DwCIk2kwsCa3kyMjg0miiPgRntTDKM0z9hJ04j4TmnR4e_r7uUQ16O-lYXeS4r6PmrkhByy3qRM8dv4XdpAseaDhaIMe0ujpBId_PTQ4agy_tiTK3AQGYtGw82WH1lhl04n/s320/m000293709.webp" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Mas na segunda-feira acordamos a milhas distantes<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Ainda nem sei se tudo fora um sonho, algo delirante<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Ou se ando delirando acordado, disperso e sonhador<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Por existires tão forte e fora da minha vida solitária e inconstante.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_swv-2XF0lBDk1flb5jPIch4-HzN2MvZkiC7FCgfNIUg2ydYpndqwzUwggS9yQLD34ltAy6AgYOifvkZxACpCNftZUsO_9XcArwP_k8V-Oi50iMCZkaL8ESXbJRjYyz3aVzCSF6wwicqoivRQ6hxbBy7KUKPvw0mIe3HXnQwe-3bVUYqfF2ti/s300/images%20(1).jpeg" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_swv-2XF0lBDk1flb5jPIch4-HzN2MvZkiC7FCgfNIUg2ydYpndqwzUwggS9yQLD34ltAy6AgYOifvkZxACpCNftZUsO_9XcArwP_k8V-Oi50iMCZkaL8ESXbJRjYyz3aVzCSF6wwicqoivRQ6hxbBy7KUKPvw0mIe3HXnQwe-3bVUYqfF2ti/s1600/images%20(1).jpeg" width="300" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Tudo que sei que ainda amo<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Por cada segundo nosso em nos pertencer<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">E por cada medo que deixamos de vencer<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;">Matando todo o amor e </span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBYF2CA2hMeHRYS0srqOdh6f-c3HyoDPBmjfb5vMccpn8I5Wygg7-7d7zeNAVLTdUjst-InHFneXiULxzd9wcX-mg9sPyyxFlQ1esprrNcAxBl1xoCOr-mTeRCxAcWeqHh6L9f5BG0vH7EFdi4LQSj_1o_uXYTrmwnCjgrX-QlGCaf2WCe8_w8/s600/537097f4668598607f5905a29a41eec8.jpg" style="font-family: Lora; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBYF2CA2hMeHRYS0srqOdh6f-c3HyoDPBmjfb5vMccpn8I5Wygg7-7d7zeNAVLTdUjst-InHFneXiULxzd9wcX-mg9sPyyxFlQ1esprrNcAxBl1xoCOr-mTeRCxAcWeqHh6L9f5BG0vH7EFdi4LQSj_1o_uXYTrmwnCjgrX-QlGCaf2WCe8_w8/s320/537097f4668598607f5905a29a41eec8.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: large;">morrendo </span><span style="color: red; font-family: Lora; font-size: large;">sem</span><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: large;"> perceber.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Lora; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></span></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Lora;"><i><span style="color: red;">A vontade – </span><span style="color: #666666;">Czar D’alma</span></i></span><span style="font-family: Lora; font-size: medium; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #666666;">.</span><span style="color: #e69138;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p></blockquote></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-59834409530964558272024-02-16T23:44:00.002-03:002024-02-16T23:44:12.150-03:00Logo hoje – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Logo hoje – </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: x-small;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZ4_asst_-vbDyPw7J0uuIk0BvjjRim4Qk3YpogolTzSGBXSF7-1WgNiU9cPJD84HaNZ8UBd8Wzlknjm8aQ4DMkEvOqPtJzBbt3KHtE4EvQi_h-U36qcvn-J7tTUbqiT8OyHhsMG2aXYwXL_MENKuZjDeTLeskZOXcQDBZ6k7mJYUfmsdglE5/s307/download%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="164" data-original-width="307" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZ4_asst_-vbDyPw7J0uuIk0BvjjRim4Qk3YpogolTzSGBXSF7-1WgNiU9cPJD84HaNZ8UBd8Wzlknjm8aQ4DMkEvOqPtJzBbt3KHtE4EvQi_h-U36qcvn-J7tTUbqiT8OyHhsMG2aXYwXL_MENKuZjDeTLeskZOXcQDBZ6k7mJYUfmsdglE5/s1600/download%20(1).jpeg" width="307" /></a></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><i style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-size: large;">Logo hoje.</span></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Você é o meu melhor<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">vive dentro de tudo que esculpi<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">A cada frenesi, em cada surto<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Tudo meu era, sagrado pra ti.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuAsdS5jXjSOyup8ByqpuRpsDJfsy9fS8XOYHZSiyPNVrP8BeAp8KLQchI0uNhjbPECgGICavLBXYB2UuBDeE6WtOULonmltv9IzSYb2oDm0HYOSh1BPxjoydaTB8JJl0x9oEYGfdiNebrjEqoPlUtHAeoFYj-Rk3Bhf2OaXYX_TmxXm-fQkzk/s300/images%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuAsdS5jXjSOyup8ByqpuRpsDJfsy9fS8XOYHZSiyPNVrP8BeAp8KLQchI0uNhjbPECgGICavLBXYB2UuBDeE6WtOULonmltv9IzSYb2oDm0HYOSh1BPxjoydaTB8JJl0x9oEYGfdiNebrjEqoPlUtHAeoFYj-Rk3Bhf2OaXYX_TmxXm-fQkzk/s1600/images%20(1).jpeg" width="300" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Você é a coisa mais inacabada</span></i></b></div></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Quando tento lhe dizer<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">O quanto amo, receio e sangro<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Em todos teus destinos e tormentos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBto0vbAGubTnBXea5pJL78mxWpRLxaHebCxhzI4E2CEo_AQ74UTPSe_u3Z6NOpMd4IL91O_xPpVsFMQMBtVyBiHWRxc4rys2voo2iwGEKfsc97luxugGC3cNvNZBS7wC9ztb06aPIluFS4Ugb9oK15VtRwZ4-WWhZsw6OhIyl2WswbbdWOxFs/s330/download%20(3).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="153" data-original-width="330" height="148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBto0vbAGubTnBXea5pJL78mxWpRLxaHebCxhzI4E2CEo_AQ74UTPSe_u3Z6NOpMd4IL91O_xPpVsFMQMBtVyBiHWRxc4rys2voo2iwGEKfsc97luxugGC3cNvNZBS7wC9ztb06aPIluFS4Ugb9oK15VtRwZ4-WWhZsw6OhIyl2WswbbdWOxFs/s320/download%20(3).jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Tu dizes que te vais embora</span></i></b></div></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">A sombra da tua distância<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Me assombra e deveras devora.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkSKkzx70xyxBnBc1hPUSEzlBD2fQd9hKM8Yr9XlW0ihH8xtPv8Z7nwHKksduzf8dMY68RkLzhm3XqhSjBGAlqVDoxAaDgD1GB1SJ_M9ehyuaMhqmv63lMcyPB29GFbGOU-6nX9tzTnbzUXx_7s_j6RKA85fK0yCxSHMsMpplcJx6Bxzs_f2j/s739/brilho_01_widelg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="415" data-original-width="739" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkSKkzx70xyxBnBc1hPUSEzlBD2fQd9hKM8Yr9XlW0ihH8xtPv8Z7nwHKksduzf8dMY68RkLzhm3XqhSjBGAlqVDoxAaDgD1GB1SJ_M9ehyuaMhqmv63lMcyPB29GFbGOU-6nX9tzTnbzUXx_7s_j6RKA85fK0yCxSHMsMpplcJx6Bxzs_f2j/s320/brilho_01_widelg.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><i style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Logo hoje, que preciso dizer<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">O quanto faz-se necessário estar ao teu lado<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Acordar, dormir fazer a vida acontecer.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRacZgbh_UePZ4FAgD3cpDNs0ZlgTcFObv51GLvP2KTMm2S96oU4gdcQH8TZprPmFyZlFMDB0y2WN1aQeQZFrkUARsit89egGmSMCUL6X9wxuVV181PyKOqmuH9vAWPDWdPShOnC8sfw9Alua6f_whjxYuYd10qEEX3HDDfH_ksfS_lz2tVa2S/s300/download%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRacZgbh_UePZ4FAgD3cpDNs0ZlgTcFObv51GLvP2KTMm2S96oU4gdcQH8TZprPmFyZlFMDB0y2WN1aQeQZFrkUARsit89egGmSMCUL6X9wxuVV181PyKOqmuH9vAWPDWdPShOnC8sfw9Alua6f_whjxYuYd10qEEX3HDDfH_ksfS_lz2tVa2S/s1600/download%20(2).jpeg" width="300" /></a></p><b><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Nada mais de mentiras haverá</span></i></b></div></i></b>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Entre nossos beijos, abraços e lençóis<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Eu queria tanto aprender a dizer...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;">Que te amar é a melhor </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9mrW6EAx-zZjMHuy-ahL9wb3mQ8gQA0UypLhr-nNHmSkZRgNXLmKqRJqv6tO911GgwUnDTgHUWPFpQn4-Xmgg-xzREFnUFKcRvuTpY2L38SiVAERE_tCZQkHzLPnrjDWTdMf8l2ZlrCsgcC-1Yy_BXt0ipV93LEKxW_-qQnRTAOxAbytm6sN/s280/download.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="280" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9mrW6EAx-zZjMHuy-ahL9wb3mQ8gQA0UypLhr-nNHmSkZRgNXLmKqRJqv6tO911GgwUnDTgHUWPFpQn4-Xmgg-xzREFnUFKcRvuTpY2L38SiVAERE_tCZQkHzLPnrjDWTdMf8l2ZlrCsgcC-1Yy_BXt0ipV93LEKxW_-qQnRTAOxAbytm6sN/s1600/download.jpeg" width="280" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">versão </span><span style="color: red;">minha,</span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> de nós!</span></span><i style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #999999;">Logo hoje – </span><span style="color: #ff00fe;">Czar D’alma.</span></span></i></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-55498446486733924832024-02-15T21:14:00.002-03:002024-02-15T21:14:18.177-03:00 Velho amor – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Velho amor – Czar D’alma.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65C8EQ3ctYkjH-cwGQ5uHtEB1nztif7FWM-BMj7h2mrmMez0026u0OLxMe-8YqRYL3d3vZQ0QJlnyMudgoKfSsD5e-dsMuzR5iMpS5jl9Jra14ETjg4LTIlxQI_DxhzdHVAWjHOQyRXi7k6DaPZfTc7HWe3ZNCWmbdKaDLpEfWd7Za58ly5Up/s300/download%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65C8EQ3ctYkjH-cwGQ5uHtEB1nztif7FWM-BMj7h2mrmMez0026u0OLxMe-8YqRYL3d3vZQ0QJlnyMudgoKfSsD5e-dsMuzR5iMpS5jl9Jra14ETjg4LTIlxQI_DxhzdHVAWjHOQyRXi7k6DaPZfTc7HWe3ZNCWmbdKaDLpEfWd7Za58ly5Up/s1600/download%20(2).jpeg" width="300" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><o:p> </o:p>Velho amor – Czar D’alma.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTHA727Xf6IDF5FedUpCXXKw6d6q2nqfX6xjKJJjMFlf3qZ7Eh1EL_gBpGDS4QX0o3ARZQtMHp3pR-FY1ZLGNBXpnqwx0li_Wh1_UYXUbeewxy4gHNAiO-_d368shOX7japdSNCtXrV2qtvY1Od-9XpRHANfFVqyCs2NbOkXEdpyqIrrwTCXCn/s700/Namorando-Um-Homem-Mais-Velho-Tudo-O-Que-Voc%C3%AA-Precisa-Saber-Est%C3%A1-Aqui.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="466" data-original-width="700" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTHA727Xf6IDF5FedUpCXXKw6d6q2nqfX6xjKJJjMFlf3qZ7Eh1EL_gBpGDS4QX0o3ARZQtMHp3pR-FY1ZLGNBXpnqwx0li_Wh1_UYXUbeewxy4gHNAiO-_d368shOX7japdSNCtXrV2qtvY1Od-9XpRHANfFVqyCs2NbOkXEdpyqIrrwTCXCn/s320/Namorando-Um-Homem-Mais-Velho-Tudo-O-Que-Voc%C3%AA-Precisa-Saber-Est%C3%A1-Aqui.webp" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando com o relógio nas costas</span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu lhe espero pra tomar um chá<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu conto as horas por uma xícara de café<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Te chamo pra jantar e tu distante em pé.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocz_xaWdeV-oNAo1HooZfan2dvedV8TlU58o5d4KK9WTKXlxwcJvL3u1aSQdF_l-nps04Fv1CTXbju4f1nJeDRzFP60q7ahi9qi3eYYQhB6phk_v4cribCPXEEIcLUTdEHJjFKqh1kzTGtLM2rzXG87Nbk2HiKAufH8MhCV_oTU_QTFqiCfbZ/s3672/Algu%C3%A9m%20tem%20que%20ceder.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2052" data-original-width="3672" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocz_xaWdeV-oNAo1HooZfan2dvedV8TlU58o5d4KK9WTKXlxwcJvL3u1aSQdF_l-nps04Fv1CTXbju4f1nJeDRzFP60q7ahi9qi3eYYQhB6phk_v4cribCPXEEIcLUTdEHJjFKqh1kzTGtLM2rzXG87Nbk2HiKAufH8MhCV_oTU_QTFqiCfbZ/s320/Algu%C3%A9m%20tem%20que%20ceder.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu corro milhas de anos, tempos e dores<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Pra lhe agradar até dos funerais roubei flores<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Parece que nada possa lhe agradar<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm1EcYxR3Pv7TrFlSuc8R8lk53RLtDnqZE_80s91goqM64ibxjMV4a4o3xcWuCbAGsFe_UoTjiImJzuXyqtAocTgNY43ExSxDdtos7O92glU4YFLRj7cVH7dWblrD6xRUKxguqETftmsF3aDP15hyphenhyphen5yq5zXLbbEScyDiei4bPgwwPjjVJCD-zq/s284/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="177" data-original-width="284" height="177" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm1EcYxR3Pv7TrFlSuc8R8lk53RLtDnqZE_80s91goqM64ibxjMV4a4o3xcWuCbAGsFe_UoTjiImJzuXyqtAocTgNY43ExSxDdtos7O92glU4YFLRj7cVH7dWblrD6xRUKxguqETftmsF3aDP15hyphenhyphen5yq5zXLbbEScyDiei4bPgwwPjjVJCD-zq/s1600/images.jpeg" width="284" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu conto as estrelas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu somo as ondas do mar<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Flui meu francês elle a dit<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E nada de Edith Piaf a cantar.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ja2gLdZmBPtMtdJX-b48ak0AsuydX6QlCw-nwRima8WnLlIBoocgPvEnnS7Qore4NAiCZuAKgOXSV8749HtniSDTcrIXvnZegAxb4OLYFoCfandwuMF-HHm6PPWf1eUXwMkEHcHfUvruUbQRpsd7eZCSnIExIgMwg3p-pimOcV73K1RbbCOg/s259/download.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="194" data-original-width="259" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ja2gLdZmBPtMtdJX-b48ak0AsuydX6QlCw-nwRima8WnLlIBoocgPvEnnS7Qore4NAiCZuAKgOXSV8749HtniSDTcrIXvnZegAxb4OLYFoCfandwuMF-HHm6PPWf1eUXwMkEHcHfUvruUbQRpsd7eZCSnIExIgMwg3p-pimOcV73K1RbbCOg/s1600/download.jpeg" width="259" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Sinceramente os dias passaram<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E nós nem sabemos o que somos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Em dias de dor eu tive minhas dores<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E pelas noites solitárias eu fiz planos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_QCAZvkzIM8cpSN7Nuz3petG2HZpnSNcwUcGjtypowT5iC5uOYCVlOC3gLV7neJpKB0zi90D9375AVPxR6zNJtzZFfkC4c1H7eLxgPDH1kBnXO09ESI6JnJ6WklDShG17FxPHTYmGjMGBH-LJo_98ezbxohusmsroevzpf3U3lkOyxI5ECqE/s2000/para-homens-mais-velhos3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="2000" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_QCAZvkzIM8cpSN7Nuz3petG2HZpnSNcwUcGjtypowT5iC5uOYCVlOC3gLV7neJpKB0zi90D9375AVPxR6zNJtzZFfkC4c1H7eLxgPDH1kBnXO09ESI6JnJ6WklDShG17FxPHTYmGjMGBH-LJo_98ezbxohusmsroevzpf3U3lkOyxI5ECqE/s320/para-homens-mais-velhos3.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Soubemos de quase tudo<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">No nada que nunca seremos...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Você finge que escuta minha fala<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E em vazia tal sala em frio a tornemos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIl7aRHhebvLts6Ytj84E2dN23SeVzGBqXSOsUCzDh_e5FqQPYpT9ezBTu3ATSIsy1DmcD93RAKBZVusS4cj6uOgr0nz5n0rWBQXeyYxzzbDA3Bm3t20sQhkyO873cYcjM1oRELtcD__iALzRZ-MpnoJVM7YjZhmng7uOCB8pRwRVf3I7HOz1/s420/1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="420" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIl7aRHhebvLts6Ytj84E2dN23SeVzGBqXSOsUCzDh_e5FqQPYpT9ezBTu3ATSIsy1DmcD93RAKBZVusS4cj6uOgr0nz5n0rWBQXeyYxzzbDA3Bm3t20sQhkyO873cYcjM1oRELtcD__iALzRZ-MpnoJVM7YjZhmng7uOCB8pRwRVf3I7HOz1/s320/1.gif" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu corro duas milhas pelo vestido teu<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Mas é quando acordo, olho pra tudo<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que percebo da vida o breu.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGQS9VEfuStbYfCyNiPOcoUhI6NA2QM7dEGpmWQ0zIw3pVmM5WSBt-W2rgumYm-GLZwj6O9Gej8s10sk2gVWxMJInSYdLPpVLsehyZM8y9ExtZL4H2V2j84kFW5b1HChv2NK4Y_6M10p95hFWzNYERRuaj2CC_vnFAfl99z1CAy38g8NvyN8a/s397/writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="271" data-original-width="397" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGQS9VEfuStbYfCyNiPOcoUhI6NA2QM7dEGpmWQ0zIw3pVmM5WSBt-W2rgumYm-GLZwj6O9Gej8s10sk2gVWxMJInSYdLPpVLsehyZM8y9ExtZL4H2V2j84kFW5b1HChv2NK4Y_6M10p95hFWzNYERRuaj2CC_vnFAfl99z1CAy38g8NvyN8a/s320/writing.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">O ato finda e a memória se torna esperança<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu a amava como um velho</span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Mas tu ainda </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrhlznn_MXzDjgsC4wbCqG2XrLODcZy2LCOaE5K5O7QWCAPwsUCgX41jTEoP9FCcXfPjx0s3Ae7OYf4tE-rt8-Yc1M4oqBatoaWKHeLbTtTdTUIo-YUeAEhht9HFS3IAuipAQEx321BvnTGO2qc9VsapiXRj1ZHc5XgerCS3litJmOtTt83IO9/s724/namoro22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="484" data-original-width="724" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrhlznn_MXzDjgsC4wbCqG2XrLODcZy2LCOaE5K5O7QWCAPwsUCgX41jTEoP9FCcXfPjx0s3Ae7OYf4tE-rt8-Yc1M4oqBatoaWKHeLbTtTdTUIo-YUeAEhht9HFS3IAuipAQEx321BvnTGO2qc9VsapiXRj1ZHc5XgerCS3litJmOtTt83IO9/s320/namoro22.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">me tornas </span><span style="color: red;">a </span><span style="color: #b45f06;">criança.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: medium;"><o:p> </o:p>Velho amor – Czar D’alma.</span></i></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-55579722367517092282024-02-14T23:41:00.002-03:002024-02-14T23:41:07.946-03:00Entre os rins e o Coração - Czar D'alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;">ENTRE RINS E O CORAÇÃO – </i><span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;">CZAR D’ALMA</span><i style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;">.<o:p></o:p></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSA5w6aSXtwxlL9ZClpcmLRYsm3xudsm7aOjyC0mHiBoU47WcYCmJfJS3O4-8WPgolxD39c07NrJfCnqx16BBZRLOZz24rtjC0bVt5JizoUnzfe3PbqqA7O64LbI0wx7HKVX9KOPiOWVASPL3v8hyphenhyphenwJGRrQf4bC0HvNOvxXIOQ9U9yNqx3f9M/s600/solitude31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSA5w6aSXtwxlL9ZClpcmLRYsm3xudsm7aOjyC0mHiBoU47WcYCmJfJS3O4-8WPgolxD39c07NrJfCnqx16BBZRLOZz24rtjC0bVt5JizoUnzfe3PbqqA7O64LbI0wx7HKVX9KOPiOWVASPL3v8hyphenhyphenwJGRrQf4bC0HvNOvxXIOQ9U9yNqx3f9M/s320/solitude31.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;">Entre os rins e o Coração.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Entre os rins e o coração<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">O que filtrar quando o mundo diz, Não!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Sobre todas as coisas, calar a voz<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Pra quem só escuta sua própria intenção.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMvNxppfvNiQM3DS2DIWBg_q7PmWsQL6HyMGR0CxBWiw2TLli-InlWpP1pZM2o7YQeorFe4GJv2IsCYpPdEV_4wLsWxWPtf91uhL4oQigeddK4pr8DECjMNs_0Stb9LHxGl7wg9NsLSsr9B14pIPhTYV1DfRUH8J0xiUQmHto6IyzUKJKqev2n/s1600/conceito-de-arte-da-solid%C3%A3o-tristeza-e-depress%C3%A3o-ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o-surreal-pintura-conceitual-do-pensamento-197886198.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1106" data-original-width="1600" height="221" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMvNxppfvNiQM3DS2DIWBg_q7PmWsQL6HyMGR0CxBWiw2TLli-InlWpP1pZM2o7YQeorFe4GJv2IsCYpPdEV_4wLsWxWPtf91uhL4oQigeddK4pr8DECjMNs_0Stb9LHxGl7wg9NsLSsr9B14pIPhTYV1DfRUH8J0xiUQmHto6IyzUKJKqev2n/s320/conceito-de-arte-da-solid%C3%A3o-tristeza-e-depress%C3%A3o-ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o-surreal-pintura-conceitual-do-pensamento-197886198.webp" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Dá tempo de escrever uma outra história</span></i></b></i></b></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Quando bagunçam com a nossa memória.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Sem tempo pra abrir minhas próprias feridas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Pra exporem nas conversas das vidas vazias.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ni3i4WdiILbDfwR1FWXpaSXiaI6onI9mY3lcdtO3lOkBd86aItPQH5L6MFx1p7iXZys5vT7r4sDBpe6SaOwLhbZQL8lE-tXTTbgWJnEgYi7bUOQS6ueDXo72bzIPwhmW3FklJJjklxSmjfqUHTArLwxUKIE2PFF7RCFWEozup45k9euahMJZ/s291/images%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="173" data-original-width="291" height="173" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ni3i4WdiILbDfwR1FWXpaSXiaI6onI9mY3lcdtO3lOkBd86aItPQH5L6MFx1p7iXZys5vT7r4sDBpe6SaOwLhbZQL8lE-tXTTbgWJnEgYi7bUOQS6ueDXo72bzIPwhmW3FklJJjklxSmjfqUHTArLwxUKIE2PFF7RCFWEozup45k9euahMJZ/s1600/images%20(2).jpeg" width="291" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Será que há tempo pra respirar<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Quando o mundo por tantas culpas nossas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Cair em nosso peito, sangrar a voz, aos conceitos rasgar...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoswGfIFiCqWHs-xlwHKVxvybzwgZcpG25b2qhVwBv65WVDnZjAULwdSK-2O7CPTXYPXO0AoJwiH7nSqSM6MeB9L3_kgf-UlpNWJySv6dJnsPJwqinmCkFj-l4iyh1bNYPpZpnP5OK33XziAM3ixE_Iqx5QRLdv6aiRuS_xZjzANomyjdI9qXF/s1200/scale_1200.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoswGfIFiCqWHs-xlwHKVxvybzwgZcpG25b2qhVwBv65WVDnZjAULwdSK-2O7CPTXYPXO0AoJwiH7nSqSM6MeB9L3_kgf-UlpNWJySv6dJnsPJwqinmCkFj-l4iyh1bNYPpZpnP5OK33XziAM3ixE_Iqx5QRLdv6aiRuS_xZjzANomyjdI9qXF/s320/scale_1200.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><br /></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Eu ando calado, alugo sorrisos amarelos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Eu calo e já não questiono quando a vida<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Não é e nem será do jeito que desejo ou quero.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanNPoVbU3PkNzV6CySP1xrSTLrCJSdAjTAGF760c8o_-rPoer7NHoHo9Bo5T7Qt_YY6mxbVv_jR6WSlQ5Wc77S_2MpQmeL_o_YgP0n109aWyqhEpDsNEspIZtY20avyjHc9gYN0HVXDY-HciEJhPnnPEoV0bZE5d5xZC9vy0ewwAY1Jc5Iweu/s265/images%20(3).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="190" data-original-width="265" height="190" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanNPoVbU3PkNzV6CySP1xrSTLrCJSdAjTAGF760c8o_-rPoer7NHoHo9Bo5T7Qt_YY6mxbVv_jR6WSlQ5Wc77S_2MpQmeL_o_YgP0n109aWyqhEpDsNEspIZtY20avyjHc9gYN0HVXDY-HciEJhPnnPEoV0bZE5d5xZC9vy0ewwAY1Jc5Iweu/s1600/images%20(3).jpeg" width="265" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Eu sei, tu sabes, eles sabem, vós sabeis...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">E todos como num lindo coral julgam.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Enquanto o medo for sinfonia da alma<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Haverá bodes que expiam e amor que não se acalma.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrPI4xWdltOGAzePTNxM1rTY9unP56q0HUNZVBBf_C4vUcwW2SeR1YwGe9Uc9gVFSweh5ciQUCnTzp3E8ESXpuRKwVUW1cYfbr_Xc7Lg0VvaloWHmZTRfEhRwHVd5ICMakmYBDPuI3UzOIdRToBFOn8mZ9o2MrHQEFqAi107ljTD1a-w7T6a03/s564/images28429-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="369" data-original-width="564" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrPI4xWdltOGAzePTNxM1rTY9unP56q0HUNZVBBf_C4vUcwW2SeR1YwGe9Uc9gVFSweh5ciQUCnTzp3E8ESXpuRKwVUW1cYfbr_Xc7Lg0VvaloWHmZTRfEhRwHVd5ICMakmYBDPuI3UzOIdRToBFOn8mZ9o2MrHQEFqAi107ljTD1a-w7T6a03/s320/images28429-2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Entre os rins desde os gregos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Os corações na diáspora judaica<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Vou calar a minha voz, não tenho vez...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Quem fez o vil metal, iludiu a barganha no berço da tez.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW2wZlGhkw-rxfzMF4ZWIaoA__Y7Ge4hnYq1T8UowsKfZARpdM2GvmpRK1TZ8aROApiDFOLvtPg8q3YReg5CyprgnVOJSLyd8BpzTqjanavGZTeUxR5tp5OCb6rWrWU5SRZT4CnlVhyphenhyphenolESSwOtWtgCw0iMtY8ufXXuMOeHzLoJ71KzBhHDSuj/s300/images%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW2wZlGhkw-rxfzMF4ZWIaoA__Y7Ge4hnYq1T8UowsKfZARpdM2GvmpRK1TZ8aROApiDFOLvtPg8q3YReg5CyprgnVOJSLyd8BpzTqjanavGZTeUxR5tp5OCb6rWrWU5SRZT4CnlVhyphenhyphenolESSwOtWtgCw0iMtY8ufXXuMOeHzLoJ71KzBhHDSuj/s1600/images%20(1).jpeg" width="300" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Eu amo os meus erros que me ensinam caminhos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Quando chega o natal eu busco pergaminhos.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><br /></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUw7kakCntA3jSMbg7aEgobIgzJ6gGVX9U7WyaaItm4FuIB5axiYCdDUg0d2gxpGH2ei0mNoukwsjF0VvOSqs_X-N-FxHDDpLT3Tv7TWjArltHeM4n4jjEwZQyZ2BhgqXTJ380Mo30sL9f4eGPNkeTfNjYqHBUaufqMdlLe9FZeyB6lG6bW6b/s274/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="184" data-original-width="274" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUw7kakCntA3jSMbg7aEgobIgzJ6gGVX9U7WyaaItm4FuIB5axiYCdDUg0d2gxpGH2ei0mNoukwsjF0VvOSqs_X-N-FxHDDpLT3Tv7TWjArltHeM4n4jjEwZQyZ2BhgqXTJ380Mo30sL9f4eGPNkeTfNjYqHBUaufqMdlLe9FZeyB6lG6bW6b/s1600/images.jpeg" width="274" /></a></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Pra dizer que, não escuto onde me fiz destino</span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">E por que, deveria alguém viver tão sozinho...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Não eram apenas espinhos, senão </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LwN49XScp-SYpYt3l_cw0qM9kS1j5CMa_7TEaYNggRpjSg01FYeM0G4RSnoyB25gtxNNyVQCBu2GXGkvuqMTG0lqjUPzxxC7lx6LDOLNBZwlc1zPaRNT5lLOx-zmQgX2kT4-Pm3iT9-uLY42JiNIGQtm3GtSTe8LWRLJ3dTiTQOFo_86qu-e/s275/images%20(4).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LwN49XScp-SYpYt3l_cw0qM9kS1j5CMa_7TEaYNggRpjSg01FYeM0G4RSnoyB25gtxNNyVQCBu2GXGkvuqMTG0lqjUPzxxC7lx6LDOLNBZwlc1zPaRNT5lLOx-zmQgX2kT4-Pm3iT9-uLY42JiNIGQtm3GtSTe8LWRLJ3dTiTQOFo_86qu-e/s1600/images%20(4).jpeg" width="275" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="color: #e69138;">a </b><span style="color: red;">força</span><b style="color: #e69138;"> da solidão ou frio.</b></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: x-small;">ENTRE RINS E O CORAÇÃO – CZAR D’ALMA.</span></b><o:p></o:p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-20010604559412958652024-02-14T22:34:00.002-03:002024-02-14T22:35:34.913-03:00Vozes - Czar D'alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-weight: bold;">VOZES – </span><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: x-small;">CZAR D’ALMA</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-weight: bold;">.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlaAryosEeK5YQK9ZHHyd5-7EDxqXc6UuxLSAI4BvXEDlLAIz3yUvIg9Zvtu-J9F2-kazOuC6zNudkZEg0QrhlIxGxzsR7d6o9vbzWZ-rbIF04d7uM64BhR1H2M0yhvT9QiD7Vzij1u-svD8-_aI8CtEsZxjFJ26sKbLE1eBY2XonixaMnaA5/s1100/benira-enquadramento-capa-23.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1100" height="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlaAryosEeK5YQK9ZHHyd5-7EDxqXc6UuxLSAI4BvXEDlLAIz3yUvIg9Zvtu-J9F2-kazOuC6zNudkZEg0QrhlIxGxzsR7d6o9vbzWZ-rbIF04d7uM64BhR1H2M0yhvT9QiD7Vzij1u-svD8-_aI8CtEsZxjFJ26sKbLE1eBY2XonixaMnaA5/s320/benira-enquadramento-capa-23.png" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">VOZES.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eles escutam vozes saindo dos espelhos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eles adormecem mesmo tendo dores em seus peitos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Não abriram a porta<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Nem deixam ninguém sair<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eles quiseram escrever nas estrelas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Só por que jamais podem dormir.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eles escutam vozes, eles se dividem em dois<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando acordam, seus braços são cortados.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Mas quando vão pelas praças eles dançam</span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E ninguém diz que, já foram da vida os soldados.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eles escutam vozes</span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eles fazem quadros, poemas, canções...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando os outros o pressentem<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Lhe chamam de loucos ou leões.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Só por que escutam vozes</span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">quando amam com porta aberta.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando seus medos são percevejos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Seus delírios são de puro sorvete e desejo.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Mas eles escutam vozes, andam dopados<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando em quando são eles<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que fazem o mundo sentir, viver...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E amar do jeito mais sóbrio e acordado.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Vozes - </span><i><span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;">Czar D'alma.</span></i></b></o:p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-19309879959944158812024-02-12T01:14:00.002-03:002024-02-12T01:14:18.621-03:00Perdoa-me – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="color: #b45f06;">Perdoa-me – </b><span style="color: red;">Czar D’alma</span><b style="color: #b45f06;">. <o:p></o:p></b></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjmyYcvoi9qmQWCErKEuho27hJS-BOyLzB80gs7yIUGVwo093nooNBc7XI-tTFY8NTWt4F92tC5TFNS97jbsJ482_0pBx4ToMj1UIPa97BoSIy-GKwHZvafofAl2LVxSAR8mzZE0MIcATnPyDh5Av1ngsQko_jG_RvPaPc0V6AMmsubS56PduG/s276/download%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="276" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjmyYcvoi9qmQWCErKEuho27hJS-BOyLzB80gs7yIUGVwo093nooNBc7XI-tTFY8NTWt4F92tC5TFNS97jbsJ482_0pBx4ToMj1UIPa97BoSIy-GKwHZvafofAl2LVxSAR8mzZE0MIcATnPyDh5Av1ngsQko_jG_RvPaPc0V6AMmsubS56PduG/s1600/download%20(2).jpeg" width="276" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><o:p> </o:p>Perdoa-me.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Senhor, me perdoa os joelhos dobrados<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Sem um coração quebrantado.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Uma palavra cheia de sentido<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E a vida coberta de desejos e vícios incontidos.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrS7s4fVlFMNb_d0jIFQRHK9K3YQhCuN7V9QVufWaDgkPSBq_czTSL3laPU15QVmWU4DRqnjJAvQ8Bdht6T76kHgee_eXL7Sb3ZiXgmJm-cRxNVbLQocJkoJL6-IULsnv9H8lS5EKwvVXNuqbhQc_DJqas3OwSUmd23rcfLRw2WjUKM8r6SxWh/s800/apple-eating2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="800" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrS7s4fVlFMNb_d0jIFQRHK9K3YQhCuN7V9QVufWaDgkPSBq_czTSL3laPU15QVmWU4DRqnjJAvQ8Bdht6T76kHgee_eXL7Sb3ZiXgmJm-cRxNVbLQocJkoJL6-IULsnv9H8lS5EKwvVXNuqbhQc_DJqas3OwSUmd23rcfLRw2WjUKM8r6SxWh/s320/apple-eating2.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Senhor, perdoa os meus olhares ao próximo<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que parece dar-me paz se estiver bem distante...<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa quando eu sou a vaidade, a vitrine e o arrogante.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa-me Ó Senhor pela falta de perdão<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que não permites o orgulho a doar-me a mão.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa oh Deus o que detesto do outro<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que é a minha cara mais suja, hipócrita e lavada.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b></b></i></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdfHJoy6kqx8cejpBv_W0R4zGjSnrG5Zv3QqedZPElJTH0A2Px0J8xSQLLeFPHcn1xFxKpMHKKde3ysVKP8UIngI3XXSELmcmq13wB1kD_wtCWXK-bE3yliVkhUxyE5A4SeszEtwm99rO3De2ZWQUctuzcfza-vSrtK-IvyFe9UjcT-_OOSEGC/s640/el-fruto-prohibido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="403" data-original-width="640" height="202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdfHJoy6kqx8cejpBv_W0R4zGjSnrG5Zv3QqedZPElJTH0A2Px0J8xSQLLeFPHcn1xFxKpMHKKde3ysVKP8UIngI3XXSELmcmq13wB1kD_wtCWXK-bE3yliVkhUxyE5A4SeszEtwm99rO3De2ZWQUctuzcfza-vSrtK-IvyFe9UjcT-_OOSEGC/s320/el-fruto-prohibido.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa a prostituta, o ladrão e o mentiroso<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que acorda em todo espelho pela minha casa.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa a vida que vivi, matando o outro, o próximo<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Me enchendo de pretensão, sendo estelionato da vida e
canalha.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa a minha falta de verdade, quando detesto ate minhas
orações<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa a mentira deu dizer que, amo o divino invisível<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E piso na dor de meus amigos, vizinhos ou irmãos.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ah Senhor, perdoa aquilo que não digo...<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Por que eu quero apenas o seu dom<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ignorando de ti até a feliz comunhão.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa a esmola que dei fazendo selfie.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa o adultério, o roubo escondido no coração.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa a fala calada pelo olhar de julgamento<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando decido ser juiz da dor alheia...<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E de mim, sou mentira, e fingimento.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Perdoa o que sou, o que não fui e quando fui<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Sendo apenas aquilo que decifra o meu egoísmo.<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Me perdoa quando acho que sou da vida o brilho...<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E perdoa meu irmão que lendo acha que estou</span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGy1ySPZ_Bq98x1l87N2MDOyY7J8s56ZPhR0fKgIIhJxDPTLiVQfPnpBQDN8J6GI0KGImRakFo246tz1nO5HduPb6Qx_npjNeC_ZuUYL-_8Wi1dPjAEcN24_zrWg_6aQ59sGavkxSC_lBnCyM5n5UH0UWLDg3iSY4tvWnJtuvla7BrplgROB3-/s1600/formacao_o-perdao-deve-ser-declarado-em-todas-as-circunstancias.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGy1ySPZ_Bq98x1l87N2MDOyY7J8s56ZPhR0fKgIIhJxDPTLiVQfPnpBQDN8J6GI0KGImRakFo246tz1nO5HduPb6Qx_npjNeC_ZuUYL-_8Wi1dPjAEcN24_zrWg_6aQ59sGavkxSC_lBnCyM5n5UH0UWLDg3iSY4tvWnJtuvla7BrplgROB3-/s320/formacao_o-perdao-deve-ser-declarado-em-todas-as-circunstancias.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"> nisso sozinho!</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></i></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><i><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-size: large;">Perdoa-me</span><i style="font-size: large;"> – </i></span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: xx-small; font-style: italic;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium; font-style: italic;">. </span></b><o:p></o:p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-86062590283832161022024-02-11T23:01:00.002-03:002024-02-11T23:01:31.528-03:00A ovelha e a alcateia – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">A ovelha e a alcateia – </span><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i></i></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh26TlE2U9NXLIJ2q02aLYL0Y9Mi74JnNSdlGi3YfQGIcDXeKoYXoZ1IqDZcuOCvPLDDo9uNfqTli_MLicuji8fWw-Mly9pXE0YrsuZAYSprurGRKuDQ5Yq7IGD2Yr8gf_1hbq22-ACDSUKz1i_c4ge9e54nj9UDGt-A-978rseOpufyDuL02pJ/s518/lobo.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="518" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh26TlE2U9NXLIJ2q02aLYL0Y9Mi74JnNSdlGi3YfQGIcDXeKoYXoZ1IqDZcuOCvPLDDo9uNfqTli_MLicuji8fWw-Mly9pXE0YrsuZAYSprurGRKuDQ5Yq7IGD2Yr8gf_1hbq22-ACDSUKz1i_c4ge9e54nj9UDGt-A-978rseOpufyDuL02pJ/s320/lobo.webp" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;">A ovelha e a alcateia</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 17.12px;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></span></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pra onde esconderei aquela dor<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Quando o inverno ainda nem chegou<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pra quem se faz juras de amor<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pra quimera da solidão rasgar a flor.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBmygMF3cUrLTRGglSg2gfBwyCiMHLLr0-QudkDMykDPkh0dIsAuZg_Nd3FDCNsZrRdjJhyAc8V7uaV8-6zqQRqjIXqSy0WedVhhDTBfibQja9UZIOVLqHbl_Gs4b5BvIb-CP1nN0yXOdkK4pTYdOdMBcerFjup5KymOCN0UUOih2X3I0wTc0K/s300/images%20(5).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBmygMF3cUrLTRGglSg2gfBwyCiMHLLr0-QudkDMykDPkh0dIsAuZg_Nd3FDCNsZrRdjJhyAc8V7uaV8-6zqQRqjIXqSy0WedVhhDTBfibQja9UZIOVLqHbl_Gs4b5BvIb-CP1nN0yXOdkK4pTYdOdMBcerFjup5KymOCN0UUOih2X3I0wTc0K/s1600/images%20(5).jpeg" width="300" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pra quem se mente<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Quando a solidão jaz<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Nas paredes escuras<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Onde o silêncio confunde a paz.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqIpFhVU5ab-xoNrJx2j73ovhCA_uXE0i1O4YVCWHSVzm9vcoZmGwbSZH9oUrinH8sSkFmQhGfOnI9i8CAPadgI4g5oRJzv4ovJzK75PCyXQv6lMuDgKg5W_lwwn0Vv0Bl45SZxFPvlMAc2DdAPvQSG_W0InPRj_N2DvJn6-offhvqazeQTY7/s275/download%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqIpFhVU5ab-xoNrJx2j73ovhCA_uXE0i1O4YVCWHSVzm9vcoZmGwbSZH9oUrinH8sSkFmQhGfOnI9i8CAPadgI4g5oRJzv4ovJzK75PCyXQv6lMuDgKg5W_lwwn0Vv0Bl45SZxFPvlMAc2DdAPvQSG_W0InPRj_N2DvJn6-offhvqazeQTY7/s1600/download%20(1).jpeg" width="275" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Me larga, me deixa sangrar...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Rasgue seus manuais de onde <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">O beijo fugitivo não permite a vida<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">E o escondido é filho da mentira e da ferida.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHjl2l1039dYz_dmT98JlU9fVbZklmg6ML-mW2iGGBJBIaMxAqzSfx1iY3dWPLBXQ9AIlRLZzX2LZgL78xoybo74n7x6Ro80umoz8e66bkpggYCPzJhq3xWv-dhX30-KtKSrMt7bH67YG6T6mGRwWxAy6lp2cjpTPLdn58olJYRES0LEXwlPL/s900/adamo-e-eva-con-il-serpente-la-mela-pungente-concetto-di-peccato-originale-sul-nero-122843194.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHjl2l1039dYz_dmT98JlU9fVbZklmg6ML-mW2iGGBJBIaMxAqzSfx1iY3dWPLBXQ9AIlRLZzX2LZgL78xoybo74n7x6Ro80umoz8e66bkpggYCPzJhq3xWv-dhX30-KtKSrMt7bH67YG6T6mGRwWxAy6lp2cjpTPLdn58olJYRES0LEXwlPL/s320/adamo-e-eva-con-il-serpente-la-mela-pungente-concetto-di-peccato-originale-sul-nero-122843194.webp" width="256" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas ainda há tempo pra sorrir<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Saia da frente e no espelho teu<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Tu somente, encara e jamais pode mentir.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDwsQq4CQcOEX9JmlOnX8psGlBVqvaIFv8WQDlMJ0bxc2n2cw_c48mJS_N0m2SMJ9kEuUhbKeM1q9TtI9rNn8OII4Slu73vlDwguSiBQNsbSbZ45io96NvkQzCid4plvo1LNEsBHaIxeMxyEQOqTyKwvVA-p_L5W7IiYEgcLPJBNUhUVh0GZIQ/s350/o-que-e-imoralidade-sexual-na-biblia-169n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="350" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDwsQq4CQcOEX9JmlOnX8psGlBVqvaIFv8WQDlMJ0bxc2n2cw_c48mJS_N0m2SMJ9kEuUhbKeM1q9TtI9rNn8OII4Slu73vlDwguSiBQNsbSbZ45io96NvkQzCid4plvo1LNEsBHaIxeMxyEQOqTyKwvVA-p_L5W7IiYEgcLPJBNUhUVh0GZIQ/s320/o-que-e-imoralidade-sexual-na-biblia-169n.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Me larga, me solta o verbo.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Insípido o sal é pisado e desprezado<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Até o chamado irmão goza do abandonado<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Esquece que quem fez a ferida faz o curado.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggEPF-WBNgYQCC8auWasRewqY4Bt6k7wDVc2_xrd7w7-y-uLqeTpb5xOJFjfiVyKSTH8-2bEqj9bvHAQthpqLNfPTnQhMSPjA80BuwUpywFXlW6eHqL02PS0Ln4fNbTemuE_Mjm8KN4frQej2WTkyehPwFD2uYKJp0PROKEY3uEqUH4shZhdcX/s232/images%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="218" data-original-width="232" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggEPF-WBNgYQCC8auWasRewqY4Bt6k7wDVc2_xrd7w7-y-uLqeTpb5xOJFjfiVyKSTH8-2bEqj9bvHAQthpqLNfPTnQhMSPjA80BuwUpywFXlW6eHqL02PS0Ln4fNbTemuE_Mjm8KN4frQej2WTkyehPwFD2uYKJp0PROKEY3uEqUH4shZhdcX/s1600/images%20(2).jpeg" width="232" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Eu ainda sou o equívoco da hipocrisia<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Quando erro, chamo o outro de mentira.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas quando acerto junto multidões<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Para perceber o quanto é sujo o meu galardão.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif;"><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"></span></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibgwnNnm8HsWab4-Hd4PO8kqnUmRz_bzVmXge9HCLVU7-8j9FFpvhRnGmfJ4yZUm8GW5BJT4BhoXTEzru4McNIq6O0Q5vIDxUSNEVZHaaj6i74biHj5gg-6W8lg2PXOycJHeWmg4XJfjG6bh27W5lSYtPYntKNGpbDMrI1u5mgcGAF_l4tbnDY/s626/imagens-surreais-trazidas-a-vida-por-ia-generativa_972784-347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="626" data-original-width="417" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibgwnNnm8HsWab4-Hd4PO8kqnUmRz_bzVmXge9HCLVU7-8j9FFpvhRnGmfJ4yZUm8GW5BJT4BhoXTEzru4McNIq6O0Q5vIDxUSNEVZHaaj6i74biHj5gg-6W8lg2PXOycJHeWmg4XJfjG6bh27W5lSYtPYntKNGpbDMrI1u5mgcGAF_l4tbnDY/s320/imagens-surreais-trazidas-a-vida-por-ia-generativa_972784-347.jpg" width="213" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Eu quero o ultimo abraço<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">De quem tem os pulsos furados<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Pra entender quem erra...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Basta chamar a vida de pecado.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEzVLwo5wOON_XkvIR5tuPjB7gw4xMXknzAXcC0w46X2s2G5GchwgLqJFEnPP9Dm2P1OQdR3mKad-vntiUktmnSub8O-3kMBWHnVquPNqBBQ66dl6W6qjiTL76oSvX23bMjOxdANnS2QwIsBitR3W7KpbchW8yMiEWes0g3wNouyRH6eqGvXv/s700/Perfume-2006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="700" height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEzVLwo5wOON_XkvIR5tuPjB7gw4xMXknzAXcC0w46X2s2G5GchwgLqJFEnPP9Dm2P1OQdR3mKad-vntiUktmnSub8O-3kMBWHnVquPNqBBQ66dl6W6qjiTL76oSvX23bMjOxdANnS2QwIsBitR3W7KpbchW8yMiEWes0g3wNouyRH6eqGvXv/s320/Perfume-2006.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">E eu ainda sou a comédia<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Que não tem riso nem plateia<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas tem o próprio legado<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i></i></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ahl9Lab2Ri8JDQijLb1PpKzKFMKokRp2Rj_WVsORiHJFA3THNreQi4hn5jzjV3m1Qx3a1oRB7LkWAuSorh33iJxXFx3pFlvneTMzPMhL3rTiodb9UTJ5doan6FyPc1uZ3unJqkeHrRkD4a3iJ41mpu1xDZh81XaG2W8IADwxb6qi2C6khZoE/s800/thaisgodinho_Por_que_simplificar_a_vida_e_importante_14790bb9-5870-4ba6-b2e0-6d7cb681898a-800x800.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ahl9Lab2Ri8JDQijLb1PpKzKFMKokRp2Rj_WVsORiHJFA3THNreQi4hn5jzjV3m1Qx3a1oRB7LkWAuSorh33iJxXFx3pFlvneTMzPMhL3rTiodb9UTJ5doan6FyPc1uZ3unJqkeHrRkD4a3iJ41mpu1xDZh81XaG2W8IADwxb6qi2C6khZoE/s320/thaisgodinho_Por_que_simplificar_a_vida_e_importante_14790bb9-5870-4ba6-b2e0-6d7cb681898a-800x800.png" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Entre a </span><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">ovelha </span><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">e a </span><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">alcateia</span><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 107%;"></span></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; line-height: 17.12px;"><b><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #bf9000;">A ovelha e a alcateia – </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">Czar D’alma.</span></span></i></b><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div><span style="font-family: "Baskerville Old Face", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.12px;"><br /></span></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-54145041608988689562024-02-09T23:22:00.000-03:002024-02-09T23:22:10.682-03:00Ainda tenho amor – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Ainda tenho amor – Czar D’alma.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666;"></span></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx1G6LmnOt3IeUbKubnBfymvdfz6kwyAEeDiuef8Hfn_8-RSGURk-4qkoO5PSyOsnVCme92cMlbX913Gc8z4GpldG2k65V_FQNzdRwWNjizGGwMPTj10bCT8ElQN50NcQY0WRneyQF74yDk42W0TE6nP7GfiwcLqzeclZjt52YNvsYFbnwiGl4/s1200/sabedoria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="803" data-original-width="1200" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx1G6LmnOt3IeUbKubnBfymvdfz6kwyAEeDiuef8Hfn_8-RSGURk-4qkoO5PSyOsnVCme92cMlbX913Gc8z4GpldG2k65V_FQNzdRwWNjizGGwMPTj10bCT8ElQN50NcQY0WRneyQF74yDk42W0TE6nP7GfiwcLqzeclZjt52YNvsYFbnwiGl4/s320/sabedoria.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></b></div><b><span style="color: #666666;"><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;"><u>Ainda tenho amor.</u></span></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Foram as ondas do tempo<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Nas fugas dos discursos <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Sem sombras, lagos ou versos<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Que o dia assombrou a vida.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEE6lOh-aAKtVxZdbRt6lJoz1WWr-Pgc5ranRk6Tj-iDFedtDujTMi-RihkS9oqiq9iST4UJOW3KJmo4SXnro10rwd6tqzLXUP_ElvbPjUj6pFp7WypZIKE_Mc_w5fRkXcYdzZ5D71wkP-gE4Qi1XQmGOhz2V0P_vkgQpav9VGrXd2K37t3NV3/s290/images%20(5).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="174" data-original-width="290" height="174" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEE6lOh-aAKtVxZdbRt6lJoz1WWr-Pgc5ranRk6Tj-iDFedtDujTMi-RihkS9oqiq9iST4UJOW3KJmo4SXnro10rwd6tqzLXUP_ElvbPjUj6pFp7WypZIKE_Mc_w5fRkXcYdzZ5D71wkP-gE4Qi1XQmGOhz2V0P_vkgQpav9VGrXd2K37t3NV3/s1600/images%20(5).jpeg" width="290" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Não sei quando percebi o velho</span></b></div></span></b>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Nascido de dentro de minha infância<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Logrado de tantos sonhos<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Perdido nos olhos molhados.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3mEswSqhhw20CKAuus5MTBrArb5_bVcq8yHWIjJFl0dEO3WhqsakPLJxXK1i_a_HpEIrIbWBXBJnc_MozmgI3FzpCMCWzazVAXiO-vI9la0w8KeaDB3ayh-FBc7HCTN9UJiMXrHB3V3NiY5N-zniLB_gGmkAbZc5Qqhnj9duHYrWSNIy_lyqt/s952/10312377_385004911651852_2732346507455752205_n-952x627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="627" data-original-width="952" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3mEswSqhhw20CKAuus5MTBrArb5_bVcq8yHWIjJFl0dEO3WhqsakPLJxXK1i_a_HpEIrIbWBXBJnc_MozmgI3FzpCMCWzazVAXiO-vI9la0w8KeaDB3ayh-FBc7HCTN9UJiMXrHB3V3NiY5N-zniLB_gGmkAbZc5Qqhnj9duHYrWSNIy_lyqt/s320/10312377_385004911651852_2732346507455752205_n-952x627.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Foram as forças da vida<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Que me trouxe até aqui<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Onde não há esquina<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Tão pouco consolo de menina.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_mM3pHBSGmvF5loa-7JedeQ0oQKVn2AyUcNkv8_UrWtUyS6TmEjooVx6nRON8wmZevFlHgDVswaJ8Q5FrkmsRfBD6CtXBnLdbSKDYvE0m2GBGWPourNMN8h5ds1a52vABVS55JWISGw2X4zYYQ-5DH71Q3egWf-xMvPiMjV3HaIaIp2Bf3AHl/s374/black-couple-dancing-together-senior-260nw-2313569681.webp" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="374" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_mM3pHBSGmvF5loa-7JedeQ0oQKVn2AyUcNkv8_UrWtUyS6TmEjooVx6nRON8wmZevFlHgDVswaJ8Q5FrkmsRfBD6CtXBnLdbSKDYvE0m2GBGWPourNMN8h5ds1a52vABVS55JWISGw2X4zYYQ-5DH71Q3egWf-xMvPiMjV3HaIaIp2Bf3AHl/s320/black-couple-dancing-together-senior-260nw-2313569681.webp" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Eu ando permitindo as rugas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Quase declaro amo as próprias agruras<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Eu me chamo de um verso inchado de dor<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Mas quando eu vejo os jovens, </span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutq0Tawdz1i-OvX03Ta63m8DcTpnfhsHyDPhSTGTKAz5aPhXEqciQpmjcyw0Hkwssn6Zq1HXvKFdu6NJjYUXnGPY6sgVus6gBzkAvy8eB2GTROpqx4VN7EMYqa5s9dfu7OgjpSwsm2TtjMfo6BMY9_-Yq_dxVEoyngMMU_Tb5rNR9k_LZhRwr/s825/3754b1bb33444a62c3ae7cdf74d0fc80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="825" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutq0Tawdz1i-OvX03Ta63m8DcTpnfhsHyDPhSTGTKAz5aPhXEqciQpmjcyw0Hkwssn6Zq1HXvKFdu6NJjYUXnGPY6sgVus6gBzkAvy8eB2GTROpqx4VN7EMYqa5s9dfu7OgjpSwsm2TtjMfo6BMY9_-Yq_dxVEoyngMMU_Tb5rNR9k_LZhRwr/s320/3754b1bb33444a62c3ae7cdf74d0fc80.jpg" width="219" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;">ainda tenho amor.</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: medium;">Ainda tenho amor – Czar D’alma.</span></b><o:p></o:p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-7940637915835823152024-02-09T20:41:00.001-03:002024-02-09T20:56:18.228-03:00Nos Braços do delírio – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Nos Braços do delírio – Czar D’alma.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVJvTDFBqpJ-Bbari9RrUH_zdv6ny2o7Tdtm5ZCsvsQ-6MSg-yE-2h3F72KQRFv88tgE86LlXeZGkO1Vhp7-atxcUwOwzVB_8KcDwvHQRh65mPJyGt2j8gzWmdKJ2Ho5i75Z_F_8gYFLWiPgLyt5bgIqV67Gmk3wmCnuz8JnzwACRTv9lAdNnv/s800/vestimenta-de-beijos-casal-negro-257841123.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVJvTDFBqpJ-Bbari9RrUH_zdv6ny2o7Tdtm5ZCsvsQ-6MSg-yE-2h3F72KQRFv88tgE86LlXeZGkO1Vhp7-atxcUwOwzVB_8KcDwvHQRh65mPJyGt2j8gzWmdKJ2Ho5i75Z_F_8gYFLWiPgLyt5bgIqV67Gmk3wmCnuz8JnzwACRTv9lAdNnv/s320/vestimenta-de-beijos-casal-negro-257841123.webp" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;">Nos Braços do delírio.</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Ontem eu me descobri<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Nos braços de outro delírio<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Sei dos medos teus...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Sei da força do seu brilho.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"></span></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWlwzCXM8Bf0T5PJqosgup9efHA6mTc01eh7vr743CvpneJEMAVT3MJ9GpQHtRPv8jDEZP0ANNyqjgsIUWqBS5P0J_TTBbGdIPyi6L_g0QWr1iulyaNc-ry8L8N8UeGdepqjuGxLWyrrWD0NFbC8V4HVM-fkzWHvTzI_248QnsTsVp1d7xF7zA/s390/happy-senior-african-american-couple-260nw-1963011766.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="390" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWlwzCXM8Bf0T5PJqosgup9efHA6mTc01eh7vr743CvpneJEMAVT3MJ9GpQHtRPv8jDEZP0ANNyqjgsIUWqBS5P0J_TTBbGdIPyi6L_g0QWr1iulyaNc-ry8L8N8UeGdepqjuGxLWyrrWD0NFbC8V4HVM-fkzWHvTzI_248QnsTsVp1d7xF7zA/s320/happy-senior-african-american-couple-260nw-1963011766.webp" width="320" /></a></span></b></div><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Molhada a pele, revela a coisa<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Que desce pelos dedos desenhando<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">A sutileza de tudo que era infinito<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Onde a cabeça despreza da vida o sentido.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1pDt0STOzj92wgHYcVKRfgmOZunGrFm3bpapjXBhQYDDkuSC0MXY1ZEu1jYcC0UTZg-ue2r8iXkA8o_jQjLew4hEZrdykgvmFB3EbehdgYij8i-jW4GADgPNrIqR1uFRruWGGqbkagy56v3Ofc_blkDZbFu9OgYp5ahZxFt7GeSl-HNrvXyK8/s1300/109334338-sensual-belo-jovem-casal-est%C3%A1-fazendo-sexo-na-cama-m%C3%A3o-feminina-puxando-len%C3%A7%C3%B3is-brancos-em-%C3%AAxtase.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="731" data-original-width="1300" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1pDt0STOzj92wgHYcVKRfgmOZunGrFm3bpapjXBhQYDDkuSC0MXY1ZEu1jYcC0UTZg-ue2r8iXkA8o_jQjLew4hEZrdykgvmFB3EbehdgYij8i-jW4GADgPNrIqR1uFRruWGGqbkagy56v3Ofc_blkDZbFu9OgYp5ahZxFt7GeSl-HNrvXyK8/s320/109334338-sensual-belo-jovem-casal-est%C3%A1-fazendo-sexo-na-cama-m%C3%A3o-feminina-puxando-len%C3%A7%C3%B3is-brancos-em-%C3%AAxtase.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><br /></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Mas eu que acordo todas as manhãs<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Esperando um sorriso teu<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Me abraço e derreto meus olhos<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Destilo as lágrimas e bebo de ti.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9DrqWrsmZVYBZcwFYQV_62enpMW13s3QwYClniyzdwAP_33i18FfsxuQR6Um0yoEpMkzuSTJCv8pZ6G2wQmXiooV11oTJngGrTLQagLDS2R9w3DO43eDS1IjkAmZfTcrdtPE6S2X3mXC1EubHpAY1QGD6El3wccJxftSOufk8wXm-lP-4c55/s270/download%20(4).jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="270" data-original-width="187" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9DrqWrsmZVYBZcwFYQV_62enpMW13s3QwYClniyzdwAP_33i18FfsxuQR6Um0yoEpMkzuSTJCv8pZ6G2wQmXiooV11oTJngGrTLQagLDS2R9w3DO43eDS1IjkAmZfTcrdtPE6S2X3mXC1EubHpAY1QGD6El3wccJxftSOufk8wXm-lP-4c55/s1600/download%20(4).jpeg" width="187" /></a></b></div><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">A vida pode ser ingrata</span></b></div></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Mas se você estiver perto<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Nada mais se pergunta ou requer<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Sei a força dessa boca e corpo de mulher.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6XWJOuNJJBirJBYlDGKDhl5CyOftoBsHATlOjb6QfI1tfk5bAGK5XwHvhBqlg5_C-Hj3OhLhWt6Oih8JDrrvLvoKdWTDvZecNtg3Ay4Lyq0lqIhxv4FjML8vKqfQy3SsjJx_jS2yYFi-kNdm1h02b8YVslGvynYnK8AMegdIboLQkeHnZQupe/s1024/stock-photo-interracial-couple-lying-together-bed-home.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="1024" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6XWJOuNJJBirJBYlDGKDhl5CyOftoBsHATlOjb6QfI1tfk5bAGK5XwHvhBqlg5_C-Hj3OhLhWt6Oih8JDrrvLvoKdWTDvZecNtg3Ay4Lyq0lqIhxv4FjML8vKqfQy3SsjJx_jS2yYFi-kNdm1h02b8YVslGvynYnK8AMegdIboLQkeHnZQupe/s320/stock-photo-interracial-couple-lying-together-bed-home.jpeg" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">O inverno se foi e você o devolveu<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Levando o meu destino, nas folhas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Que tuas pernas em meus lábios<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Desatinado em si por ti dissolveu.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpQ981AuotRC-CjE70iVnOOhImZYzCqK1xCnECdZ7U8lvlGcbBzGXjzfxWCOdHdFtKMHzmmEN0X3ol__4Mf2FUcPSM6FvJwC3GrqJ39HQqTvlOf-afMJheu05R2nzmTluF3m9jV4p9bQmoHMu6xCsuC9rSrjj480xHa2HESkBDizRsckin1aI/s354/869a8b81ada5949ebf4259269401fef9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpQ981AuotRC-CjE70iVnOOhImZYzCqK1xCnECdZ7U8lvlGcbBzGXjzfxWCOdHdFtKMHzmmEN0X3ol__4Mf2FUcPSM6FvJwC3GrqJ39HQqTvlOf-afMJheu05R2nzmTluF3m9jV4p9bQmoHMu6xCsuC9rSrjj480xHa2HESkBDizRsckin1aI/s320/869a8b81ada5949ebf4259269401fef9.jpg" width="213" /></a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">A língua descobre outro idioma<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Nos trilhos do desejo e pergaminho<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Quando em quando somos um brinquedo um véu.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Descendo a lua, o sol, o inferno e todo o céu.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMN1CkIinyPvA_2xveTGhFmICwKOx2ENMPAbI69sKul6lvm4H4z0HzCMp0j36d8Wu2z88O5tlWpcVZASysF8FFqy64WLXRVSrF2muRotGp7cKNAjLqYmRfFqPodg-e6Q9RJTG9zZQ6hvzlKf9LaXnKYfU3iQdrrNih6LenaYHV6z1fnqtpcO9/s450/10020649-casal-feliz-mulher-negra-e-homem-caucasiano-na-praia-em-suas-f%C3%A9rias.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="450" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMN1CkIinyPvA_2xveTGhFmICwKOx2ENMPAbI69sKul6lvm4H4z0HzCMp0j36d8Wu2z88O5tlWpcVZASysF8FFqy64WLXRVSrF2muRotGp7cKNAjLqYmRfFqPodg-e6Q9RJTG9zZQ6hvzlKf9LaXnKYfU3iQdrrNih6LenaYHV6z1fnqtpcO9/s320/10020649-casal-feliz-mulher-negra-e-homem-caucasiano-na-praia-em-suas-f%C3%A9rias.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><br /></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Mas você se foi e o inverno em mim nasceu<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Pode ser que minha neurose tenha cura<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Mas descobri que isso é possível<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Nos braços e beijos dos </span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHEnPPm_VPWPQPFre8yHa6_nVPdbxhm35rwmwU9DmHLAulsooLxp8zziVyx6tKGLfUn8CHekJuCN8GcsE43L-M-qI3XZnIhwpX4RRqq9iC0MgwkrDcyX7BpdSki8v6zOp2IG36sv7Z_0eHa7sdZhidDGpQKgl952I-6jYYT-Ljex-VvMr_wVTI/s275/download%20(2).jpeg" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHEnPPm_VPWPQPFre8yHa6_nVPdbxhm35rwmwU9DmHLAulsooLxp8zziVyx6tKGLfUn8CHekJuCN8GcsE43L-M-qI3XZnIhwpX4RRqq9iC0MgwkrDcyX7BpdSki8v6zOp2IG36sv7Z_0eHa7sdZhidDGpQKgl952I-6jYYT-Ljex-VvMr_wVTI/s1600/download%20(2).jpeg" width="275" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: x-large;">delírios teus.</span></b></b></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="color: #cccccc;">Nos Braços do delírio – </span><span style="color: #666666;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #cccccc;">.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-60138108930979675992024-02-09T10:42:00.002-03:002024-02-09T10:42:21.912-03:00Meu silêncio - Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Meu silêncio - </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ZT0v1bljBSALR2Y4L4OZDaoM_Ys6fzTlrGdFG9-vhKb6LzCea7-45bIrl05oUZ0oWT6od2LFusW05LhC2tBMZrYg0NBtcAWehpzG8o7VR6XXLuVOplM4UguzmVfGGRsnknpfz9FLJrl3tY9VqkyIPoBjCVazMedtdTAEXPC8jnbDPRprewge/s628/silencio2crop.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="616" data-original-width="628" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ZT0v1bljBSALR2Y4L4OZDaoM_Ys6fzTlrGdFG9-vhKb6LzCea7-45bIrl05oUZ0oWT6od2LFusW05LhC2tBMZrYg0NBtcAWehpzG8o7VR6XXLuVOplM4UguzmVfGGRsnknpfz9FLJrl3tY9VqkyIPoBjCVazMedtdTAEXPC8jnbDPRprewge/s320/silencio2crop.webp" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: large;">Meu silêncio.</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Deixar cada coisa em silêncio<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Calar a voz da dor<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Abrir o peito e sorrir...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Recobrar a força de cada intento.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Eu abro as cartas de minha decisão<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Onde eu percorro cada curva tua<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Na busca de me devolver a razão<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Amando a nossa saudade lua.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Os dias escrevem cartas pra minha paz<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Que carrega cada momento nosso em silêncio<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Quando eu deliro comigo é de teu nome<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Que me embriago e de teu fascínio contento.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Mas quando chega o frio<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Abro os meus sonhos<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">E sozinho no cobertor<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">Guardo a saudade tua em meu silêncio.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: Elsie; font-size: x-small;"><i>Meu silêncio - Czar D’alma.<o:p></o:p></i></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-35284519624328887842024-02-02T18:17:00.002-03:002024-02-02T18:17:40.046-03:00Eu Ando Por aí - Czar D'alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">EU ANDO POR AÍ – </span><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: medium;">CZAR D’ALMA</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><i>Eu Ando Por aí.</i></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando por aí a procura de mim<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde deixei aquele sorriso<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E do olhar todo o brilho.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando por aí<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Rebuscando promessas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Rasgando frases incertas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Para que o dia seja melhor<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E a noite tenra seja plena<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Com força do mundo ao redor.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu até acho que fui a milhas e milhas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Tecendo as minhas dores, minhas dívidas.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Dos braços que me odeiam<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Dos sorrisos amarelos que serpenteiam.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Será que andarei por anos e anos em vão<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Olhando e ouvindo das verdades das canções...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Vestindo tanto dor, mergulhando em lágrimas e paixões.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando por aí a procura de ti<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que disse que podemos nos amar<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Que quem sabe o dia feliz seja do lado de cá.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde a luz e a dor sejam aplausos dos poetas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">As meninas degustando em suas curvas estetas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">e das cartas dos marujos sejam mais livres e diretas.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando por aí sem abraços, nem tribos<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Percorrendo o meu dogma e meu rito<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ancorado por solidões e meu quarto frio.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ah eu ando por aí<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">A cada dia esperando o teu olhar <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Nas palavras que não disse<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E que tu podes me encontrar.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ah, eu ando com saudades do beijo e do mar.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Distorcendo brigas e amando as coisas antigas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ando por aí e não há nada em mim que se faça trilha.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Andando eu, dobrando a esquina me vi cansado<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Corri mundos, andei voraz dos meus sonhos e medos...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Hoje eu ando por aí e nada de minha dor se fez segredo.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ah eu acordo de madrugada banhado em lágrimas<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ando por aí em busca da coisa mais doce e amada.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">A pessoa que ande, aceite, não julgues e em mim tenha
deleites<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ah eu ando por aí a procura de mim <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Onde o Cristo que habitas em ti e me esculpes <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Jamais me rejeite.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu Ando Por aí - </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: medium;">Czar D'alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Elsie; font-size: medium;">EU ANDO POR AÍ – CZAR D’ALMA.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></o:p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-44548523744073806242024-02-02T11:45:00.002-03:002024-02-02T11:45:56.619-03:00Um amanhã melhor – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Um amanhã melhor – </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Hoje vai ser melhor pela semente de ontem<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Por que tudo germina, até o erro, o medo e o azul.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Hoje há de ser melhor no amanhã<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Da flor que em minha alma brotou.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Seis dias da semana eu corro bem, corro atrás<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">E no sétimo descanso dos meus atos boçais.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Tecendo em cada passada o ritmo certo e lúdico<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Onde e quando não sou suor, sou apenas piada.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Amanha há de ser maior<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Do que as flores pisadas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Que nossos erros piadas...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Que nossos sonhos e vagas estradas.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Tenho um livro de bolso e muita ferida calada.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Mas guardo nossos sorrisos nas lembranças molhadas.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Um dia eu volto, abro os braços e digo...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Sem amor, a vida não vale quase nada!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">Um amanhã melhor – </span><i><span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;">Czar D’alma</span></i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-72792168023435752792024-01-28T18:38:00.003-03:002024-01-28T18:38:43.685-03:00ENTRE OS DEDOS (Te amo!) – CZAR D’ALMA.<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i style="color: #bf9000;">ENTRE OS DEDOS (Te amo!) – </i><span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;">CZAR D’ALMA.</span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uoPRCtYhyphenhyphenpBFOGyoyMkW21RC_KPXnP0ZmQf83axL1r5dBxwYESd_5L5GzWvXXbEUsAKy5ppmQCutxmUynjS-IQRwPyISXRoA34VXlnx0mLLYRWQs4GUZXrkeW-yWlquWPkISqyUgZ7ZeVW9HZt-JIt1FziLfP7d662vhAlXzNNZzd8kl1Zq1/s500/Alian%C3%A7a-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="335" data-original-width="500" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uoPRCtYhyphenhyphenpBFOGyoyMkW21RC_KPXnP0ZmQf83axL1r5dBxwYESd_5L5GzWvXXbEUsAKy5ppmQCutxmUynjS-IQRwPyISXRoA34VXlnx0mLLYRWQs4GUZXrkeW-yWlquWPkISqyUgZ7ZeVW9HZt-JIt1FziLfP7d662vhAlXzNNZzd8kl1Zq1/s320/Alian%C3%A7a-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><br /></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: medium;"><u><o:p> </o:p>ENTRE OS DEDOS.</u></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3rHJL0b8exGn7gl8vSLGnTbGF4w-6iSs_itoSk2kHwpbqEwcstGceaWzv-iXvaSkriRXhPcjby_vWIR5lkkb7Gv05Turv0LDBoe5d1Lw3neHDiINXiCMdR5hs_QijiaJHP_-mVMKS7F5tOrqcqQZN-hbpzVmGRM0lw99gYb2J_mq4XixBOJpy/s286/images%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="176" data-original-width="286" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3rHJL0b8exGn7gl8vSLGnTbGF4w-6iSs_itoSk2kHwpbqEwcstGceaWzv-iXvaSkriRXhPcjby_vWIR5lkkb7Gv05Turv0LDBoe5d1Lw3neHDiINXiCMdR5hs_QijiaJHP_-mVMKS7F5tOrqcqQZN-hbpzVmGRM0lw99gYb2J_mq4XixBOJpy/s1600/images%20(2).jpeg" width="286" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Entre os dedos cabem os medos, desejos, enredos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Trazem os delírios, recriam-se da epiderme o gemido.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1pPn3tculTmbYnQWU2c87bxHEldlSfonXbf_Hy0330FYdh4MzW_zaOGrB3XYIUpoknVOsUEz2kCLj1uAEtENWHXMjJLx5my1Dby3mj8nsnx3lP_tWzmuYy4fDTwUUB9yN9aZNMXRROxnzgFtcSCTu2v2OyI1RE1zep71qDN2NTHaSQph_kaZ/s229/images%20(3).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="220" data-original-width="229" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1pPn3tculTmbYnQWU2c87bxHEldlSfonXbf_Hy0330FYdh4MzW_zaOGrB3XYIUpoknVOsUEz2kCLj1uAEtENWHXMjJLx5my1Dby3mj8nsnx3lP_tWzmuYy4fDTwUUB9yN9aZNMXRROxnzgFtcSCTu2v2OyI1RE1zep71qDN2NTHaSQph_kaZ/s1600/images%20(3).jpeg" width="229" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Entre os dedos os metais, os compromissos reais...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Sim, apontam os dedos quando somos um passado.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOeuQr61D56amfI30t3CRQLIjbsnRzp5bg2z8DfwcAQf5wLezZnRTFLVY629KW0Yy9_qPooNqrvlCmOw_Lq3R7blJ7QdfxUHeLq2aVhNuf99eVjG1GD3hcIrc-uzTRTqQSj3Zcr80ZXZIFFPYeX_BCXtvfsUYlweH794_TS6ZCynVxa-5E30fj/s275/images%20(4).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOeuQr61D56amfI30t3CRQLIjbsnRzp5bg2z8DfwcAQf5wLezZnRTFLVY629KW0Yy9_qPooNqrvlCmOw_Lq3R7blJ7QdfxUHeLq2aVhNuf99eVjG1GD3hcIrc-uzTRTqQSj3Zcr80ZXZIFFPYeX_BCXtvfsUYlweH794_TS6ZCynVxa-5E30fj/s1600/images%20(4).jpeg" width="275" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Eu quero o tear do futuro<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Eu quero o sonho entre os dedos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">E o dedo sem medo do escuro...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3L4v_A3Txf-3Y9rga9HisUyY8eSgK1Uvpj_M59BcBLzIkhVQm_YIdJ6YBNT63JyYno-GuKVNqxNKPswQfkfv9QOROxlDyyQbmZeTbUs5g_aNFl9jElcXLi3723oNCNazVQNMvwWuYUlJHwpzDpSkLu1PqYeRbMfHZKHhISeB16n2HFzyPTd9/s275/images%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3L4v_A3Txf-3Y9rga9HisUyY8eSgK1Uvpj_M59BcBLzIkhVQm_YIdJ6YBNT63JyYno-GuKVNqxNKPswQfkfv9QOROxlDyyQbmZeTbUs5g_aNFl9jElcXLi3723oNCNazVQNMvwWuYUlJHwpzDpSkLu1PqYeRbMfHZKHhISeB16n2HFzyPTd9/s1600/images%20(1).jpeg" width="275" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Quero os rios sem lágrimas nem enchentes<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Quero a boca da gente, limpa, unida e quente.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdbpSlt53aXX9rvyMnNHfK459AO8-n81STaHuCZtz4ugjjKwvFVP3Wk_nGNlyThbamCfF_af1cgW-BaOqklCBxxrbb5YgRbl4dHHXG-HUl20x7orjXNaSB6DxafzopjUCWWxhLRtz77o56ch0rk0jUwDTVK-WYJ5Lkt4G5O9hLsBC6hgw29Dm/s268/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="268" data-original-width="188" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdbpSlt53aXX9rvyMnNHfK459AO8-n81STaHuCZtz4ugjjKwvFVP3Wk_nGNlyThbamCfF_af1cgW-BaOqklCBxxrbb5YgRbl4dHHXG-HUl20x7orjXNaSB6DxafzopjUCWWxhLRtz77o56ch0rk0jUwDTVK-WYJ5Lkt4G5O9hLsBC6hgw29Dm/s1600/images.jpeg" width="188" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Entre os dedos as letras, as frases imperfeitas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">O grito e a aura feliz no êxtase sem receitas.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCIs8_p13XtRY38L016ndUVJYmNBtAuIq3LsnM_Gt6MZttTXfb9rhl0Wpml2NwZeVOpIVmFO_WoYRiVpYpOWH6lVO_jD3Kf8DKA5oxb02tzCzbNss9qhmXSu0AKtg9vWD6UONdOqYPwx2sbawZiQGixz0yHuFE56y3LcZ34dMX-9wzIjHtkNn/s320/mqdefault.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="320" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCIs8_p13XtRY38L016ndUVJYmNBtAuIq3LsnM_Gt6MZttTXfb9rhl0Wpml2NwZeVOpIVmFO_WoYRiVpYpOWH6lVO_jD3Kf8DKA5oxb02tzCzbNss9qhmXSu0AKtg9vWD6UONdOqYPwx2sbawZiQGixz0yHuFE56y3LcZ34dMX-9wzIjHtkNn/s1600/mqdefault.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Eu vi os nossos dedos escreverem a história<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">A mesma pessoa que ficou e a que foi embora.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">O amor no suor dos dedos e a precatória<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Onde o teu medo foi e o meu foi memória.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXcbIuqljZzWqczSiP8_EvVwmhZFAJ6YW6ht6X2onlbGev23JJF_aqMmzVANcfBb_-8J7b01hqr9falo6taIWI5xqhr3zevrYVFDEFDMNrb42PlMlkZrUWAqoTyXoatdu7eSbY9AzS0jMuE-GGBISaCWqOO7OrINLYzLL_5eN4eezHmnOEMseO/s241/download.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="241" data-original-width="209" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXcbIuqljZzWqczSiP8_EvVwmhZFAJ6YW6ht6X2onlbGev23JJF_aqMmzVANcfBb_-8J7b01hqr9falo6taIWI5xqhr3zevrYVFDEFDMNrb42PlMlkZrUWAqoTyXoatdu7eSbY9AzS0jMuE-GGBISaCWqOO7OrINLYzLL_5eN4eezHmnOEMseO/s1600/download.jpeg" width="209" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Uma canção para brindar o medo despido<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Onde agora a verdade e o gosto do cupido.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Então eu abro a mão, os braços e o peito<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">Entranhando em teus cabelos meus dedos e </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSNCI0cjSA9_KEVxPkv4I3T9ZtFpTgFReFVo871VgPX2pA0z4-Grpty-AtucWQP7TntQsA0TBepeQfM1U_dkWJW6h-37qZBHfe5wzPAbi2OsuBFWNL7D0-6Xv_ESKLvoMWDLF4J6IIBar6o0pza4iryYpXVPGirGt4AY8XFPQH06inpnTIaRC/s275/download%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSNCI0cjSA9_KEVxPkv4I3T9ZtFpTgFReFVo871VgPX2pA0z4-Grpty-AtucWQP7TntQsA0TBepeQfM1U_dkWJW6h-37qZBHfe5wzPAbi2OsuBFWNL7D0-6Xv_ESKLvoMWDLF4J6IIBar6o0pza4iryYpXVPGirGt4AY8XFPQH06inpnTIaRC/s1600/download%20(2).jpeg" width="275" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #bf9000;">o </span><span style="color: red;">amor </span><span style="color: #bf9000;">refeito.</span></span><span style="color: #bf9000;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000;">Entre os dedos (Te amo!) – </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #bf9000;">. </span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #bf9000;">.</span></i></b></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-24045846848399775352024-01-28T02:03:00.002-03:002024-01-28T02:03:20.593-03:00A voz que cala – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">A voz que cala – </span><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihoMLy5P_dkB37fPAbwQ0a8b5ebeRAeTLsTzdCbgQIu1FD23o3Wz3PlPE930Q8khQfJ03eTjdMtsJ_Su5Qoujd2MYJP8dxHAMKJOBE5T-Wlj8on-cyo3G2cQHD3IHGsaChuKMDV8kEpUM6knE_YhuzyFP3vZqg2RzigYSyfLsrHcyKENt4jjkU/s1600/vaidade-36697716.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1584" data-original-width="1600" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihoMLy5P_dkB37fPAbwQ0a8b5ebeRAeTLsTzdCbgQIu1FD23o3Wz3PlPE930Q8khQfJ03eTjdMtsJ_Su5Qoujd2MYJP8dxHAMKJOBE5T-Wlj8on-cyo3G2cQHD3IHGsaChuKMDV8kEpUM6knE_YhuzyFP3vZqg2RzigYSyfLsrHcyKENt4jjkU/s320/vaidade-36697716.webp" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;">A voz que cala.</span><i style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></i></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Eu calo o segundo, eu desfiguro o sorriso<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Me culpo por vezes, me chamo absurdo.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Eu calo a sentença dentro de mim<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Parece que digo e não me ouço<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Parece que gritos permeiam<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">A vida que sonhei infringir.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Meu rosto frio rondando pelas ruas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">As minhas lembranças vívidas e nuas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Cada coisa em teu desatino<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">A dor do homem oriunda do menino.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">O meu silêncio é como um banzo<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Eu sorrio, eu te digo, me calo e danço<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Na ironia do destino tu me dizes o que fazer<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Escolhes pedras, penas e delírios a me socorrer.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Eu escuto vozes dentro de mim<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Eu quero a lembrança do rito<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">O divino se perde e eu permito?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Logo o dia nasce e minto que será melhor.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Por que todos os homens sonham<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Para que a morte seja além<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;">Porém nunca frente ao outro, menor!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">A voz que cala – Czar D’alma.</span><i style="color: #f1c232;"><o:p></o:p></i></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-5725260919416625482024-01-27T23:56:00.001-03:002024-01-27T23:56:34.360-03:00Quase nada somos – Czar D’alma.<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quase nada somos – </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzSGfW_3_8ylF80pDEdNZIBBaCSua5V6KqBTDSuRocqEA1xmWsEaGJhPfJHFQ40Gaa7UKOk33pdZSmq-jkm39OboBTWVSh1qayL240NjAFUCshyDtHrPTJprsdQqq1sXyHLH6shiLpPNc3kPWf1cpHRO6Tfax7G9Lw4KlxKb4H37ubL9KDx-T/s300/download%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzSGfW_3_8ylF80pDEdNZIBBaCSua5V6KqBTDSuRocqEA1xmWsEaGJhPfJHFQ40Gaa7UKOk33pdZSmq-jkm39OboBTWVSh1qayL240NjAFUCshyDtHrPTJprsdQqq1sXyHLH6shiLpPNc3kPWf1cpHRO6Tfax7G9Lw4KlxKb4H37ubL9KDx-T/s1600/download%20(1).jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><u>Quase nada somos.<o:p></o:p></u></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> Quando a porta abrir,
entre. <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">O tempo não espera acontecer<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Seja tu, o dia em que te permitas viver<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Florescer tudo o que sonhou pertencer.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"></span></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKiCzSDcKjKBTdf_6M6S8C-FCw1L8Qeo2ZKKHqJfL-0xTsLa5HAKnOWkxCGwZ2A9AxrRcGazPJCoeaIQ9sQBrkamuAyRDLdYSsBm9P79lrFMrzjLW2B19Y6vnMQ0sM2RRz709XX5Nznt79mq7XqBJHqhjBhYQJXgr0DGtJPuqLLKkeh78rptYT/s275/images%20(5).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKiCzSDcKjKBTdf_6M6S8C-FCw1L8Qeo2ZKKHqJfL-0xTsLa5HAKnOWkxCGwZ2A9AxrRcGazPJCoeaIQ9sQBrkamuAyRDLdYSsBm9P79lrFMrzjLW2B19Y6vnMQ0sM2RRz709XX5Nznt79mq7XqBJHqhjBhYQJXgr0DGtJPuqLLKkeh78rptYT/s1600/images%20(5).jpeg" width="275" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Longe dos nossos sonhos, quase nada somos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E nas frases que deixamos, nos beijos que herdamos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Somos o nada que em tudo vive e nada acabamos...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">No braço e abraço o destino é, foi e está como desejamos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkjg1VQAZGZ0-b-p69DSdXCrvVKDjzs6UBZRWkVRe5fMmsxFlOSwF6nFIZSDZU3D-C1Xyqv3ChYt03KQ4xet6UKLFYuMDqFjicO_EO-v41NSsdISkj7OFg0WJ-TztqZoBWAesRHLHVH1oGkt3Ah_V95KEJSR3ET1Pt-nHuVFWJuKSjEoSQNDG/s286/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="176" data-original-width="286" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkjg1VQAZGZ0-b-p69DSdXCrvVKDjzs6UBZRWkVRe5fMmsxFlOSwF6nFIZSDZU3D-C1Xyqv3ChYt03KQ4xet6UKLFYuMDqFjicO_EO-v41NSsdISkj7OFg0WJ-TztqZoBWAesRHLHVH1oGkt3Ah_V95KEJSR3ET1Pt-nHuVFWJuKSjEoSQNDG/s1600/images.jpeg" width="286" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Agora que eu deixe a rima pobre, e serei tão miserável<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Quando vacilo, pertenço do príncipe ao abominável.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E a rima pobre ainda me percorre e rouba a cena...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu ainda beijo a vida como na tela do cinema.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqFICbvyOtCO0RpVfnxNuEp8vxR9-HepCRRvEdEuqYM8XIk-wGTMKncAosBRdwHgJp2f8TiC8JtXFLmFOpj6ZTY1f2nmPd7kVEMnb7jZYqztSjsMTX2fmcMaldxJNBswi_uhqxRb7MWG3VgeVS0433PlG6P45pzTi6TkrileJBG53XlI82iGVf/s1600/conceito-de-psicologia-cabe%C3%A7a-homem-se-despeda%C3%A7ando-ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o-d-um-desmoronando-fantasia-fundo-c%C3%A9u-ideia-sonho-triste-164579003.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1600" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqFICbvyOtCO0RpVfnxNuEp8vxR9-HepCRRvEdEuqYM8XIk-wGTMKncAosBRdwHgJp2f8TiC8JtXFLmFOpj6ZTY1f2nmPd7kVEMnb7jZYqztSjsMTX2fmcMaldxJNBswi_uhqxRb7MWG3VgeVS0433PlG6P45pzTi6TkrileJBG53XlI82iGVf/s320/conceito-de-psicologia-cabe%C3%A7a-homem-se-despeda%C3%A7ando-ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o-d-um-desmoronando-fantasia-fundo-c%C3%A9u-ideia-sonho-triste-164579003.webp" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Enquanto houver rima, beijo, abraço, caminho e amor<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu serei e a tudo pertencerei, ainda que tenha dor.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Voltando ao início, quase aquele sapo ou príncipe...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Por que tu me julgas como jamais, e quase nada somos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfq5EvVlb0cK16pGdZLs_OmZLlqWHUICEeKzI8JeML72FHGe3tjsrtmFsw-Y4NcgG9dO0SOLbbL-DeZBo0r4c8bcq1a8-MX3fXpMRU1MtucR8s_WgsEJftmx8LU5yp2rw3Cuxx6asjQWvcfrUQP2JPdqDYAts947WbGiR2CVbl3q6zdHbAHGQl/s276/download.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="276" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfq5EvVlb0cK16pGdZLs_OmZLlqWHUICEeKzI8JeML72FHGe3tjsrtmFsw-Y4NcgG9dO0SOLbbL-DeZBo0r4c8bcq1a8-MX3fXpMRU1MtucR8s_WgsEJftmx8LU5yp2rw3Cuxx6asjQWvcfrUQP2JPdqDYAts947WbGiR2CVbl3q6zdHbAHGQl/s1600/download.jpeg" width="276" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Senão o verso, o tempo e momento que ficaram<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Eu entendo e me perco no teu olhar dizendo <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Sorrateiramente que não lhe quero, mas que te amo<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ainda que, tudo vivemos hoje, nada somos!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2x7bHvXxzxCmdfvI2kAfL0we9fNYf73Me5u6btIiHzPy0xKTroqQsUtxXSQxZti7wAeUaRMSAkmRYQaUta-XTxpeTk6-M9n4ZBNo5rnhnv9xns9o3Mj79fCN5PY9Ne5MLILfHfGX0aB5BY3ALgHjMu3OcqOobFTFOjOaUF0r1IgrIrLlZUnPw/s275/images%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2x7bHvXxzxCmdfvI2kAfL0we9fNYf73Me5u6btIiHzPy0xKTroqQsUtxXSQxZti7wAeUaRMSAkmRYQaUta-XTxpeTk6-M9n4ZBNo5rnhnv9xns9o3Mj79fCN5PY9Ne5MLILfHfGX0aB5BY3ALgHjMu3OcqOobFTFOjOaUF0r1IgrIrLlZUnPw/s1600/images%20(1).jpeg" width="275" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Palavra pálida, flácida da memória... <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E a rima pobre me persegue<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Agradecemos por que passamos, <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ou felizes mentimos em dizer, </span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggK-R2LjHzeMp3OfTLfUXcopo4OMoedBNyjDavLV2TMwApL8a4iGicIFWweAsK-mG0rjfqlbHdQmVC-GrxlN9S9XODhQLCf-wixudwF0Qi2Mh9fSQsKhh-vSUOUnCXPgBwjNAemeiNivNoGrPnZwa6V6NiVA8loOirIsl7L7zeIwJH5V1FLqnr/s275/images%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggK-R2LjHzeMp3OfTLfUXcopo4OMoedBNyjDavLV2TMwApL8a4iGicIFWweAsK-mG0rjfqlbHdQmVC-GrxlN9S9XODhQLCf-wixudwF0Qi2Mh9fSQsKhh-vSUOUnCXPgBwjNAemeiNivNoGrPnZwa6V6NiVA8loOirIsl7L7zeIwJH5V1FLqnr/s1600/images%20(2).jpeg" width="275" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">quase nada somos! </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: 400; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Quase nada somos – </span><i><span style="color: #cccccc;">Czar D’alma</span></i><span style="color: #b45f06;">.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div><br /></div></div></b>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-48610298438851778202024-01-22T23:25:00.001-03:002024-01-22T23:25:52.877-03:00Tua vaidade – Czar D’alma.<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="color: #e69138; font-style: italic;">Tua vaidade – </b><span style="color: #999999;">Czar D’alma.</span><b style="color: #e69138; font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMFxoa1RWzUz4SPSxRkoWgPhIhcMPAIGvZuDgVaoG4CpXDdMUfKDctG2QCkM-8OJ2hRJPzsjCqfmPqaGfuq5S7phgghYJclWToMF9z6eqiNPox2jbwqYmvgsiDd5NylHot3tIK6wVi-bgI86pQhDuHvgMHJYM0cUS6vGJ6jSlOWCGg8V1QMYj3/s612/istockphoto-1188376867-612x612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="408" data-original-width="612" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMFxoa1RWzUz4SPSxRkoWgPhIhcMPAIGvZuDgVaoG4CpXDdMUfKDctG2QCkM-8OJ2hRJPzsjCqfmPqaGfuq5S7phgghYJclWToMF9z6eqiNPox2jbwqYmvgsiDd5NylHot3tIK6wVi-bgI86pQhDuHvgMHJYM0cUS6vGJ6jSlOWCGg8V1QMYj3/s320/istockphoto-1188376867-612x612.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><u>Tua vaidade.</u><i><o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Sim, eu confesso! Roubei flores do quintal alheio<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Sim, não nego, a solidão é algo forte, claro e deserto.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Que assim seja! Tomei da agua que o padre benze sua reza...<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Sacudo o tempo pelas mãos e não encontro a frase certa.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i></i></b></span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-DH0j-f2jSMJMOYWqsmYF62-TFYJ6OJS6PffWXR-gukj_6Xlmi700kNPk1fWYqdBVbJLkEHXap4JmxYoDAk97k8dq5OWG6oREcHXAmD2i7fkZZBmXLoW1oNBbZbF1YPfpf9K6x6mF80p-Fdo6oFX7wsGA0r49c3uTIwUFWSQD2ZSnhyphenhyphen8T6W4F/s500/a-generosidade.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="333" data-original-width="500" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-DH0j-f2jSMJMOYWqsmYF62-TFYJ6OJS6PffWXR-gukj_6Xlmi700kNPk1fWYqdBVbJLkEHXap4JmxYoDAk97k8dq5OWG6oREcHXAmD2i7fkZZBmXLoW1oNBbZbF1YPfpf9K6x6mF80p-Fdo6oFX7wsGA0r49c3uTIwUFWSQD2ZSnhyphenhyphen8T6W4F/s320/a-generosidade.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></b></span></div><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /> </i></b></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Eu preciso aprender a dizer que, te amo.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Preciso render meu orgulho, <o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Fazer fluir o nosso desejo, vosso plano.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b></b></span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNIx_I1FP_QoyeAhSacSJ4ikJOpjPceyAtuzv7UyFPhLTX9gVNzSOSPodZXVESHAaiZtGavpWYf_wQNejJxv0sdyn_N1eE85JXKAvVozsEF6Js8R5QbrNE-XIfv5kLZhs4hMNQq-ClWhzXktxRfYyeOk4J4RiN2PjMfuW6g4iaoZx1ZgSS8rb/s1600/formacao_cultivemos-a-generosidade-em-nosso-coracao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNIx_I1FP_QoyeAhSacSJ4ikJOpjPceyAtuzv7UyFPhLTX9gVNzSOSPodZXVESHAaiZtGavpWYf_wQNejJxv0sdyn_N1eE85JXKAvVozsEF6Js8R5QbrNE-XIfv5kLZhs4hMNQq-ClWhzXktxRfYyeOk4J4RiN2PjMfuW6g4iaoZx1ZgSS8rb/s320/formacao_cultivemos-a-generosidade-em-nosso-coracao.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><br /><i><br /></i></b></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Ainda confesso todos os meus medos, erros, surtos.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Mas o mundo não admite os gritos do escuro<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Ainda são as vozes livres, pela sentença <o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>De que todos escolheram serem surdos.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b></b></span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmQhrjcTDVUIek4IZ8bNSKj0Phq373l5ZR7UbEM7hr9VQbX-J3O7-FKsSWX6U2lRrBv7gCWt3Vvq0FM8plIaIwhnBBEvTeJ1-AuQqkYjR8i_VSnUmnrEkENZla4AvHByO4YoVc8aNT97yQhQBmQFr5gOELrNO41ijGudYeCXUApAxOpwnDf_T/s690/gene1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="380" data-original-width="690" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmQhrjcTDVUIek4IZ8bNSKj0Phq373l5ZR7UbEM7hr9VQbX-J3O7-FKsSWX6U2lRrBv7gCWt3Vvq0FM8plIaIwhnBBEvTeJ1-AuQqkYjR8i_VSnUmnrEkENZla4AvHByO4YoVc8aNT97yQhQBmQFr5gOELrNO41ijGudYeCXUApAxOpwnDf_T/s320/gene1.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><br /><i><br /></i></b></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Eu tenho uma máfia em cada olhar meu...<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Ah, eu tenho vontade de sangrar, eu choro eu grito.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Todas as madrugadas são de lágrimas <o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Que só o meu coração se embriaga.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i></i></b></span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMMg12U2pWIvlc4RQcZ1-x_LEc66NoNdzlC8heVAJzXHLrSswugTozq78wEkVn5NEFH8cDm6RxGg1gMKvXRjzejmYijFNgBoStMKFrh5tlrJeaFBM6PvQ74hE_rv3wG5aUSh5oZaflUphgHRVdW3Fcw1moI-hvWrw5coNAiaFt0qa77uB8ZUR/s310/download.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="163" data-original-width="310" height="163" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMMg12U2pWIvlc4RQcZ1-x_LEc66NoNdzlC8heVAJzXHLrSswugTozq78wEkVn5NEFH8cDm6RxGg1gMKvXRjzejmYijFNgBoStMKFrh5tlrJeaFBM6PvQ74hE_rv3wG5aUSh5oZaflUphgHRVdW3Fcw1moI-hvWrw5coNAiaFt0qa77uB8ZUR/s1600/download.jpeg" width="310" /></a></i></b></span></div><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /> </i></b></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>O dia, a noite, a cinza sempre existem em solidão.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Quando eu ando por milhas e sequer...<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Consigo o aperto de sua mão.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b></b></span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3JD-5dfhHZcRlYnjSxiHUEbrAv6q9qdQFAJ_1QPjA4oTKBgcTWFv14pLl4dKaGUzRMHuJeO2VGghrQtuDeDkHBq99xPZiBhRlcfN3NU4WPqOiTH3yk3n9X1AolqIw7XcReOwTfvvyyXfd_qas8DBo7nLPKLLmpzTwivM0mKmBFJ6bLctlzUj/s558/doa%C3%A7ao%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="355" data-original-width="558" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3JD-5dfhHZcRlYnjSxiHUEbrAv6q9qdQFAJ_1QPjA4oTKBgcTWFv14pLl4dKaGUzRMHuJeO2VGghrQtuDeDkHBq99xPZiBhRlcfN3NU4WPqOiTH3yk3n9X1AolqIw7XcReOwTfvvyyXfd_qas8DBo7nLPKLLmpzTwivM0mKmBFJ6bLctlzUj/s320/doa%C3%A7ao%20(1).jpg" width="320" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><br /><i><br /></i></b></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Ah eu refreio o cometa pelo pavor de seus gritos.<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Tu eras a miríade de cada átomo de minha felicidade<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><o:p></o:p></i></b></span></p><div style="color: #e69138; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><b><i>Mas eu coringa do ser, era pura dor, riso e tua</i></b></div><div style="color: #e69138; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="color: #e69138; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="color: #e69138; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjg2DMKNFm4-_6WDI8wk_2pUn0fbuumy-F9KhS-IEg1bo3JVlY1ArGL31AlWl4tPUgJLc5teI-tprGOi-PhuiWUvPF2pca53cDsDz6AwsU1EoQuIrxFvFzta3G-pvawQnD9Rh41CQ_sFreqvGX1ceQUcY8JDK6tC_Y97mOWKjQx_-1tDi_tzFT/s255/images%20(4).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="198" data-original-width="255" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjg2DMKNFm4-_6WDI8wk_2pUn0fbuumy-F9KhS-IEg1bo3JVlY1ArGL31AlWl4tPUgJLc5teI-tprGOi-PhuiWUvPF2pca53cDsDz6AwsU1EoQuIrxFvFzta3G-pvawQnD9Rh41CQ_sFreqvGX1ceQUcY8JDK6tC_Y97mOWKjQx_-1tDi_tzFT/s1600/images%20(4).jpeg" width="255" /></a></div><br /></b></div><div style="color: #e69138; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #e69138;"> vai</span><span style="color: red;">d</span><span style="color: #e69138;">ade. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #e69138;">Tua vaidade – </span><span style="color: #999999;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #e69138;">.</span></span><i style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></i></b></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-47136670724823122342024-01-17T19:28:00.005-03:002024-01-17T19:28:50.297-03:00Interestelar – Czar D’alma.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Interestelar – </span><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Czar D’alma</span><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">.</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138;"></span></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkdTknEwY0TfUTm5xjZMbOWYmMuB-2mFbpcJCMpy0EsmD_sK2eR0-wR-4u1nA-8wQdU3xO8-8R4wOHLExgfBeK9elN4O7jjSFkIS0ol4kKeVzEV60eo5qJbHn30m2KlsdM9VYOxzF6TwyL11rKnpDokRtyPhhOmTon-Yux_uDXZaRtN5ulH3E/s300/images%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkdTknEwY0TfUTm5xjZMbOWYmMuB-2mFbpcJCMpy0EsmD_sK2eR0-wR-4u1nA-8wQdU3xO8-8R4wOHLExgfBeK9elN4O7jjSFkIS0ol4kKeVzEV60eo5qJbHn30m2KlsdM9VYOxzF6TwyL11rKnpDokRtyPhhOmTon-Yux_uDXZaRtN5ulH3E/s1600/images%20(2).jpeg" width="300" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #e69138;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-size: large;">Interestelar.</span><i style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></i></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Foi quando degustei estrelas embriagado em lágrimas<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Que o hemisfério do inconsciente...</span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Rasgou todo o véu de meu
ser.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_QrcNQ2V-64n0YKHGCqZtzYnSQ-0ammjazMEpnGERLkiapSfQg3sRGRi-GkgjH2dBYJQsbtlBm_zszWvdGE9SBaLFVzso7KJWIPHyk1Fm4RrtkNavQCM-yqIdYm9p5QZfUyLH1dEl-3GAfLdfWDW_FLwqSJpIzjjMoJbTovAQli5AfGV1xOQ/s275/images%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="275" data-original-width="183" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_QrcNQ2V-64n0YKHGCqZtzYnSQ-0ammjazMEpnGERLkiapSfQg3sRGRi-GkgjH2dBYJQsbtlBm_zszWvdGE9SBaLFVzso7KJWIPHyk1Fm4RrtkNavQCM-yqIdYm9p5QZfUyLH1dEl-3GAfLdfWDW_FLwqSJpIzjjMoJbTovAQli5AfGV1xOQ/s1600/images%20(1).jpeg" width="183" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Declarei toda contabilidade das flores<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Que comi entre as estrelas de minha escuridão<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Minha noite tinha um gosto doce e estranho...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Parecia ter a própria vida tua em minhas mãos.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAcyvGceag1ja3EdWU50j_DrdIw8t_3w3zW-yCHD7BtD_OXKYR-fFfgNiSm1ezyJ12-Pcvu8jRiz0u8tZhT1iGjN47_guf4Nun2YP804cSttFDm5kJabzPhruqUAaxs9hbSfHKMqwTbMminn3YGsfWyDwACN0EwPWS5Y6S5YDxQYpk1EbOofh/s752/1cdbf30f5bc7b0e7e6b163a13669a515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="752" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAcyvGceag1ja3EdWU50j_DrdIw8t_3w3zW-yCHD7BtD_OXKYR-fFfgNiSm1ezyJ12-Pcvu8jRiz0u8tZhT1iGjN47_guf4Nun2YP804cSttFDm5kJabzPhruqUAaxs9hbSfHKMqwTbMminn3YGsfWyDwACN0EwPWS5Y6S5YDxQYpk1EbOofh/s320/1cdbf30f5bc7b0e7e6b163a13669a515.jpg" width="240" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Mas, não! Eram as galáxias de nossas brigas e mundos<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Onde eu compunha toda a força em me fazer entender<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">E tu eras a minha luz, esperança lúgubre, façanha a me corroer<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Então, entre estrelas vagamos pelas noites de nosso tear do
ser.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqW5fwkedFbCKzLu3PpT6F6Scgf2CvqnLPCa7Q98VM64RUBv2N52oWNejbmNHYtfs1GS22o-S3x_as15rymax7mE0JZhNJYzLoyPcIun8dsD5OJEpkjgfbv_9YFX7Eogp0FuRbAIoFVqKZtPwv_-CNQh0lNtYx2T_dDKhCKwXErp4wZiwf0-Z/s640/fotos_surrealistas_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqW5fwkedFbCKzLu3PpT6F6Scgf2CvqnLPCa7Q98VM64RUBv2N52oWNejbmNHYtfs1GS22o-S3x_as15rymax7mE0JZhNJYzLoyPcIun8dsD5OJEpkjgfbv_9YFX7Eogp0FuRbAIoFVqKZtPwv_-CNQh0lNtYx2T_dDKhCKwXErp4wZiwf0-Z/s320/fotos_surrealistas_02.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Foi quando as lágrimas vieram<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Foi quando as forças se foram<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Foi quando o mundo desabou<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Que vi luas e estrelas a rodearem por mim...<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOBjAQ36De1ObVTGyhZlfdSKt77ZyMPNL8_KjoIy_UoOUwZPVAsn0BttE1pN1Mr7WL-SbsM6yWZSXOMOHbPxYGUU7t4Xt81gvrx-keFV4mStl9_fd0B5nVTPdJeEn8eHL1E6DsA-s8HDB9dWesZXk-8BO-Wyd3s6gPXOA4f2Lqoq8kt0Avjfkb/s225/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOBjAQ36De1ObVTGyhZlfdSKt77ZyMPNL8_KjoIy_UoOUwZPVAsn0BttE1pN1Mr7WL-SbsM6yWZSXOMOHbPxYGUU7t4Xt81gvrx-keFV4mStl9_fd0B5nVTPdJeEn8eHL1E6DsA-s8HDB9dWesZXk-8BO-Wyd3s6gPXOA4f2Lqoq8kt0Avjfkb/s1600/images.jpeg" width="225" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Havia tanta luz em deveras galáxias<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Ou nossos sonhos desfizeram-se em falácias.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Um dia raiou e ao lado do outro <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Não mais acordou. <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"></span></i></b></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAS88Brs6RNeiCA2CTjPPIGnF5vZOA3VEFpz3OsxCFxbmtf2uR-vbbjtaMePY4dh5Mrr95jy0jW-qlWL_Dmg6FTcG3mNMG42ztcnHpij6984sJvB3yDmUsfb-8Nno04tgDbz12HTChPGK_47IbvfcJOnsNb3UCe0lubDozqv3qhdu8c5ZsGhs/s900/4f0b2e5c248c415986663558914183d4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="619" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAS88Brs6RNeiCA2CTjPPIGnF5vZOA3VEFpz3OsxCFxbmtf2uR-vbbjtaMePY4dh5Mrr95jy0jW-qlWL_Dmg6FTcG3mNMG42ztcnHpij6984sJvB3yDmUsfb-8Nno04tgDbz12HTChPGK_47IbvfcJOnsNb3UCe0lubDozqv3qhdu8c5ZsGhs/s320/4f0b2e5c248c415986663558914183d4.jpg" width="220" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></i></b><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Foi o sonho.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">E onde esconderíamos o </span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp7c5Ik97MKs40C7YwQHlIPKsUN-o3-zmRIDgUcIo7FSDN18fSBa4PhA6Rl8rU8kC_qtgDiOzIFwGEnkoesEjofBis3_3d6yUhcmCqcMyFJ5aQ7iFeHGUGchk7dIhMm_8YQ2KuPI-qWNDaxscg9OtgX32B7ehY_eZGkvPr4yWZTDQIrfgyU1z9/s800/284048-PM-129-52.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp7c5Ik97MKs40C7YwQHlIPKsUN-o3-zmRIDgUcIo7FSDN18fSBa4PhA6Rl8rU8kC_qtgDiOzIFwGEnkoesEjofBis3_3d6yUhcmCqcMyFJ5aQ7iFeHGUGchk7dIhMm_8YQ2KuPI-qWNDaxscg9OtgX32B7ehY_eZGkvPr4yWZTDQIrfgyU1z9/s320/284048-PM-129-52.webp" width="240" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: x-large;">amor!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: medium;">Interestelar – </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #04ff00;">Czar D’alma.</span><span style="color: #e69138;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-14545253816528625872023-12-29T21:29:00.001-03:002023-12-29T21:29:04.201-03:00PAZ, VIDA E REGAÇO - Czar D'alma<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">“Paz, vida e
Regaço” - </span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: x-small;">Julio Czar D’alma.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Hiapud9GQRV3CTfOyViKbSnxG6mu9-wKY82PPczudbEFxN51tP8jmv1XN5017aL1jnEc_ZngWr42aVZufhafVM_QH5IfgCLLbAVcfkMrVjpifLg44gxVlECOjyWGMc7omXtwEC-cfCVBGv7dR2sBUeUZOQwYGSpUApDPOCodW8XlsyHCa5mb/s259/download%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="194" data-original-width="259" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Hiapud9GQRV3CTfOyViKbSnxG6mu9-wKY82PPczudbEFxN51tP8jmv1XN5017aL1jnEc_ZngWr42aVZufhafVM_QH5IfgCLLbAVcfkMrVjpifLg44gxVlECOjyWGMc7omXtwEC-cfCVBGv7dR2sBUeUZOQwYGSpUApDPOCodW8XlsyHCa5mb/s1600/download%20(1).jpeg" width="259" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">“Paz, vida e Regaço”</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Os homens vão pelas
praças</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Discutem quem vem e
o que passa</span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWMO2IadcdKe0U92alzyanQfxQTFTzgn7XSnMla9KPGrwDUur7cLpw9oglO9M2nNjfEo9LBT3jcqImmNnXneC_T83Rj2Uvo1vpI_MGr1GtZh38Je3oLIiYr8Lp29jm0V8kFWW4vBhHohZSL8QWHGj46qab9ILIOn-lqbdaJNNVYgGNxPr2b4_L/s268/download%20(3).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="188" data-original-width="268" height="188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWMO2IadcdKe0U92alzyanQfxQTFTzgn7XSnMla9KPGrwDUur7cLpw9oglO9M2nNjfEo9LBT3jcqImmNnXneC_T83Rj2Uvo1vpI_MGr1GtZh38Je3oLIiYr8Lp29jm0V8kFWW4vBhHohZSL8QWHGj46qab9ILIOn-lqbdaJNNVYgGNxPr2b4_L/s1600/download%20(3).jpeg" width="268" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">As frases soltas, as
coisas baixas...</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E rebuscam da
verdade, o que não basta.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdvmadYrg9hWBQnuX5WF49WE4_25RRAfdG96NZnAwo4QO7WZEqqee0QNWvXVk6MLrDHApoCdueMCDNcqyiVynrpNO3uStsh5TlcPLCznLH3W5_H_eaybELjr1M3IQBHoCuLj_cWdoos_R2ccI-aR_lrHNCxMTo4z5hvlCnGc-l7uzb19te8nYU/s612/317515870_2382876531864640_1096874999098240403_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="408" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdvmadYrg9hWBQnuX5WF49WE4_25RRAfdG96NZnAwo4QO7WZEqqee0QNWvXVk6MLrDHApoCdueMCDNcqyiVynrpNO3uStsh5TlcPLCznLH3W5_H_eaybELjr1M3IQBHoCuLj_cWdoos_R2ccI-aR_lrHNCxMTo4z5hvlCnGc-l7uzb19te8nYU/s320/317515870_2382876531864640_1096874999098240403_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Se o tempo e o verbo
andam em sinfonia, não delira</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">A cara da liberdade
não encontra com a mentira, nem vacila.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E os homens rebuscam
o que nunca se encaixa, dissolvem a marcha.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Vi o sorriso das
crianças ensinando, cantando e vivendo, isso basta!</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx52m95b0BpDotXZEkmW0WjvArVIDiQly59pOVBnYIgrj4HnQWKbFP7rm9KwLdjJnBj4EObj18xbp60aAKvE_snG0fwEXCGsS14zUOWyrv77cWnQe82CSU-AUCDlXqSy9FrQbWexI78DnhEdirlrnQwgRXnD1yPCnFFOzo9NIvsLCFsrYN5CB8/s284/download%20(2).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="177" data-original-width="284" height="177" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx52m95b0BpDotXZEkmW0WjvArVIDiQly59pOVBnYIgrj4HnQWKbFP7rm9KwLdjJnBj4EObj18xbp60aAKvE_snG0fwEXCGsS14zUOWyrv77cWnQe82CSU-AUCDlXqSy9FrQbWexI78DnhEdirlrnQwgRXnD1yPCnFFOzo9NIvsLCFsrYN5CB8/s1600/download%20(2).jpeg" width="284" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></i></b><p></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Venderam o tempo,
lograram da vida o sentido
</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">O mundo virtual tudo
come, devora da alma a calma.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">E na carne, o verme
ainda sorri, despreza da vida o livro;</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Devorando o
indivíduo, que sozinho se percebe ainda vivo.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwVXva0vXaqjs1H2BFC167uVYDzcWYngv7QIidG4-XhwDKynpftUb81EB4PaPWxB4b_XF5yDwDYUVbDs4q-uiQwLw9LyyY5Yusju_yx5QrALJrVTYk_rqcI1FesXhdBh61mFGh_8uX6Znf-_6fK602KVZyz5V6wnU_t5obERI0uaNMzgx9Oi43/s498/323380782_5932495620174384_714456882370133584_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="498" data-original-width="498" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwVXva0vXaqjs1H2BFC167uVYDzcWYngv7QIidG4-XhwDKynpftUb81EB4PaPWxB4b_XF5yDwDYUVbDs4q-uiQwLw9LyyY5Yusju_yx5QrALJrVTYk_rqcI1FesXhdBh61mFGh_8uX6Znf-_6fK602KVZyz5V6wnU_t5obERI0uaNMzgx9Oi43/s320/323380782_5932495620174384_714456882370133584_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Ainda temos
esperança, um monte de criança.</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Verbo, verdade,
saudade da liberdade…</span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip01qNB0BThDIhXFTwYe_XUWagX0ntnN4s3jwv1LP4f9rZq9wyozPyWhYP5horR_5CYAv53efhEQAXaoUHgNYJ4xt9rwnMG03tak_IzXTWX_umKY6sDOn7BS2GBBoYZpxdxUkI6UC_C9NclEnSFEvMY3J-8coe5ocmQBI3osuwpi9XjMAOl27U/s500/29b2606ac12c7a92d38495b4b5362204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="339" data-original-width="500" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip01qNB0BThDIhXFTwYe_XUWagX0ntnN4s3jwv1LP4f9rZq9wyozPyWhYP5horR_5CYAv53efhEQAXaoUHgNYJ4xt9rwnMG03tak_IzXTWX_umKY6sDOn7BS2GBBoYZpxdxUkI6UC_C9NclEnSFEvMY3J-8coe5ocmQBI3osuwpi9XjMAOl27U/s320/29b2606ac12c7a92d38495b4b5362204.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">A gente ainda
aprende um dia abrindo os braços</span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">Deveras que, somente
o sal e a luz, tem - </span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmeHVBADPgMkl-PALlbX4MNBaC4Gu6YwSMVX9MlnIH5BbhX591DqYssC4jb8io-HZvxNVyY7TZA97mws23mITXH7vR0N43WsBpA0Eg8sfLSSb2Fxygs6FmJAHyQoNfxEAQkfHNTQm0Qr6XSAy9priIBiknH9Vjgmo2neFC6yYKVtsIaj-gfQLK/s276/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="276" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmeHVBADPgMkl-PALlbX4MNBaC4Gu6YwSMVX9MlnIH5BbhX591DqYssC4jb8io-HZvxNVyY7TZA97mws23mITXH7vR0N43WsBpA0Eg8sfLSSb2Fxygs6FmJAHyQoNfxEAQkfHNTQm0Qr6XSAy9priIBiknH9Vjgmo2neFC6yYKVtsIaj-gfQLK/s1600/images.jpeg" width="276" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"> Paz, </span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">vida</span><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"> e Regaço!</span></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br />
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: medium;">“Paz, vida e
Regaço” - Julio Czar D’alma.</span></i></b></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-82307291116252806202023-12-27T17:45:00.002-03:002023-12-27T17:45:19.345-03:00AOS SOLDADOS DEIXADOS NO FRONT<p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><u>"AOS SOLDADOS DEIXADOS NO FRONT"</u></span></b></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIpXV0GqoqT759MdzjS_rBeH_ge3af2Rj7gh7XtswXJu-Y1_HqBT81mfWfA0sNCEn8Pf2GbEgr1naz-o6kheT0Piuxdrh4KcST2VEUrNGOIfcLAU2IaXxX8_2j-238NdDl9UVaGz4-RCwoo0NeNc7pd6nMQp5-ZatDFQXdio2OgZFrW_G_gZRb/s800/platoon-filme.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIpXV0GqoqT759MdzjS_rBeH_ge3af2Rj7gh7XtswXJu-Y1_HqBT81mfWfA0sNCEn8Pf2GbEgr1naz-o6kheT0Piuxdrh4KcST2VEUrNGOIfcLAU2IaXxX8_2j-238NdDl9UVaGz4-RCwoo0NeNc7pd6nMQp5-ZatDFQXdio2OgZFrW_G_gZRb/s320/platoon-filme.webp" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;">AOS SOLDADOS DEIXADOS NO FRONT - </span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: xx-small;">Czar D'alma</span><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;">.</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Ter em mente que cada
segundo da vida…</b></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Quem há de ir buscar o
valente caído em meio aos filiteus?</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Onde até riram os irmãos seus.</b></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Quem vingará os olhos furados?</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Quem há de tirar da caverna o profeta pelo medo amordaçado?</b></span></p>
<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbn9HV9pF9yYkOuYrSqu0NImfP-_9Aje6opXIMMyplDv-KJiBa7jHoyNjiZbDiwZ0ZG1tL8tRLpWjxQZMQZeVY1w9z2_YeMwsPo7uQ8g4qIokN-sFP_Wd-xskaVPkvuu6WbGiJuxRw2SC4iByFaRGg7SbbIZ_JShkECWBvY8qC0DvGv6pj2IS6/s1690/soldado-devastado-no-cemit%C3%A9rio-uma-imagem-gerada-por-ai-de-um-chorando-com-as-m%C3%A3os-em-frente-ao-seu-rosto-lamentando-perdas-da-278846651.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1690" data-original-width="1600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbn9HV9pF9yYkOuYrSqu0NImfP-_9Aje6opXIMMyplDv-KJiBa7jHoyNjiZbDiwZ0ZG1tL8tRLpWjxQZMQZeVY1w9z2_YeMwsPo7uQ8g4qIokN-sFP_Wd-xskaVPkvuu6WbGiJuxRw2SC4iByFaRGg7SbbIZ_JShkECWBvY8qC0DvGv6pj2IS6/s320/soldado-devastado-no-cemit%C3%A9rio-uma-imagem-gerada-por-ai-de-um-chorando-com-as-m%C3%A3os-em-frente-ao-seu-rosto-lamentando-perdas-da-278846651.webp" width="303" /></a></div><br /></span></div><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>
</b></span><p></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Hoje o tempo ainda não
responde a quase nada,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>O futuro parece piada</b></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Mas nas mãos da fé, o
seio da esperança...</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Suga o leite o vivo sabendo ser criança.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-pAZFyKr3aZB6lr51tXBYIPe-don9652jtShIY9uzcWuUQxh9rK8-wcm-skdSdOx3rTbPYtT_7MZfNFtytVgTq0JoQTftMsLbbxm0QB5EkfRwzg9mHtl_w5EgF8h_pik0K9I9B-0OyY_NYnn4YdjyvuY4c48qoys0QM_5KPxBGO3bBcP4IEU/s600/frustrated-military-soldier-sitting-crying-600w-2129837627.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="600" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-pAZFyKr3aZB6lr51tXBYIPe-don9652jtShIY9uzcWuUQxh9rK8-wcm-skdSdOx3rTbPYtT_7MZfNFtytVgTq0JoQTftMsLbbxm0QB5EkfRwzg9mHtl_w5EgF8h_pik0K9I9B-0OyY_NYnn4YdjyvuY4c48qoys0QM_5KPxBGO3bBcP4IEU/s320/frustrated-military-soldier-sitting-crying-600w-2129837627.webp" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Em tempos de crise quem
cuida dos soldados pela guerra abandonados…</b></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>vão dizer que é mentira
os surdos jamais no front exilados.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxoh2P4hte0HoT4IWPqrs9YW3yvCa0KaiiO1Z8qoN5ZCEfoTFvu5NIUfeeu57KuiR0adhIoUZoRJoN3aVdTo12cN2EvnXSHBuiYCxJQt56ayEfqH-7k-YUSdUPOV9WxHsndW526QpMlybmjhC98JIDcaVBQMZe6Jra4TB3Xzw3lMKI4a5U8Q7e/s3191/7070208-silhuetas-de-soldados-do-exercito-na-neblina-contra-um-por-do-sol-fuzileiros-fuzileiros-equipe-em-acao-cercado-de-fogo-e-fumo-atirando-com-fuzil-e-metralhadora-inimigo-atac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1960" data-original-width="3191" height="197" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxoh2P4hte0HoT4IWPqrs9YW3yvCa0KaiiO1Z8qoN5ZCEfoTFvu5NIUfeeu57KuiR0adhIoUZoRJoN3aVdTo12cN2EvnXSHBuiYCxJQt56ayEfqH-7k-YUSdUPOV9WxHsndW526QpMlybmjhC98JIDcaVBQMZe6Jra4TB3Xzw3lMKI4a5U8Q7e/s320/7070208-silhuetas-de-soldados-do-exercito-na-neblina-contra-um-por-do-sol-fuzileiros-fuzileiros-equipe-em-acao-cercado-de-fogo-e-fumo-atirando-com-fuzil-e-metralhadora-inimigo-atac.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p>Mas nas esferas do
contentamento a alma e o espírito um o são.</span></b><p></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Na âmago de que, tudo
possa estar pelo criador sendo louvado</b></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>A minha e vossa dor, nunca
será em vão</b></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Ainda que o tempo, inferno,
o mundo e alguns digam – Não!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhKlri5cJ8FTEYxmCNN8O6CYvxKf2C63MhXE-pYufQcKRFhmd_dEpDfGi1pyZaVqQK8TxhvvojMQLPM8DQG5aIE-iCQ5xDNdrI5LkQdoMHnI6jYhmI39mXJ8932J6mP4P4HltIGOXx4UyFNxOTNpCi9V6Wdp5oqhRsGKUhHfa_N3r0KrDAVvi/s450/main-qimg-9ef8d2b288ef75acb6f3d3d6f7d24365-lq.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="301" data-original-width="450" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhKlri5cJ8FTEYxmCNN8O6CYvxKf2C63MhXE-pYufQcKRFhmd_dEpDfGi1pyZaVqQK8TxhvvojMQLPM8DQG5aIE-iCQ5xDNdrI5LkQdoMHnI6jYhmI39mXJ8932J6mP4P4HltIGOXx4UyFNxOTNpCi9V6Wdp5oqhRsGKUhHfa_N3r0KrDAVvi/s320/main-qimg-9ef8d2b288ef75acb6f3d3d6f7d24365-lq.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></div><b style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><br /></b></p>Mas
se ninguém, aos vossos gritos, preces, escutar.</b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>Guarde o fôlego, devolva
aos céus que jamais lhe abandonará</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>entenda que, ainda que
todos lhe deixem</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b>o criador jamais </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b526XuWenczmvb_q2aPPbiqv28tQg2ptsUw2bP6vG3NiGO2CszUwhMvV_oIETrz-dL02BqVDs9JnHbyc1wlBa43V3Kb5eOcjt6XPhtSIIQZIPHtGgmHUVV37HB_UIySIh353C_DQZ1MqcJb3CzrPO5jgN-42zneCnUjTpSxJRb-MoqsL6eky/s595/Melhores-filmes-sobre-a-Segunda-Guerra-Mundial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="424" data-original-width="595" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b526XuWenczmvb_q2aPPbiqv28tQg2ptsUw2bP6vG3NiGO2CszUwhMvV_oIETrz-dL02BqVDs9JnHbyc1wlBa43V3Kb5eOcjt6XPhtSIIQZIPHtGgmHUVV37HB_UIySIh353C_DQZ1MqcJb3CzrPO5jgN-42zneCnUjTpSxJRb-MoqsL6eky/s320/Melhores-filmes-sobre-a-Segunda-Guerra-Mundial.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><b>lhe
deixará!</b></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;">
</span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">
</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Czar D’alma.</i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;">AOS SOLDADOS DEIXADOS NO FRONT</span><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;"> - </span><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-size: xx-small;">Czar D'alma</span><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-60428243125534027152023-01-22T14:17:00.006-03:002023-01-29T11:11:04.978-03:00Quase um minuto – Czar D'alma.<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: small;"><b><span style="color: #f1c232;">Quase
um minuto – </span><i><span style="color: red;">Czar D'alma</span></i><span style="color: #f1c232;">.</span></b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDkyDyknYfF81aWbtVcRghpeJEfTqCP4iVeOthwbdnI8dBSIFCtLWfSsGopzf6XFd6uqQQOFu-SBsbQIbHQPx7hwRIuP_fT3jHBlBlV7VMtn8FgJE38gYddiG9ofg3omIC2yQD_9GoMNjwAchAWp2eBWANvhuHLob41a_yerLD8DCQFHM-w/s300/m000363363.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="300" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDkyDyknYfF81aWbtVcRghpeJEfTqCP4iVeOthwbdnI8dBSIFCtLWfSsGopzf6XFd6uqQQOFu-SBsbQIbHQPx7hwRIuP_fT3jHBlBlV7VMtn8FgJE38gYddiG9ofg3omIC2yQD_9GoMNjwAchAWp2eBWANvhuHLob41a_yerLD8DCQFHM-w/s1600/m000363363.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="western" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: large;"><b><u><span style="color: #f1c232;">Quase um minuto</span><span style="color: #f1c232;">.</span></u></b></span></p><p class="western"></p><div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><p class="western" style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-weight: 400; text-align: left;"></p></div>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>Ele
abriu a porta deixou o ar entrar</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>saiu
pela janela toda a esperança que há</b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjErVKExS9ykMSXqvbZXmLwBnlqWqlwbCQXrjV4JbvULatMGxTAfoyyRNB1k3YB66cSm1IVria0J1IKiTWqs-SCZSTWDvQq5FfqAfuFyuLKYoR55MOyZpgg-MnWQiptmBFpf0q6WQFbaR-VxevGlrd7Xb1y8PM2-68Yk0PQX-8kBQOzNQzfRg/s350/m000314147.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="350" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjErVKExS9ykMSXqvbZXmLwBnlqWqlwbCQXrjV4JbvULatMGxTAfoyyRNB1k3YB66cSm1IVria0J1IKiTWqs-SCZSTWDvQq5FfqAfuFyuLKYoR55MOyZpgg-MnWQiptmBFpf0q6WQFbaR-VxevGlrd7Xb1y8PM2-68Yk0PQX-8kBQOzNQzfRg/s320/m000314147.webp" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>compôs
sorriso, aprendeu a amar...</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>escreveu
cartas longas às pessoas tão próximas.</b></span></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-size: medium; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0JnzRBjeee-Xob30rEmdX5QIjLd7QrkZCE1nrudHrYUwmvD0Tc16jh3y6q7-REkHS3Vip7I1_-bEEAbv_cTWu9lIt3San7u7limMWTYPJ9vQzT8MbSR2vU_n_8z1YiS33Yu7QWxP9iw87JiUk356UDNXv-l-eGA-Zb8iSFYXfAZb00UVg8g/s736/p000019706.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="414" data-original-width="736" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0JnzRBjeee-Xob30rEmdX5QIjLd7QrkZCE1nrudHrYUwmvD0Tc16jh3y6q7-REkHS3Vip7I1_-bEEAbv_cTWu9lIt3San7u7limMWTYPJ9vQzT8MbSR2vU_n_8z1YiS33Yu7QWxP9iw87JiUk356UDNXv-l-eGA-Zb8iSFYXfAZb00UVg8g/s320/p000019706.webp" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>Mas
aquela figura ainda insiste em brotar</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>no
oceano das ilusões, poder sorrir, poder brincar...</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>a
vida que passa e a vida que tem esta decido</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>em
nada mais nisso querer habitar.</b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBPaxsnLGEyGn_2ftM3QXzjVlOzn00j7VNHZcLAxfu18J0XXJadHDQIZUxpvcd3B1NzNwlcTrO7M3gezFxgJyOZu7oqLNqgmQFBZ54JBu904fuuxiksSW4xu65USulWrWAyfemYIelqeapSlw97Yzv7URWrgS1jT2uo3VtLO6QlxS631rtRA/s1250/mensagem-de-despedida-4-1250x625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="625" data-original-width="1250" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBPaxsnLGEyGn_2ftM3QXzjVlOzn00j7VNHZcLAxfu18J0XXJadHDQIZUxpvcd3B1NzNwlcTrO7M3gezFxgJyOZu7oqLNqgmQFBZ54JBu904fuuxiksSW4xu65USulWrWAyfemYIelqeapSlw97Yzv7URWrgS1jT2uo3VtLO6QlxS631rtRA/s320/mensagem-de-despedida-4-1250x625.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>Então,
recebe abraços, palavras doces e tenras</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>por
quase um minuto chegou a acreditar</b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfISCjPIv1Di5mZZBiv_mUMaLEmglcLeqR---A0cS_ikeHp3awV76MGKxvk1_YN1-DrfQgSSNRgblRj8xnsdnn7q0nUTr86pHkz-fSWhuuhZVWBNsZAqOOCBXzYqP9PY-47AidOyZgc5bL6gq4KxbI4ZT3b3IfWsuK1dQqZbtVr7g0Pkq08A/s500/16752_330424670408657_2109933179_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="263" data-original-width="500" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfISCjPIv1Di5mZZBiv_mUMaLEmglcLeqR---A0cS_ikeHp3awV76MGKxvk1_YN1-DrfQgSSNRgblRj8xnsdnn7q0nUTr86pHkz-fSWhuuhZVWBNsZAqOOCBXzYqP9PY-47AidOyZgc5bL6gq4KxbI4ZT3b3IfWsuK1dQqZbtVr7g0Pkq08A/s320/16752_330424670408657_2109933179_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>nas
esferas das aparências, das justas frases</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>que
se escondem e dissimulam na inconsciência.</b></span></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-size: medium; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZnbFNqwDQyZUTOdVhpwPiIbCX9mqrMRdDcWZ4_Nwnaz66shmicEDxMNApDp-4JobpVIHcTFH5yqD6UOmvVFtYOS2bv1SuU8n9IaWJx3dFEGFFqnhIEcieGQE8MGSGp7DZg7I9vhwKw_4dNlmdeYOS7V7gwXAe2vaQqUBsCmJR6Q-jaDPGw/s1280/63316fd3d62cc39d975668bd39c8632e.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZnbFNqwDQyZUTOdVhpwPiIbCX9mqrMRdDcWZ4_Nwnaz66shmicEDxMNApDp-4JobpVIHcTFH5yqD6UOmvVFtYOS2bv1SuU8n9IaWJx3dFEGFFqnhIEcieGQE8MGSGp7DZg7I9vhwKw_4dNlmdeYOS7V7gwXAe2vaQqUBsCmJR6Q-jaDPGw/s320/63316fd3d62cc39d975668bd39c8632e.jpg" width="180" /></span></a></div><div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>Voltando
ao começo, desejou não mais continuar</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>alguns
dizem que é charme, mimo ou coisa a barganhar</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>mas
tem em cada gaveta a palavra certa e a vontade</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>de
abrindo os braços, dormir... e jamais acordar.</b></span></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-size: medium; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM-BCpGHLoAgvliiDibhLHve03WNJTQLpkA69w9WUC5eosmRQIT1psalh2ru5o01qG1mlrqLFly72demgXyt6vlr2HBI6paIFMA6Hywa58RWB7E9zXaiFMRmKCw2b65-DtIHxaPDhwqRxSthSQKufuTwkp878_g-yiHQoY0XTwfDIJAwz41A/s720/b607024f42fb58e415b2fde5e6c8a2d9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM-BCpGHLoAgvliiDibhLHve03WNJTQLpkA69w9WUC5eosmRQIT1psalh2ru5o01qG1mlrqLFly72demgXyt6vlr2HBI6paIFMA6Hywa58RWB7E9zXaiFMRmKCw2b65-DtIHxaPDhwqRxSthSQKufuTwkp878_g-yiHQoY0XTwfDIJAwz41A/s320/b607024f42fb58e415b2fde5e6c8a2d9.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>Por
um minuto estás quase a fluir, voar e naufragar</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>pelas
vozes que acusam, pelos beijos que não há</b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99E1FusvOcqAYPnode3w223h3Pvu_OWSbYEHVdfXQli1LLNVGO_xVnOhz5XD4NFO8JqAG0DOmVoprWLpd2GG5T_2T_5k-1IR4pCjVv_mjV9qwT2WclhNh7kaYCb2u77eIeTtlibIrmEMCjj4gsSDD9_WCGTUEOMeq81gG5klmmQx2ACevkA/s450/frases-de-despedida-450x300.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="450" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99E1FusvOcqAYPnode3w223h3Pvu_OWSbYEHVdfXQli1LLNVGO_xVnOhz5XD4NFO8JqAG0DOmVoprWLpd2GG5T_2T_5k-1IR4pCjVv_mjV9qwT2WclhNh7kaYCb2u77eIeTtlibIrmEMCjj4gsSDD9_WCGTUEOMeq81gG5klmmQx2ACevkA/s320/frases-de-despedida-450x300.webp" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>mas
na vívida e quente presença de um dia</b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b>acordar
em um minuto e ao lado de si </b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSbVXmn1PSHI_OlIQqIt0k_bD0-GFtMPzzgpPjCzMKq4uFW-K5dIMmES0SKpDVx20XJ2qJwnyo4gzsrUJDJhzu0U01PSutCmWJ5OqJRP1M28AmZR-BhPsjKCnsyvKeqVA2u_xYeghMejrSvHPXJxnw_yyOm-ujrx4dPHcRd0Cnq0RIVf_pA/s450/32221a192c4c28865ddaf2236fc67219.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSbVXmn1PSHI_OlIQqIt0k_bD0-GFtMPzzgpPjCzMKq4uFW-K5dIMmES0SKpDVx20XJ2qJwnyo4gzsrUJDJhzu0U01PSutCmWJ5OqJRP1M28AmZR-BhPsjKCnsyvKeqVA2u_xYeghMejrSvHPXJxnw_yyOm-ujrx4dPHcRd0Cnq0RIVf_pA/s320/32221a192c4c28865ddaf2236fc67219.jpg" width="213" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;"><span style="font-family: Homemade Apple; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: red;">se</span> <span style="color: #f1c232;">encontrar.</span></b></span></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: "Homemade Apple"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<p class="western" style="font-style: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: Homemade Apple;"><b><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;">Quase
um minuto - </span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: x-small;">Czar D'alma</span></b></span></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><br />
</p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38480121.post-75076985772927912242023-01-06T23:48:00.004-03:002023-01-06T23:48:36.538-03:00Minha histeria – Czar D''alma.<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Minha histeria – </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: medium;">Czar
D''alma.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojagk9VNkxK0CSoH2Rt_zRVwuOvH4CVhkZ-p814KTZRz1_QBnvEdOG_JKUmPNjSsoIia7uPzuOhb6uDlaZSIfaV2-x01PdKuWpA-O1MoNPntWTp0Q6x8yMVywBm98Uk1buFfbsejB-Y_YF69pz_kHYlkYGmeJTYcAMLWamImX54veFLAogg/s720/Katherine%20Blackwell%20-%20Tutt'Art@%20-%20(7).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="720" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojagk9VNkxK0CSoH2Rt_zRVwuOvH4CVhkZ-p814KTZRz1_QBnvEdOG_JKUmPNjSsoIia7uPzuOhb6uDlaZSIfaV2-x01PdKuWpA-O1MoNPntWTp0Q6x8yMVywBm98Uk1buFfbsejB-Y_YF69pz_kHYlkYGmeJTYcAMLWamImX54veFLAogg/s320/Katherine%20Blackwell%20-%20Tutt'Art@%20-%20(7).jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /></b></i><p></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><br /></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
</p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">M</span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">nha h</span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">steria.</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></div>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Tenho sede e desço de
cada cruz</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">que na minha alma
agonizante</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">minha tez nada seduz.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjebF8IP4jyulO0GrFGE9zZVMZzCEojzlnzr20AID6C4YkvKNuvxjFGn9UCNBLhDxXMpU9IEJpB8E_FgG0ZVYoQt-NFmlCWiPj44uvStpTyjlT3m5Du_ye3Xa9ypaOxK0t4iROS9KkAfxQhouHGLiLcdOnuZmQoP0nvipJnpQGDAviUbOxoIw/s583/surreal_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="583" data-original-width="438" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjebF8IP4jyulO0GrFGE9zZVMZzCEojzlnzr20AID6C4YkvKNuvxjFGn9UCNBLhDxXMpU9IEJpB8E_FgG0ZVYoQt-NFmlCWiPj44uvStpTyjlT3m5Du_ye3Xa9ypaOxK0t4iROS9KkAfxQhouHGLiLcdOnuZmQoP0nvipJnpQGDAviUbOxoIw/s320/surreal_10.jpg" width="240" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Nas entranhas guardo os
medos</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">de cada verdade que
vesti</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">entre as falhas e seu
enredo.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXyotDCc9Yh9Vvg22XU8met27GUe2HwG3zwAWzEtQA6ClbVcEhQrG0FGjGWmkFJlKI3v09QQTcnUalDTZrSjHHU5E4dY30Tw56HmpdMUBp4HsH3fZF0v1C7IssuIThorIXbyTMD3WTYGQEfnYXnAMV0Cs0n3_0m5eqFWPISr20s-IpaBEoQ/s307/63abb40802c02fdcc917b36e7e780f11--surrealism-art-scifi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="307" data-original-width="236" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXyotDCc9Yh9Vvg22XU8met27GUe2HwG3zwAWzEtQA6ClbVcEhQrG0FGjGWmkFJlKI3v09QQTcnUalDTZrSjHHU5E4dY30Tw56HmpdMUBp4HsH3fZF0v1C7IssuIThorIXbyTMD3WTYGQEfnYXnAMV0Cs0n3_0m5eqFWPISr20s-IpaBEoQ/s1600/63abb40802c02fdcc917b36e7e780f11--surrealism-art-scifi.jpg" width="236" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Ainda adoeço ao ouvir
tua voz</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">corre o sangue, sua e
treme a pele</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">dissipando momentos, um
coração atroz.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho1lVz3Q91yhlg0TZLLLE3GPygBJ2C4HtvS8bsJHX1eMby2kN0yOPTS_Cmowoq0lRxUtNp8k0gQ2xG6nCBrjy_sFclf_i3wpnie5JqIrBNtEQpCFC-5xkAmajKinDQraXQmxlGRdp2L1I4cPJp-SDRSawlOF3S1bcC737wOQ961SqZHkD7Rg/s243/790b999f0979abae05b9d8efa6448bf0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="243" data-original-width="236" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho1lVz3Q91yhlg0TZLLLE3GPygBJ2C4HtvS8bsJHX1eMby2kN0yOPTS_Cmowoq0lRxUtNp8k0gQ2xG6nCBrjy_sFclf_i3wpnie5JqIrBNtEQpCFC-5xkAmajKinDQraXQmxlGRdp2L1I4cPJp-SDRSawlOF3S1bcC737wOQ961SqZHkD7Rg/s1600/790b999f0979abae05b9d8efa6448bf0.jpg" width="236" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Mas nas emergências
não acham cura</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">até quando falo, meu
falo se curva</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">na ânsia da presença,
quiçá aquela sua.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSVrxmw9qc5g-ruN6g1TKxQSixjzClEm-hmr5j67D7T3cybxqH20pz-QNCRrzMDUWJ-mhCY4obqwvJeFUX-ZklHaSL-YL3D7xZ2qm6zWtBO_mcamv7TWPz2kFxhkv2y1D6ReVDRvnS8U0T83Ysesy_RqaVo-GLdprIScDlgesYHnV-s76MnQ/s400/histeria2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="274" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSVrxmw9qc5g-ruN6g1TKxQSixjzClEm-hmr5j67D7T3cybxqH20pz-QNCRrzMDUWJ-mhCY4obqwvJeFUX-ZklHaSL-YL3D7xZ2qm6zWtBO_mcamv7TWPz2kFxhkv2y1D6ReVDRvnS8U0T83Ysesy_RqaVo-GLdprIScDlgesYHnV-s76MnQ/s320/histeria2.jpg" width="219" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">É andando pelas ruas
que percebo</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">o quanto do verso que
das tuas salivas</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">onde sou mais que
feliz, nada mancebo.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3Mb8QbEer0ECkJeS8d8Z3WdhjPmTiV2B88G5Gxt50NMfmY8LIG7obntA6N1hmyNSGjBbAc4g3rB-1guFUpro4H2kqT5ZfxQy_Uq7MBsMRs_cu_pq10D6jCKUSmf7JA8Nn4o5wGsIQmH6nvAY-poC1gs7_uwtU22JGf8nYo56QYFyxfhXXA/s400/deffa20b63fb26653b1baf0ec31359da.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="336" data-original-width="400" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3Mb8QbEer0ECkJeS8d8Z3WdhjPmTiV2B88G5Gxt50NMfmY8LIG7obntA6N1hmyNSGjBbAc4g3rB-1guFUpro4H2kqT5ZfxQy_Uq7MBsMRs_cu_pq10D6jCKUSmf7JA8Nn4o5wGsIQmH6nvAY-poC1gs7_uwtU22JGf8nYo56QYFyxfhXXA/s320/deffa20b63fb26653b1baf0ec31359da.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Vivendo do útero e
minha sangria</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">colhendo das estradas
da vida e lida</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">aquilo que é puramente
a minha histeria.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1R8-rQrME-zssRD57uLWRYsO2kGLOz0nGGYchS8STWl-anHCAsrNCYvOxsHUZjSz3bZQCWC7dHNnF7k-FtZc1KH4_LB8uRJRYOsAdvpes79aoDJDeyBXDfZxQIl3HVjBc1YNy92PrLAwHdKpMYXf2_dsWNVeVG8LlPp8GGeI78PW4jyRFw/s589/histeria.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="589" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1R8-rQrME-zssRD57uLWRYsO2kGLOz0nGGYchS8STWl-anHCAsrNCYvOxsHUZjSz3bZQCWC7dHNnF7k-FtZc1KH4_LB8uRJRYOsAdvpes79aoDJDeyBXDfZxQIl3HVjBc1YNy92PrLAwHdKpMYXf2_dsWNVeVG8LlPp8GGeI78PW4jyRFw/s320/histeria.webp" width="272" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Queria ter um momento
certo</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">ainda que errando os
passos</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">frente a ti estou de
gato a sapato.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOJjc125BAMyLVLs-WW-KYbOaW5g9RrfDbzmSynHhtmaeXQAUqZNYt_Zgl6NguCrQQWillZ2ORSVhm3CP8Kv_hfY2rxGWDcIWvy-3F_KAUqdDiFlRWqtLHB0VO43gC_fZlXYTyOmlbmtvLZezv6mx0x2TarVLvmNmJ6YQSMdWcNaO8egtlw/s459/356fb058b7856945b0a1f164f2562b63--parasols-umbrellas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="459" data-original-width="320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOJjc125BAMyLVLs-WW-KYbOaW5g9RrfDbzmSynHhtmaeXQAUqZNYt_Zgl6NguCrQQWillZ2ORSVhm3CP8Kv_hfY2rxGWDcIWvy-3F_KAUqdDiFlRWqtLHB0VO43gC_fZlXYTyOmlbmtvLZezv6mx0x2TarVLvmNmJ6YQSMdWcNaO8egtlw/s320/356fb058b7856945b0a1f164f2562b63--parasols-umbrellas.jpg" width="223" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i><p></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Mas a lua vem e teu
sorriso, amém.</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">Onde cada volta pra
casa estamos bem</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">ainda que a minha
histeria não confessa</span></b></i></p>
<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">tal odisséia lúgubre
e feliz </span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b></b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4b54WaTsWs8VeLDUa26lg0soeRoVK6AOen_8BQGsm48qY6t2LkhnWSc76bSSMxpQhOIcflW-QdsAwzLAjdMohZofn9NolfBnE-3AZQMMReyxmRXCirSwSuEkjzCYIj5Nxxep7AKyucnUOvfLG69DghhH7z1OsRJXm7qWfHguOeeof2DnVpg/s236/d469bda7f3a69023a8f58fdf3e06463f--surrealism-art-bras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="236" data-original-width="236" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4b54WaTsWs8VeLDUa26lg0soeRoVK6AOen_8BQGsm48qY6t2LkhnWSc76bSSMxpQhOIcflW-QdsAwzLAjdMohZofn9NolfBnE-3AZQMMReyxmRXCirSwSuEkjzCYIj5Nxxep7AKyucnUOvfLG69DghhH7z1OsRJXm7qWfHguOeeof2DnVpg/s1600/d469bda7f3a69023a8f58fdf3e06463f--surrealism-art-bras.jpg" width="236" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /></b></i><p></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">a n</span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">i</span><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">nguém</span><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;">.</span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></p><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">Minha histeria – </span><span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"><i>Czar D'alma</i></span><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">.</span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></i></div><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><br /></p>http://poemasdalma.blogspot.com/http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858086386122152209noreply@blogger.com0