Unconditional
Love
By Silviano Barbosa (email goache@hotmail.com)
Love, sweet, romantic and exciting
Love, spiritual and satisfying
Love, free and spontaneous
It's a true eruption from an emotive heart.
Love is not just physical
It's much deeper than that
It's the right combination
Of the mind, heart and soul.
Love is best when given out
True love is unconditional
Real love is sacrificial
Perfect Love is emotional.
Love knows no enemies
Love transcends borders
Love is really blind
I t leaves its mark behind.
Pollute this world
Using radiations of Love
Spread the Light of Love
And decimate the hatred lurking behind.
Invest in Global Mutual Fund Of
Love
And cool off wars mounted by religion and race.
For the heart is the only true religion
That can heal and keep this world sane.
By Silviano Barbosa
Where the bright sun shines
Where a calm river glides
And where the cool block of ice slides
There only will I go
Where conscience has its own idols
Where a sphere of joy forever whirls
And where the milky current of water falls
There only will I go
Where Nature displays its diverse feathers
Where the whole animal world gathers
And where the atmosphere changes its weathers
There only will I go
Where the city murmur is far away
Where life is free from dismay
And where there are thorns on the way
There only will I go
Where the echo is heard
Where everyone keeps his word
And where Peace reigns under the banner of God
There only will I go
Where the blue lake reflects the sky
Where sad hungry hearts sigh
And where cliffs and caves never die
There only will I go
Sitting by the river
By Silviano Barbosa 1972-01-16,
Sitting by the river
Looking at the nature all perplexed
The sparkling effervescent waters past the rocks
Racing forward in the
quietude.
Sitting by the river
I hear the melancholic sound of the foliage
With aerial strings plucked by the winds
Showing communion with the
Nature.
Sitting by the river
I stare at the golden fish
All swarming in big colonies
The innocent pretty little
things.
Sitting by the river
I admire the birds in the firmament
With glorified beauty in their multicoloured wings
Breathing peace and liberty
on the mortal below.
Innocence
Oh Innocence
The most refined of all virtues
Where spotless heart lies
In depths of ignorance
Thou art always reared and nourished
In sweet angelic budding
stage.
Oh Innocence
The most coveted victory
Yet, very hard to combat
How many under thy cover
Do blinden the eyes of your admirers
Thy vests, white and stainless
Do adorn the conscience with sweet fragrance.
Oh Innocence
The cause of desperate helplessness
How many times thou hast been
A virtual guilty captive of
the law?
The blind eyes refuse to know thy true valour
The secret remains hidden forever in the tomb
Of your esteemed and ardent disciples.