Lindemberg Pereira da Silva
Biography of Lindemberg Pereira da Silva
'My songs do not belong to me.' That was how Sara Teasdale described her poems in her poem 'My Heart is Heavy.'I love reading Sara Teasdale poems, and I must say that she is such a great inspiration for me.
Sara is right.When we, poets, write poems, mainly those romantic ones, we dedicate them to someone else, so they don't belong to us anymore.
I write poems since my fourteen years old.I write poems as in my own language (portuguese) , as in english.I also love reading poems in both languages, although I do need to dig my knowledge up in this field more and more.I am a great poetry's lover as it's described on my title above, and I think about reading and writing poems in a third language in the future, too.
Firstly, I would like to invite you to read my own concept about poetry and my poems, before you start reading them:
'My poems rhyme as new songs
In every each word, a little piece of myself.
My heart shows itself, it comes along
with all my love, between the lines.
Broken hearts, cold winters and loneliness
You will find, be my guest.
But if love also left you fallen on the ground once
Take one for you, maybe you will find a relief on them.'
'The poetry is a language of the soul.The poet is an artist.The poems are their pictures.The colours are his days with all the experiences and moments that he lives in a lifetime.The way you feel, the way you think, the way you write.It's like to change feelings in lyrics, thoughts in lyrics.The poet sees beyond his eyes, cause he can capture even the farest images for the human being.And also the smallest ones.He draws all the most beautiful pictures of the life, love and even death, and become them in poems.Because that's what all the poets are - they are artists of life! ! '
In my pastime I also love drawing.It's my first love and second passion after the poetry.
Thank you a lot for your time...
I really appreciate that! !
Lindemberg Pereira da Silva Poems
'I Can See Myself Through Your Eyes'
No prizes for guessing I can spot that a miles off. It's clear in the look which comes from your eyes -
'O amor é solitário andar por entre agente..' (Camões*)
'Hearts drunk in Love, A whisper between the lovers, At the silence of the night..'
When the lights turn off, My eyes softly close, And a nightmare terrifies me. It brings all my fears,
A Heart Like A Clown
It was a sadly joke, your love made fun at me. I felt my heart like a clown, With lots of smiles and laughters
'White Pages In A Autumn'
They are just memories Not more than memories Like a old song Which no one
'A Call From A Lonely Heart'
Maybe your voice will be In the other side of the line I am afraid of being alone I am afraid of being without you tonight.
'A Daring Humming-Bird'
A daring humming-bird went down to kiss a beautiful flower. In the garden, he tasted as much flowers as he could But only one he proved its whole honey.
'Didn'T Mean To Fall In Love For You'
Since you hurted me, baby I've tried to put all the pieces together Feel my heart like a broken mirror With millions of pieces spreaded on the ground.
'All I Pray'
Let your love guide me through this way, Without you No longer I will stay -
'Suddenly Love Goes On'
At the morning, A walk at the park, Childrens, birds, dates all around I feel your voice on the air,
'Lonely Heart On The Line'
The darkness all around the room, The cold wind by the window, Pouring outside the door, I can see little pieces of water falling from the floor.
'Like A Harmony'
Floating like a harmony on the air, Winging like a bird between the clouds, Softly...inside the feelings. Sometimes is shy, sometimes is dare,
'A History Of Love'
Sitted at the bar, We're drinking Looking each other - That's makes me think
'Like A Harmony'
Floating like a harmony on the air,
Winging like a bird between the clouds,
Softly...inside the feelings.
Sometimes is shy, sometimes is dare,
Sometimes is humble, sometimes is proud,
It's the love.
Too many words,
Or a soundless from the botton of the heart,