allan macli borges

allan macli borges Poems

Never the dreams become true
As we await for miracles from above
Where nothing's living to give us hope
Never the dreams become true

The earth changes every minute beneath my feet
From the deep arise mountains that I can’t reach
I feel the swallowing whistle of the hurricane
As the ground opens below tearing down my blame


She cries a silent moan into the night
For the deserved resting seems never come
Opened eyes to see… just same sight

I remember the day when I saw her
In that t-shirt I liked she was wearing
She was too pretty for me – I thought
From the window I’m just staring

From the clouds she came into a smoke
Reminiscence of the gold age
When the gods fallen on their sleepiness
Having no man to starts their race


The day has come to his rising
Echoes of the hammer recovering
Ripping the all ages icons up
No chance for them getting over

We’re born free, ready to learn all about everything;
When we opened the eyes at that fatal day,
We couldn’t imagine what was longing for us.
Inside was so soft, calm and comfortable;

An airplane lands
In the house of the brave
Hope increases in the heart of the prey
But the hunter was unleashed again

No one knows the hard is living like this
Blank pages waiting for my pen’s ink
Pieces of me scratched under that sun
There are so many songs I wanted to sing

Who lives on me?
Throughout the years was someone else
But one day I woke up free
Never more afraid the death

Voices comes from
Outgoing to
Right there

Caught in a bad dream I hit the wind
Arms readies for fighting with the unseen
Blank files is the life of the full time awake
Dark pages may fill the part time asleep

The City of Sunset

The last sun ray touches the earth and go
Breathings of light turn the sky into

The City of Sunrise

But even in the dark we can remember
Although I can not see your mouth right now

Saturday night

We came out together at Saturday night
To buy little things for Sunday morning

No chains to bind us
No gods ruling over
No bars to set us apart
No one to judge each other

His life is nothing but a blink
The nonsense weights on the shoulders
Guilting him for his thinking
Sunrise can delay its schedule

Days go away behind and we
Can't feel as they pass
What is it? Why is it looking on me?
- Image on the looking glass


Living inside a Eugene’s play
Waiting for the fog go out of pier
Maybe I can pass through this way
Maybe I try if it keeps me from fear

All Mankind on a drifting boat
Chasing day by day for a view of earth
They realize as never before,
They could not reach it anymore

allan macli borges Biography

'I tell the whole world that to its face! I have a right to say so, for I shall go on living to sixty myself. To seventy! To eighty! ...Stay, let me take breath...' 'notes from the underground', Dostoievski.)

The Best Poem Of allan macli borges

The Dreams

Never the dreams become true
As we await for miracles from above
Where nothing's living to give us hope
Never the dreams become true
As we keep the eyes closed indoor
As we keep our knees on the floor

So much weighty is this bale to carrying alone
Are we going to see that we're already at home?
The seeds we've sowed by the way of time
They shall bring back all we left behind

Never the dreams become true
As we keep looking for smoke
As we take the blame of elders
As we pay for the crimes of others
Never the dreams become true
As we hide what really matters

It's not enough for us the crises and disasters
It's not enough to help us to see the right path
There's so much more around than light and darkness
There's so much more to do than showing we regret

Never the dreams become true
- Just never
As we keep putting the guilt on ghosts
As we keep following the way of the most
When we gather the required bold
When we set the wounds unfolded
Stretching out all our fears and hopes

Maybe the dreams become true
As we start writing a new piece
Where there's no place for ghosts and mists
Where the life is respected as it is
Then some dreams will come true
As we start wiping the tears
As we keep our head out of gloom

allan macli borges Comments

Nitin Sahni 18 June 2012

Allan I love to read your write.You are emerging as a promising poet!

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Debaish Tewary 16 October 2008

beautiful, somewhere u could touch the colours of life

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