Biography of Orlando Belo
Orlando Belo Poems
A Tremor In My Heart
I was talking with some friends, when you appeared out of the blue. My voice failed in mid-sentence, at the first sight of you.
The Spirit Of Pure Energy
Where does the spirit of life go when you pass away? Sometimes you can see it leave the body behind, like a cloud evaporating on a hot summer's day.
This morning there is a blankness in my mind, which is quite unusual for me to find. The creative process has all but dried up, but then I thought about a buttercup.
The Cobra And The Mongoose
"Tell me mongoose why are you trying to steal my eggs? " "Well, I've not eaten for weeks and I'm dying on my legs." "Don't you realise that very soon these eggs will be my children? " "Yes, but you have so many, you won't miss three of them."
Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover
Don't judge me by the way I look and by the way I have my hair. Don't judge me by my dirty shoes and by the way my jeans have tears.
Sitting And Thinking
Here I am sitting in the dark again thinking about the past and what I’ve done. The countless failures and the few successes, the personal battles, lost, and won.
An Angel On My Shoulder
An angel on my shoulder asked me to help my fellow man. I asked how could I help them and he said by doing what I can.
Please don’t write me a letter filled with words of love. I don’t want your paper kisses with ‘I miss you’ written above.
Not A Waltz But A Tango
I looked with eyes of wonderment and she saw what I was at. I looked away immediately, but knew I'd been caught in the act.
Doom And Gloom
The monthly pages of the calendar are being turned with trepidation. The days are shorter since the trouble began and there's no way to end this situation.
We once found love where there was none, and became as one beneath the moon and sun. When we were apart we ached with pain until we touched each other again.
Yesterday on the street I passed a stranger, but the stranger I passed was me. At first, I didn't believe it was possible, but it was; how could that be?
Found A Lost Smile
At this time of sadness, life may not seem worth while, but from our deepest sorrows, there will come a smile.
At A Loss For Words
A serious amount of time had passed since a verse had come to mind, a mental blockage is all I had, and not a word seemed to rhyme. No words of wisdom or anecdotes, the supply had completely gone, I was starved of a thought or idea, not a inkling, nothing, none.
I’m now living with this woman
and she thinks I am her man.
The fact is I really detest her,
but I’m doing the best I can.
I didn’t actually marry her,
her husband invited me in.
Invited, isn’t exactly the truth,
I took his body from him.