Illusion Of Now Poem by Davi Sardinha

Running through the veil, constant illusion,
I stain my scar
... Among so many crazy daydreams,
to conform, or explain

Without more, I'm leaving
For more, I've lost myself now
For more, I'm out here
Without peace, I've been here since now

I celebrate this serious scribble,
... thus losing my good tone
... Lost, chained, I'm going to the canvas
a poor madman to search, ... or confess

For more, I've been here since now
Without peace, I've lost myself now
Capable, I'm out here
Behind, I'm leaving

As the voice of the bouquet
... carved, ... huge
... That explains simple love,
being a popular subject

Capable, I've lost myself now
For more, I've been here since now
Without peace, I'm out here
I left behind, I'm leaving