H.F.L.

More than we ever know

We may understand that between distant paths,

This was our last embrace…

Yielding to a set of scattered scars on cold coal

Whips of expressions

In the deep of what we have found.

Time rhythms became slow…

And that precious gold and silver… was never found…

Rusty beat of a breaking heart…

Voice unkind in the back of our mind

Encrypted notions that everything was over,

In a parade of illusions of healthy relations

Now it’s cold and shallow

And the ceilings falls apart of unprotected wounds...

So, let’s rest until tomorrow

Will bright lights rise on this sea of sorrow?

Hope For Love

André Castro

Healing Time

When you look inside yourself,

The color fades deeper and deeper

As your cold brightness heart

Seems like a ghost in a men’s eye. ..

Echoing doubts, a maze in circles,

Shadows playing hide and seek.

An absent yesterday,

Where naked scars don’t have time to heal completely…

Broken and insane without a happy ending,

Blind and upset living a lie…

You never intended to run away?

Fulfilling white pages with good intentions?

Echoing doubts, a maze in circles,

Shadows playing hide and seek.

An absent yesterday,

Where naked scars don’t have time to heal completely…

Endless days waiting for a new rise,

To forget all those lonely existences

A new color, a new figure, a new beginning,

A control panel without a remote control…

André Castro

(Re)Painting a Wall of Illusions

The rain decided to fall

And the blue sky, while upset, turns to grey.

The unloved ones are sipping on it

No one leaves… they want it all…

(Rain Sounds)

The contradictory movement of the blind cities

Consists in a blurry waterfall full of unconscious failures

Only the brave ones have the delight to make a bridge of new light hidings,

And what was been constructed is meant to be unbroken!

(Rain Sounds)

Denied reasons, turns tears into crystals

And on the shadow of the highway

A heartbeat is speeding up

The moon… is taking away her disguise to bless the sun…

(Rain slowing down, rise of a new day…)

André Castro

Une Maison Blue - Poetry Among The Shelf

Une Maison Blue - Poetry Among The Shelf by Diogo Da Costa Leal on Mixcloud

There was a poem
Between her eyes
an electric silence
made a perfect no-named sense.

Outside the poem
lives life itself
her skin above me
a strong song upon a dream.

A noite está sentinela
e a musa despe o seu rosto
nua, querendo em nós um posto
somos o mocho nos seios dela
para nos lembrarmos
do vulcão da sabedoria.

com o melhor,
faço-te feliz;
com o tudo,
fico sem nada...
- o núcleo da sabedoria.

You are the poem
among my tongue
a boundless story
lies inside our finger-trees.

Outside this poem
lives life itself
my love inside your
opens Poetry among the shelf.

Lyrics and voice: Gavine Rubro
Guitar: Pensador Lunar (André Castro)

The Land To Discover

Picture

I drop the ashes over the sea,

I saw creatures that I want to always see.

I want to ride a dolphin!

I want to live in island!

Hidden from the sad eyes from the society,

Free like Robinson Crusoe in his glorious adventures.

Thinker like Verne in his novels,

Smart and careful like the true Homo-Sapiens in their hunting time.

Find a tribe of indigenous,

Sages of terrestrial culture!

Skilled with the tools offered from mother nature,

Clinging to time in desert atmospheres.

Be the savior of the human intellect,

Be the unknown immaculate in hours of battle,

Be the provider backbone of all solutions,

Be the spirit of the Gods in time of salvation.

Be Hercules of the modern times,

And I’m flying, yes! I'm flying...

André Castro

The Breakthrough Of The Misunderstanding Time

Image Source

Each time i have different tones of dreams,
I organize their kinds of hues,
Wondering when my wings will won freewill,
To fly to somewhere else searching for hope...

Looking for a:

A landmark of fate,
A stripe in my own land,
A unborn wake-up,
A stone lime in the respective place.

So:

Let's finish the prohibited signs,
Let's paint them and throw them to the sky,
Let's ask to a cloud to raise us,
And yes! Let's slide the rainbow!

Respecting my nature,
Everything I see will come true.
Follow me in this journey!
Our feet in time will be seen and not forgotten.

The breakthrough of the misunderstanding time...

André Castro

2013/15/11

Lost & Found

Picture

I need my own time to realize

The mistakes I’ve done

I wasted too much time in things I should be aware

I’m lost in the way, I need to go back... go back

I got caught in the middle of the scrubs

Vanished all my sanity

My sense of right and wrong brought me back

Now I’ve got to built a map and draw a line

I’ll be feeling better oww.. I know I know

Take my hand and you’ll see

Who are you, who am I?

Nobody knows, guess nobody cares...

I need my time, I need my time!

Wake me up and see the signs

Rooted between walls

I couldn’t see the shiny sun

I catch to much rain

Now I need to rest

I need my time, I need my time!

Wake me up and see the signs

I shall open my eyes to the real world

And see the real taste

Some things will be fake, others I only will miss the train

I need my time, and no other time

(Hey! Hey! Wake Up!!)

I was lost I’m ready to be found…

…

André Castro

Empty Spaces

Picture

It is doubful to find a way
When you have something left to say.
Some bruised wounds
Always get confused on a lack of words..

So..

The fear burns like fire
While complaints are left in the desert...
There is a blind view with no sense
Empty spaces arises without a complete sentence!

You want it all alone
Erasing all the flame floors!
You don't seem to be afraid of stepping the hot coals
You want it all alone, you want it all alone...

Cold feelings are scattered in the void...
Come on! Let go! Let go!
Empty your mind!
Free your soul!

And I say it again..

The fear burns like fire
While complaints are left in the desert...
There is a blind view with no sense
Empty spaces arises without a complete sentence!

...

André Castro

The Clown On The Top Of the Hill

Link: The Mom and the Pop Culture Shop

Speaking without thinking

Imagine without dreaming

Misfit’s steps

The pretending and the acting

Whirlwind of unfixed parts

A dull reflection

Fame and shame

The projection of the unbreakable stone

“Oh Yes!”

I don’t care about the present

I don’t mind about the past

I just want to be liberated

Cause I’m meant to be wild

Paper under water

Blurred letters creating mold

When begins the heat?

To start the dissipation of the grumpy being!

“Oh Yes!”

I don’t care about the present

I don’t mind about the past

I just want to be liberated

Cause I’m meant to be wild

Yellowish green of the grass

Where the clown is on the top of the hill

May he be free?

Or it has to do always the same function by putting others laugh?

“Making Peace Not War...”

André Castro

Let Me Be

In the land of broken dreams
I don’t know where my head is at
Fill the pages of blue ink
My desires are listed down

So, let me be
And I show you how
Let me play
And my fears won't been seen

Blessed gift that God gave me
May let my mind escape
Running between the bushes
Playing hide and seek

So, let me play
And I show you how
Let me be
And my fears won't been seen

Let me be

André Castro

Portrait

Remembering when I was a kid
A innocent electric psyche
A smile to everyone
A portrait on my mind

Confort ceiling of my land

An motivation for all my path

Construction of a lonely bridge

The fitting of my natural being

Chorus:
I stay on my way
A picture i see everyday
The wind, the sun, the field
My bright light, my shield

A place, a shelter
A nest, my safe
A piece of a riddle
A part of myself

(Instrumental)

Chorus:
I stay on my way
A picture i see everyday
The wind, the sun, the field
My bright light, my shield

André Castro

Making My Days

According to my head I’m a saint,

That’s what I think.

Or else I’m away so far away.

Yes, maybe I’m an innocent man!

Jumping cloud to cloud,

My self-defense is softer.

While I lie down to rest,

All the motions are much slower.

Dancing between the shadows,

I conquer wonderland without employment.

My mind travels without paying taxes,

Yet I’m not grounded for lack of payment...

Jumping cloud to cloud,

My self-defense is softer.

While I lie down to rest,

All the motions are much slower.

Yeah Yeahh

In the middle of blue,

I'm making my days something new.

I'm above the mirror of the sky,

Guess who knew?!

André Castro

Untitled V

Anesthetized world,
Against all the burning wounds.
Symptom without emotion,
That only appears in science fiction.
 
Displaced from reality,
Everyone is lost in guilt.
As each one are hurt in expressions,
There’s no time for complete changes.

Trapped in a box,
Covered with nasty rain.
An empty feeling walks by,
Meanwhile a grey cloud covers it all...

Antidote without greed!
A free speech for all the human being!
Can we be free?
Or just pretending to be?

André Castro

Shine On!

Walking backwards,
Deduction of a mistake.
Guessing the weather,
Still believes with faith.

Allergic to feelings of stone,
He is not made of iron.
The no name soldier,
Goes for glory, gives life a story!

Shine on!, Shine on!

In a delayed flight,
All sorrows come from within.
With strength and coolness,
All kinds of errors are out of sight.

A piece of wood,
Becomes a white flag
Development of new a chapter!
While he calls for peace and not war!

Shine on!, shine on! I say!

Words of wisdom
Pursues the desired trajectory.
Pale pages are filled with ink,
And you, what you think?

André Castro

Out Of My Way!

Photograph by Mitch Dobrowner

Storms in all directions

Chills in my bones

Stone of cold holding my breath

Unknown questions hanging over my head

Out of my way!

Walking on the darkness

To find a light on tiny tunnel

Must be blessed to achieve it

And say goodbye to all my nightmares

Here I go again

Scary echoes on the path

Degraded roads ahead

Waiting for adventures..

Here I go! Out of my way!

Out of my way!

Jumping the obstacles

Refusing to be buried

On the pits of destiny

Oh my, oh my, here I go again!

Out of my away!

André Castro

"Cuts"

Image

Pink of ashes

Treasures unlocked

Busy station

All so odd

10/09/12

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Garden of sound

Breeze of a kiss

Musical breath

And where is my head?

10/09/12

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Melodies in the back door

Voices everywhere

Angels in paradise

Here comes a surprise..

18/03/13

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Half dozen words

Dipped in one thousand sounds

He watches from above

As he rests on his throne

18/04/13

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André Castro

Misunderstanding Time

Ilustração: Hélio Matias/ Artista sem Pena

Blog: http://he2mms.blogspot.pt/

Time is a broken clock

Out of space, out of context

A challenger, an opponent

A nuisance, a headache

With a different set and unchanged clothes

The present is not the mirror of tomorrow

So, what we have did yesterday?

Another story comes to an end?

Insight in a view

Sailing out of seas

Someone is always disguised

Behaviors still comes from the inside

And so it is..

A traveler on the run

A misunderstanding time

A road, a path

Shades of grey always by your side!

André Castro

Footsteps In The Sand

Picture

The wind was shy

The blue sky was empty

It was the summer breeze

And the story started here..

I tracked your footsteps in the sand

I was amazed and for minutes I stood

The stubborn waves embraced us

Don’t knew what those days meant..

For moments I thought I was dreaming

But.. no! I was alive and living

Always kept in mind that place 

And memories didn´t lost it´s meaning..

With living colors inside 

It was a summertime tale

The days of glory

The perception of time….

André Castro

Where Are You?

Picture

Somehow, somewhere

I am there, you are there

It´s strange when you are not here

So, where are you?

In the back of my head

I´m lost

Don´t know where is at

I ask to myself.. where are you now?

The chords in my guitar

Is smiling in a chair

I grab it and I play a song

So, where are you?

In the back of my head

I´m lost

Don´t know where is at

I ask to myself.. where are you now?

I feel the sun rays

And try to run from the shadows

Happy and joking around..

So, where are you?

Where are you?

Where are you?

(Whistle)

André Castro

Brain Flaw (The News Are Not The Same)

Picture

In the end of a room

Don’t know what we have seen

Stupidity or insanity?

A lot to justify or just keep on seeing?

What we’ve lost?

Don´t know!

Ow I don’t know!

Please, please tell me!

Stayed like a dumb 

Wrapped in words!

A clown of law!

Or it was just a brain flaw?

What we’ve lost?

Don´t know!

Ow I don’t know!

Please, please tell me!

News of yesterday

Not the same of today

Bigger and dumber

It’s what I say..

André Castro