Showing posts with label Short storys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short storys. Show all posts

Monday, April 6, 2009

Thinking about the future


I look the sun goes down, the wind was cold.The leaves shaking. I was looking to the last sunlight. I wished this moment lasted forever. But then was suddenly dark. The starts upon the sky were shining so bright, and I could feel the wonder of the unknown. I was going to a new place alone. This was something new. I stood there looking the starts doing their shine thing while I continued thinking about the future...



©Leonardo Martins





Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Sunday, March 29, 2009

A new day


As I said yesterday here my college started; and it really sucked!
I had the most stressful 4 hours of these year.
The only good thing is that the city is really amazing! It's really great there and you can relax only looking up the sky.
I hope next saturday the things change otherwise I will get out of there. Seriously.
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Everyone is talking about twitter. Twitter this, Twitter that. So I created a account. Yeah, I did it and now I have one! and it really seems nice! hahahaha.

My twitter is www.twitter.com/leomartinsoc .

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The fight

The sun is weak and the rain is there standing strong waiting for win the battle.
The sky is only watching, He has to obey the winner.
And us, here standing still, we are just looking.


©Leonardo Martins

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Running


Everyone is running,they don't seem to even care about anything. time is passing through everyone and they don't even see it. The birds out there singing or the leaves falling from the trees are nothing for those peoples.. They are too busy doing what the hell they think they're doing...
Happily I could open my eyes and see the world as it is, a beautiful place where we can be happy and have a great life.
Unfortunately almost everyone don't care about it and continue running with the time...

©Leonardo Martins

Monday, March 23, 2009

Stop being silly


I stop for a moment.
Take a breath,
and start think of all the things I've never done.
The things I left behind for think I was doing the right thing.
I'm unhappy.
I never went to a party, I never stayed up all night with my love.
I never had the one to call my love.
I never could fulfill that dream.
I just exist.
I'm just one in a million.
I'm been carried by the wind throught the years, and never came to the right place.
I'm sad. The cold weather is here to make me see it.
The sun came out and I couldn't feel it, the sun was only a thing up in the sky as many others.
I'm losing my mind. I can't see joy or life in anything. For me everything is the same.
There's days that I only want to stay in bed.
Hoping someday someone could same me from my own trapped.
But today. While I took this breath I realized... I'm only is this because I allowed.
I'm the one who can save myself, I'm the one that can find the one to call my love. I'm the one who can make myself see in a sunny day while I take my breath "You're the happiest guy in the world, stop being silly."

©Leonardo Martins

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Home sweet home


Today I visited my aunt, that I haven't seen a little while, I used to go to her house every single day play with my cousin, that also I haven't seen a while. And I got that feeling that I'm old. I don't know if is because my birthday is coming but I can't stop feeling dizzy after I visit her house. It's strange how a visit to an old place can make you feel so many things.





Home Sweet Home

I looked the old house I used to play.
The place looks like the same.
The floor now looking old still red, and the walls broken show that it been throught many years there.
The kind face of my aunt greeting me makes me feel safe. Like I haven't in a long time.
The smell of her house, the coffe and the old sofa I used to lie on watching cartoons with my cousin remains, and this makes my heart go slowly.
The little toys still there, my cousin show 'em to me and that breaks my heart. Mine toys are gone.
It's been so long since I've been here, and it still the same. I miss this place, I used to live here almost every day.
How that happened?. How I stopped my routine? I left people I loved behind. For many years I never showed up here and I can't remember why. But I won't let this continue. I'll change it. I can't let this great part of me just stop of exist.
There were my second home. My second fort. I miss it.
Now I can really see the meaning of that saying " Home sweet home."


©Leonardo Martins

Friday, March 20, 2009

Another bad dream



When it first happened was kind of cool, in the second I said "Shit!" and now it happened again. The bad dreams came along with the autumn and made myself wake up and stay awake for hours alone... The TV my inseparable friend broadcasting Bewitched series trying to entertain me and making me fall asleep is now pissed off too, it works all day and now almost all night.
It's better the bad dreams go away with the rain that is falling out there before I become a Bewitched expert.

©Leonardo Martins

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

What pathetic wall...




I can't feel my body
My soul is light and my body heavy.
It's like I went where I wanted,
but I can't really see it.

I look through the window and see beyond,
the wall there I'm looking at isn't only a wall,
it shows the beatiful green place that I can see myself in.
I could give a name for it but the unknown place looked more interesting without any name.

Now the green turned into a blue sea with the dark sky out there,
the wind came and bring with it the strengh I needed to continue.
I feel the joy and suddenly I was alive again.
And then I'm back to my house.

Oh! How I wanted to go back there and feel alive again!
The wall now were just the pathetic wall.
But the wind, oh the wind... The joy was with it and thankfully I could feel it embrace me.
Maybe I hadn't been there, but I prefer believe that that place exist and only I can go there.



©Leonardo Martins

Monday, March 16, 2009

I'm sitting here...





I'm here. In front of my computer and the old songs playing in the radio, the sun is going and the cold wind is telling he is going to stay the night, the birds are going home, and the sky is leave there waiting the sun goes and the moon come. And I'm here. The day that past today were like a funny holiday were I spent most of it in the bed reading... The Autumn is coming... I hope that with it my dreams come along.


©Leonardo Martins

Saturday, March 14, 2009

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Sunday, March 8, 2009

And I woke up





A short story written by me.




The night was very dark and the clock were in paused tic tacs... I thought the day would never come...

One hour and nothing. I need to see the sun. I need a new day. I need to see the sun.

I look to the clock and still the same. Maybe is a bad dream... "Wow" I said to myself after I slapped my face. Definatly is not a bad dream...

I got up and went to the kitchen. I had a glass of water and looked the stars. They were stood still up there. Some were high and some tired and you almost couldn't see them. I saw the dog sleeping. The owl flying by...

I was so anxious to see the day that I forgot that the night is as good as the day, and as the sun shine brightly, the moon and the starts were there happy to see a strange that couldn't sleep...


©Leonardo Martins