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My Biggest Fear
What leads me to write is the very fascination for the discovery of what will come with the creation of each character! The enigma, the mystery, the not knowing what is beyond that invisible curtain that is what divides the fiction of reality!
I believe in the forces of words, not only the beautiful and touching words spoken, but fundamentally the writings, but for me, the words spoken with natural sweetness, have value immeasurably. And that’s where my biggest fear comes from.
For it is human nature to be afraid. One of the greatest fears, in my opinion, is not the fear of the other, this is only one of them or the fear of the future or of what it will bring, is also just one more, but the fear of the unpredictability of the future, that will in knowing, at all costs, and perhaps there are people who
pay what they do not have, in the vain attempt to predict the future, but at the same time, we all know that our predictions are just that, prediction, nothing more than that. This is undoubtedly the greatest fear of mankind because this is the most extensive of fears, for this is the fear that accompanies us throughout our pilgrimage on earth!
In my case, I add to this fear another fear that is to lose speech, voice! Funny, I get to the point of having nightmares about it! As if I were a professional singer with commitments made with the world, or as if I had pretensions to be a Member in the United Nations, and I do not even know if the deputies themselves or singers fear as much as I fear for my speech.
When I think about it, I sometimes laugh at myself and I think that others will laugh at me, if they did, for they may think I am paranoid and maybe, I do not know and do not intend to know, the truth is that more than being afraid of losing my motor skills, I’m not afraid to grow old, to wake up one day and not be able to walk, to not be able to write anymore, or even to not be able to make love to my muse, nothing it torments me more than to imagine waking up one day and not being able to call my children by their proper names, not being able to declaim poetry and not being able to tell my wife, with my own voice, how much I LOVE her
Biografia
Emílio Tavares Lima. Nascido a 04 de Agosto de 1974 em Canchungo. Licenciado em Ciências da Comunicação e da Cultura, pela Universidade Lusófona de Humanidades e Tecnologias. Fez o Curso Técnico da Comunicação na Escola Secundária de Sacavém, onde também participou e ganhou dois concursos de poesia. Venceu vários concursos de poesia em Bissau.
Mentor e coordenador do Projecto “Djorson Nobu – Nova Geração” que publica a Antologia Poética Juvenil da Guiné-Bissau – TRAÇOS NO TEMPO. É autor dos livros: «A Esperança é Última a Morrer» 2002, «Notas Tortas nas Folhas Soltas» 2010 e «Polon Malgos» 2013. Romance: «Finhani – O Vagabundo Apaixonado» 2012 e «Pérola do Estuário» 2017. Coletâneas: – «Poiesis» – XVIII – 2008, XIX – 2009 e XX – 2011, «Do Infinito» 2010, «II Antologia Temas Originais» 2010, Traços no Tempo -Antologia Poética Juvenil da Guiné-Bissau – vol. I, 2010, «Na Flor Do Ser» 2011, «Na Magia da Noite» 2012, «Recados de Paz» 2013, «Poèmes Avec Frontières» 2014, «Sebastiânica», «Femmes d’ici_femmesnd’ailleurs» 2015 e “À Sombra do Silêncio/L’Ombre du Silence” 2018.
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A Red, Red Rose
BY ROBERT BURNS
O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Though it were ten thousand mile.
Be the action man
Be the action man
Most of the time when you feel like your dream is not enough, step up and remember that everyone can dream but not all of us take action to make our dreams become reality.
This is the difference between the dreamer and the action man.
By: Emílio Tavares Lima
The light of love
I could see the light of love
In your crystal eyes
When you rescued me
On the dark side of the moon
From this day onwards
My whole life is a blessing.
Eu pude ver a luz do amor
Nos seus olhos cristalinos
Quando resgataste me
Do lado negro da lua
A partir deste dia
Toda a minha vida é uma bênção.
Nha Kanafistra
A tua espera estate
Com vela na mão
E versos nos lábios…
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Todos temos o dever cívico de lutar para o sonho da construção de um mundo mais justo, fraterno e próspero! Mas isso só será possível quando percebermos que a real definição da loucura é fazer sempre a mesma coisa e esperar pelo resultado diferente! É louco não é?
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Mantenhas de guinendadi.
ETL.
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