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Hello and welcome to Da Silveira world. My name is Cassie and I adore Jose Da Silveira. I assume you are here because you have some interest in him...perhaps even more. I was surfing the net when I stumbled on some kind of a treat. Although Jose is known for his incredible paintings, I found some poems..and in English.... I just added one poem:-) Please make yourself at home and enjoy Da Silveira world. |
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immortality by Jose Da silveira |
I had seen the burning sun, and I had seen the day, I had seen the dying stars and I had seen the night, but I was a blind man and blind men do not see. I had felt warm blood trhough my veins I had felt the madness of its rush; but I was a dead man, and dead man do not feel. I had lost my body in so many bodies and I had lost my heart and I had lost my soul. A thousand times I had lost myself, so many times that I could not find myself again. But I was a lost man and lost men do not find. Was I alive or was I not? Neither perhaps and who did care? Was I breathing or was I not? Neither perahps and who did care? When for myself I could not care. Was I happy or was I sad? Neither perhaps and who did care? Was I, was I or was I not? Was I... And did I care until the cup? I cannot say and why should I? But came the cup, the Grail, the eternal round cup so full of wine... Round stomach, eternal stomach, and the woman became bigger as her round cup became fuller. Cup of new life, cup of my life! And from the cup a life was born Gift of a life, new destiny... And she was beautiful for a new beginning is always beautiful. My new destiny, my child... Child in a sea of children; Child in a useless sea of children; Only child in a crowd of children....caress of the new begining! And when one day I will have become too old to be strong, when my strength will only be the sad echo of the past; I shall look at you my child! I shall look at you and smile for you are my immortality... My immortality, my superb immortality in a sea of useless immortalities, and when of my life I will drink the last drop, I will think: "I love you child!" Was I happy or was I not? Was I breathing or was I not? Was I alive or was I not? Who did care and who should care? FOR I AM NOW! |
drink from the cup by Jose Da Silveira |
Do not wait! And why should you wait? Grab your reality of the moment for it is the only reality! Yesterday is nothing more than an empty cup. It disapeared like disapeared the wine that once made the cup full. It disapeared and will never come back. Live now! For only the drunk can remember the taste of the last bottle, for his thirst is eternal. Live now! and tommorrow could not come and why should it come? Live now for tomorrow is not yet and why should it be? Yesterday, so many were alive who are burried now; so many under the ground, laying flat under the ground. They do not feel, they do not see, they do not smell; but they used to, but their hopes are under the ground. So many who once lived... do you remember them? Do you remember their smile, and the shine of their eyes, of their empty eyes of today? Drink the wine from the cup, for one day the cup will be empty, for one day there will not be a new morning, for one day there will be a last sun and a last moon...for there wil be a last kiss, a last cry and nothing... Only the fool lives forever, lucky fool who does not know, only the fool loves forever, lucky fool who does not know... live for today, love for today, for the last cry will come, for the last kiss is not so far... and when I give you the kiss of my last breath, and when you hear my last cry... this kiss shall be perfect, for it will not come from yesterday and it will not repeat... And my cry will be for you, for I love you until the cup of my life is no more. |
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SWEET PEACE By Jose Da Silveira |
You were sleeping; peaceful face, eyes closed and useless at this instant, open red lips, burning red lips, face of my desire where I surround my soul. And your naked body, covered byt he shadow, lost in the shadow, had the subtle shape of my only temptation. Abandonned body, promise of what is to come, fallen angel, lying virgin. You were sleeping like a present to me, for the shadow was an ally that turned the so beautiful into the so perfect. You were sleeping like a present that, happy, I will be the only one to open. You were sleeping... |
This page was last updated on: June 13, 2003
Jose Da Silveira smoking a cigar |
Isn't he sexy..oh yeah! |
As far as I know, all material on this page was taken from a variety of print. I am just a fan and I have e no contact with Jose Da Silveira ( I wish.) Evertyhing here is true, to the best of my knowledge. If I am wrong, before you sue me, please let me know and I will remove anything unappropriate. |
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THE BLUE CITY By Jose Da Silveira |
I was walking within a blue city, a city of towers, of torments and pleasures, I was walking within the great city...walking like the shadow of a disappearing soul, I was walking through the moment, I was walking like walk the eternals. I was not asking and I was not willing and I was not begging, because I simply was... And I think, but who knows, she was walking also, At a much slower pace, she was part of the place, She was walking, and stepped in my moment... We did not share the wine, we did not share the space...we did not... But we touched the bottle and we shared its redness, The wine was like she was, a moment of pleasure frozen in the moment, We did not share the wine but I touched the bottle. |
And then stranger I had to go, And then stranger, I had to rest my soul... the bottle had been touched, I left and the night was silent, but the moment so well kept a part of my soul... For her lips had been mine for the eternity of a single moment |