Waiting

I waited for a message that never arrived, I waited for somebody who isn’t here yet, I waited for the rain that didn’t go down, I waited for the Sun to turn out and shine, I waited for the flower that bloomed, I waited for a longing that hasn’t broken up, I waited for a…

Plums 

Whispered the fresh wind at the end of this summer afternoon, And the clear sky is already showing the moon in all its exuberance, Yet in my chest an emptiness and a commotion, What is it that troubles me so much? The world and its greed. I saw on the news a hungry child on…

The Word

Incarnated divine Word you were among us! We men and women of unclean lips, And desperately in need of you. Incarnated divine Word you were among us! We walked in darkness, But in your compassion you made your light shine upon us. Incarnated divine Word you were among us! We ragged slaves, evil prisoners and…

Poets 

  Oh, poets, If the world read your verses! What a peace, What a tenderness, What a harmony. Humanity would finally be one. by Luis A R Branco CONHEÇA E ADQUIRA OS LIVRO DE LUIS A R BRANCO CLICANDO NUM DOS LINKS ABAIXO: iTunes Google Play Books Livraria Saraiva Livraria Cultura Clube de Autores Amazon Barnes &…

Senility

I was born a child, although I had lived as an adult since my childhood. I was young, but I had matured so early that barely saw my youth pass. I was an adult, although I had lived as if I was carrying on my back the weight of the years. I became old, although…

Norway

Norway of my enchantment, Your beauty spreads everywhere. Your people, brave warriors, Since ancient times traveled the world. Your beautiful fjords for us seem chimerical, So much beauty in a country with cunning worthiness. You were not always plentiful, but you’ve always been beautiful, Your honest people with high values built this country as Thor…

Beauty

Beauty does not have color, size or status. Beauty is not created, duplicated nor falsified. Beauty does not have a voice, no smell and no waddle. Beauty is ageless, never gets older or younger. Beauty is not ephemeral. It doesn’t last only one night or one day. Beauty is not asleep, not mourned or resuscitated…

Scattered ashes

Sticking to my fate head-on, Without allowing human wickedness take me away from my journey. I will walk even at the tightest road, I will go forward even without seeing footprints or tracks, following even alone. May my every step become an attitude that heals all injuries. I am happy man and yet unlucky for being…

You

A girl’s face, A woman’s body, The simplicity of a flower, The bravery of a queen. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful … just a charming poet … by Luis A R Branco My new book: Description A number of years ago I learned to love poetry. I started with the simple curiosity of reading a couple of…