Poem - Sweet perfum in the air

Sweet perfum in the air Álvaro Maio
Portugal
The music spreads a sweet perfume in the air
The strings of a guitar that sounds mournful
Whistle in an insane atmosphere
From the color of time come notes yet to be invented

A sea of dreams turns into echoes
While indifferent keys let out sighs
Heartbeats are heard as drumbeats
That bring new accompaniments from the past

In a kind of operetta
Halfway to purgatory
Muffled laughter is heard
That disguise the dysphonia of a wake

The time of reunion languishes
In a babel of clashing languages
But in the expected and desired end
Love sings and survives the funeral music
                                                                             Biography: Álvaro Maio is a journalist/ writer/singer from Portugal

Doctor Honoris Causa in Philosophy and Letters by CIESART of Barcelona, and Doctor Honoris Causa in Literature by  AEADO  Peru.

President of UMEA ( World Union of Artists and Writers ) Director of the CIESART International Conference Cycle in Madrid.

Published: Poetry - Fragmentos 2013/ Mais de Mim 2016/ Peregrino de mim 2019/ Purgatório 2022

Prose - Ala! Ala Arriba! - 2021