<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627</id><updated>2012-01-24T11:24:53.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poeta Insano</title><subtitle type='html'>A vida é muito curta, aproveite enquanto o tempo nos dá tempo pra viver!..De: Tiago Gomes.. Seja muito bem Vindo ;D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-8527872397656090335</id><published>2012-01-11T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T04:35:19.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Contra o tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contra o tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não tem muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Então corra&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite tua vida,&lt;br /&gt;Antes que morra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;A luz, o som&lt;br /&gt;Faça, deixe vestígio&lt;br /&gt;Explore seu dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passageiro em paz&lt;br /&gt;Sejais ao vagar por ai&lt;br /&gt;Deixe o tanto faz&lt;br /&gt;Brilhe enquanto sorri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em dias de chuva, dance&lt;br /&gt;Deleite-se ao por do sol&lt;br /&gt;A alegria está ao teu alcance,&lt;br /&gt;Faça dela o seu farol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gentecomgente.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/correndo-contra-o-tempo.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=198" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://gentecomgente.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/correndo-contra-o-tempo.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-8527872397656090335?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8527872397656090335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/poesia-contra-o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/8527872397656090335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/8527872397656090335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/poesia-contra-o-tempo.html' title='[Poesia] Contra o tempo'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-1599335953644740996</id><published>2011-12-18T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T10:28:14.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Deixar o adeus acontecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Deixar o adeus acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Não te implorarei pra voltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Você escolheu seu caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Não diga que foi o destino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quem quis nos separar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas a lida deve continuar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu na mesma vidinha morna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A espera de poder acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que um dia deixarei de te amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Não escreverei versos tristes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Isso só faz lembrar-me de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Todo vazio que em mim existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Preencherei com seu adeus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E por fim novos tempos virão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Passarão: Saudade e solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Só basta aceitar, que algo termina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pra outro começar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogdacomunicacao.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/adeus.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.blogdacomunicacao.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/adeus.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-1599335953644740996?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1599335953644740996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/poesia-deixar-o-adeus-acontecer.html#comment-form' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1599335953644740996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1599335953644740996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/poesia-deixar-o-adeus-acontecer.html' title='[Poesia] Deixar o adeus acontecer'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-4104999686340276053</id><published>2011-10-18T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:35:56.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Confronto - [Por: Lediani]</title><content type='html'>Dia, luz&lt;br /&gt;Estes nunca chegam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escuridão é tudo o que há&lt;br /&gt;O frio me envolve&lt;br /&gt;Me acaricia&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixa sozinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vento surge, onipotente&lt;br /&gt;Com ele os ruídos da noite&lt;br /&gt;Se fazem presente&lt;br /&gt;Não calmos,&lt;br /&gt;mas violentos&lt;br /&gt;Urram por todos os cantos&lt;br /&gt;Mostram sua força&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus olhos tementes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ar gélido toca meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Beija meu pescoço&lt;br /&gt;Me provoca arrepios&lt;br /&gt;Sussura em meu ouvido:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta chorar&lt;br /&gt;Nem ajuda implorar&lt;br /&gt;Deixe tudo de lado&lt;br /&gt;Venha logo&lt;br /&gt;Viver o inesperado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solte seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Vamos dançar&lt;br /&gt;Não há porque não se entregar&lt;br /&gt;Feche os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Já esta na hora de começar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço tudo o que sou&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço tudo em que acredito&lt;br /&gt;Grito mais alto do que a noite&lt;br /&gt;Encaro o vento&lt;br /&gt;E o afronto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostre do que você é capaz&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa se conter&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEXafHkMdqY/TfoiH8D33AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yKNlIRUm4Fc/s1600/blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEXafHkMdqY/TfoiH8D33AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yKNlIRUm4Fc/s320/blog.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-4104999686340276053?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4104999686340276053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/confronto.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/4104999686340276053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/4104999686340276053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/confronto.html' title='[Poesia] Confronto - [Por: Lediani]'/><author><name>Lediani Waterkemper</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7G-xcaYiRKE/TuIi82AVeyI/AAAAAAAAABg/RQZDl8rrQ_E/s220/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BC%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BP260911_21.27.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEXafHkMdqY/TfoiH8D33AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yKNlIRUm4Fc/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-1012496748692707098</id><published>2011-07-01T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:07:55.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Querer é Poder, só depende de você!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Querer é Poder, só depende de você!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu quero um dia contente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não quero cair na monotonia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero um vento veemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que espante a nostalgia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caminhar em linha curva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero andar de bicicleta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andar a pé na chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero me sentir atleta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nessa vida nada é proibido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas também nada me convém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vou libertar minha libido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não devo nada a ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero uma poesia desconhecida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero um livro diferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escrever sobre minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma comédia excelente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje me sinto muito capaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vou dizer boas verdades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matar a apetite voraz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E libertar a liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah... se fosse só querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pareceria tão distante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vou trazer pra realidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O meu sonho mais viajante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z309FWaeRMo/SpzxHANfRJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1BPayZl6dKg/s320/forca-de-vontade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z309FWaeRMo/SpzxHANfRJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1BPayZl6dKg/s320/forca-de-vontade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-1012496748692707098?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1012496748692707098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/poesia-querer-e-poder-so-depende-de.html#comment-form' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1012496748692707098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1012496748692707098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/poesia-querer-e-poder-so-depende-de.html' title='[Poesia] Querer é Poder, só depende de você!'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z309FWaeRMo/SpzxHANfRJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1BPayZl6dKg/s72-c/forca-de-vontade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-8746211910459776822</id><published>2011-04-01T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:10:21.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Pelos teatros da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pelos teatros da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com uma maçã envenenada&lt;br /&gt;E uma taça de vinho suave&lt;br /&gt;Uma linda garota se apresentava&lt;br /&gt;Num teatro vazio sem nada por base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela, linda como a madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;Seus passos sacudidos em traços simétricos&lt;br /&gt;A alvura de seu rosto entristecido&lt;br /&gt;Em um teatro vazio, à base de nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mentira a seduzia&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que tentava ser quente&lt;br /&gt;Continuava muito fria&lt;br /&gt;Só ela e seu texto naquela sala vazia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a maçã envenenada, e um rosto doente.&lt;br /&gt;Uma ardência sem sentido, um ranger de dentes.&lt;br /&gt;A solidão daquele teatro, o mundo em só lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Um lugar para se sofrer, ou um lugar para se amar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe... Poderia sofrer de amor?&lt;br /&gt;Poderia sua personagem lhe causar tamanha dor&lt;br /&gt;Já que tudo na vida é uma mentira&lt;br /&gt;Por que não interpretar alguém senão a ira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ira de seu estado mundano e sonhos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;O triste fim de uma atriz em seu teatro vazio&lt;br /&gt;O coração despedaçado e sua maçã envenenada&lt;br /&gt;Um ato de desamor, coração em desalinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peça chega ao final&lt;br /&gt;Invade o palco um desanimo total&lt;br /&gt;Devora-se a maça, acaba-se o vinho.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou à personagem ao fim deste caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criação: Tiago Gomes e Felippe Canteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPlOSB6m15E/TWf0oAmDURI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-Bfri8Cjf0Q/s1600/Teatro_Nova_Azul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPlOSB6m15E/TWf0oAmDURI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-Bfri8Cjf0Q/s320/Teatro_Nova_Azul.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-8746211910459776822?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8746211910459776822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/04/poesia-pelos-teatros-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='38 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/8746211910459776822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/8746211910459776822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/04/poesia-pelos-teatros-da-vida.html' title='[Poesia] Pelos teatros da vida'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPlOSB6m15E/TWf0oAmDURI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-Bfri8Cjf0Q/s72-c/Teatro_Nova_Azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-2139703145732766350</id><published>2011-02-09T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:59:47.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Encontro | Dueto: Poeta &amp; Katitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Encontro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ando precisando de carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abrace-me, me de um beijinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me faça sorrir com teu sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me ame e me leve ao paraíso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encontre a minha boca com a sua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com a ternura de um passarinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descobre a alma doce e nua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O rumo do mais gentil os caminhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrelace o seu belo corpo ao meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seremos devorados pelo amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tua boca minha alma, sonho meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mistura saborosa de prazer e dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passos amantes que damos para o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desejos perfeitos no escuro sussurrados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chama que arde sem queimar, mas com calor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moldando e fundindo corações predestinados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando formarmos um corpo só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estarei completamente feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você a corda e eu atado em um nó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viveremos a vida sempre por um triz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apenas uma distração de Poeta Insano &amp;amp; Katitas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Composição: Tiago Gomes e Katia Oliveira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://insuportaveis.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/o-que-o-homem-e-a-mulher-pensam-em-um-primeiro-encontro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://insuportaveis.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/o-que-o-homem-e-a-mulher-pensam-em-um-primeiro-encontro.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-2139703145732766350?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2139703145732766350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/02/poesia-encontro-dueto-poeta-katitas.html#comment-form' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2139703145732766350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2139703145732766350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2011/02/poesia-encontro-dueto-poeta-katitas.html' title='[Poesia] Encontro | Dueto: Poeta &amp; Katitas'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-5019622542055917963</id><published>2010-11-16T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:20:34.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Pecados capitais</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pecados capitais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ódio orgulhoso irou-se com o amor&lt;br /&gt;O orgulho que nunca mentiu, riu&lt;br /&gt;De desprezo pela luxúria&lt;br /&gt;Não pode mais esconder a inveja que sentia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A avareza na tarde quente exclamava&lt;br /&gt;- Não tenho dinheiro para um sorvete&lt;br /&gt;Mas a gula falou mais alto &lt;br /&gt;E bem depressa, cansada desceu do salto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão vaidosa tirou o que havia de melhor&lt;br /&gt;Cortou os seus cabelos, vestiu uma saia menor&lt;br /&gt;E pôs-se a desfilar na avenida&lt;br /&gt;Já foi... Era uma vez a convencida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menina da cara linda e do corpo bonito&lt;br /&gt;Ira-se com o espelho pedindo que a reflita&lt;br /&gt;De um jeito que ela não é&lt;br /&gt;Simples menina de sandálias no pé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh vida bandida, cheia de pecados&lt;br /&gt;São tantas coisas ruins para todos os lados&lt;br /&gt;Todas as pessoas cheias de preguiça&lt;br /&gt;Não saem da cama para irem à missa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa guerra de pecados é um contra o outro&lt;br /&gt;Lutando pelo maior poder na sociedade&lt;br /&gt;Humanos devastados vegetais sem vida&lt;br /&gt;Entregam-se a eles de alma despida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobres tolos, fracos e mundanos&lt;br /&gt;A mudança está acima dos vossos narizes&lt;br /&gt;Mas seguem cegos sem terem diretrizes&lt;br /&gt;Passa todo o tempo até o fim dos anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tudo vem o arrependimento&lt;br /&gt;Quando já é tarde, quando já se foi o vento&lt;br /&gt;Também, quem mandou adiar demais?&lt;br /&gt;Agora sofre os danos dos pecados capitais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.sylviomicelli.jor.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/7PECADOS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://blog.sylviomicelli.jor.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/7PECADOS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-5019622542055917963?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5019622542055917963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/11/poesia-pecados-capitais.html#comment-form' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5019622542055917963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5019622542055917963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/11/poesia-pecados-capitais.html' title='[Poesia] Pecados capitais'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-8702496676185083763</id><published>2010-10-19T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T06:05:42.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Eu amo uma Loba</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu amo uma Loba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loba devoradora de almas&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma delicadeza implacável&lt;br /&gt;Seduziu-me e tirou minha calma&lt;br /&gt;Libertou-me de um mal inconsolável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei como dizer que te amo&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que a distância seja um engano&lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir o seu imenso carinho&lt;br /&gt;Sei que com ela, nunca estarei sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia meu bem, irei te visitar.&lt;br /&gt;Correremos pelas ruas, iremos brincar.&lt;br /&gt;Teremos alguns momentos de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Estarei bem perto da mais nobre beldade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas enquanto isso não acontece&lt;br /&gt;Vivo aqui, tentando sonhar com você.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que mesmo longe meu peito inflama&lt;br /&gt;Por essa loba que tanto ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos á conhecem por Daph&lt;br /&gt;Mas para os íntimos pode ser Lobinha&lt;br /&gt;Adoro quando ela vem toda discreta&lt;br /&gt;E com brilho nos olhos me chama de Poeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto sem revisão, desculpem,, depois reviso e edito ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz para aquele loba que me cativou, apenas isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que todos gostem, mas é especialmente pra você Lobinha (Daph, ou Shalott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Abraços e Beijos do Poeta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LsUVoTOyuy8/R-mEyXbWixI/AAAAAAAAARI/_n5iPSpUOIs/s400/LOBO+PRETO+E+BRANCO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LsUVoTOyuy8/R-mEyXbWixI/AAAAAAAAARI/_n5iPSpUOIs/s320/LOBO+PRETO+E+BRANCO.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-8702496676185083763?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8702496676185083763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/10/poesia-eu-amo-uma-loba.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/8702496676185083763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/8702496676185083763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/10/poesia-eu-amo-uma-loba.html' title='[Poesia] Eu amo uma Loba'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LsUVoTOyuy8/R-mEyXbWixI/AAAAAAAAARI/_n5iPSpUOIs/s72-c/LOBO+PRETO+E+BRANCO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-5900533890139072606</id><published>2010-09-28T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T05:40:06.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] A força da natureza e do mundo. (Poeta Insano &amp; Jonathan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A força da natureza e do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palavras, facas ou flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostram o que são dores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muitas vidas em uma queimada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Animais correndo em disparada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O homem bicho racional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que tanto faz o mal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um deles é destruir o planeta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em troca o mundo dá sua vendeta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vidas se perdem no caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O único que escapa é o passarinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perdido no seu célebre ninho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voa e sente-se mais que sozinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mata virgem nos dá o ar de sua graça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com o seu vento que vem e que passa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assoviando uma canção sem igual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dedicada a todo seu reino animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Está na hora de cuidar de onde vivemos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se o planeta sofrer todos nós sofreremos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preservar o planeta é a única solução&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso, vamos contribuir na conservação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma composição dê:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiago Gomes dos santos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan Abrantes de Paula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixo aqui registrado que, foi um prazer imenso compor em dueto com esse grande amigo meu, sobre um tema que interessa a todos e muito. Todos nós devíamos ter consciência de que o mundo passa por uma situação crítica e ajudar a melhorar, mas infelizmente isso não é possível. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GxtUQ8moVCM/SVyzD0J8nZI/AAAAAAAABnM/bgBWcxKlTDY/s400/for%C3%A7a+da+natureza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GxtUQ8moVCM/SVyzD0J8nZI/AAAAAAAABnM/bgBWcxKlTDY/s320/for%C3%A7a+da+natureza.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-5900533890139072606?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5900533890139072606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/poesia-forca-da-natureza-e-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5900533890139072606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5900533890139072606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/poesia-forca-da-natureza-e-do-mundo.html' title='[Poesia] A força da natureza e do mundo. (Poeta Insano &amp; Jonathan)'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GxtUQ8moVCM/SVyzD0J8nZI/AAAAAAAABnM/bgBWcxKlTDY/s72-c/for%C3%A7a+da+natureza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-9136681161984761656</id><published>2010-09-06T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T11:36:48.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Personagem descolado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Personagem descolado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loucura brigou com o vicio&lt;br /&gt;Mas o amor me levou pro hospício&lt;br /&gt;Abandonei corri voei&lt;br /&gt;Não encontrei a morte aonde cheguei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente ela não estava lá&lt;br /&gt;Se estivesse não estaria eu a cá&lt;br /&gt;Soletrando palavras erradas&lt;br /&gt;E colando as velhas cartas rasgadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há métrica para minha poesia&lt;br /&gt;O acaso se esconde da magia&lt;br /&gt;E o pobre de espírito ataca o meu ser&lt;br /&gt;Chega, me rebelei cansei de esconder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostro o futuro dentro do meu passado&lt;br /&gt;Penso, existo, sonho-me ao teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Vivo sem ser, um completo apaixonado&lt;br /&gt;Encarno o personagem descolado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weno.com.br/blog/archives/personagem.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://www.weno.com.br/blog/archives/personagem.gif" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-9136681161984761656?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9136681161984761656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/poesia-personagem-descolado.html#comment-form' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/9136681161984761656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/9136681161984761656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/poesia-personagem-descolado.html' title='[Poesia] Personagem descolado.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7210170671497579502</id><published>2010-08-12T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:14:28.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Tudo, Todo, Tudo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo, todo, tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem paredes nem cacos nem luz&lt;br /&gt;Tudo estava perdido&lt;br /&gt;Meu tempo que o tempo levou&lt;br /&gt;Me deixou confundido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sombras restaram&lt;br /&gt;Foram-se as trevas o ar a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Oh meu Deus que agonia&lt;br /&gt;Por que elas me abandonaram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chão a mão o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Tudo, todo, tudo&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo frio e desnudo&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas me escaparam na solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa poesia me surgiu por impulso, confesso que não ia postar &lt;br /&gt;Mas por vários pedidos no MSN resolvi que não teria problema&amp;nbsp;=D&lt;br /&gt;Ai está espero que gostem!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos do Poeta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/TGQdtcikeeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/W6i9tfsnTLA/s1600/revista_impulso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/TGQdtcikeeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/W6i9tfsnTLA/s320/revista_impulso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7210170671497579502?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7210170671497579502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/poesia-tudo-todo-tudo.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7210170671497579502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7210170671497579502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/poesia-tudo-todo-tudo.html' title='[Poesia] Tudo, Todo, Tudo.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/TGQdtcikeeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/W6i9tfsnTLA/s72-c/revista_impulso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-184511193878517881</id><published>2010-07-26T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:54:19.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Poesia] Segredo de amar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Segredo de amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ainda não descobri o segredo de amar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Ainda não sei se posso suportar&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Conviver com o amor sem me machucar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;E olhar para ti sem me emocionar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Esperamos que um dia isso seja melhor&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;E que em seu olhar veja o amor entre nós&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Que a inspiração pra isso venha dos meus olhos&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;E meu coração reflita os dias maravilhosos&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Que irão acontecer entre o ontem e o amanhã&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Sei que às vezes disfarço, mas sem você não vivo&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;A parte oculta de mim é o que me deixa inibido&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Sinto que em você algo esta perdido.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Me machuca saber que eu não posso revelar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;O segredo dentro de mim guardado a esperar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Estou vivo por fora, mas morto por dentro&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Só tenho em você meu pensamento.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Eu já tentei, mas não dá mais pra fingir&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Que sinto falta dos dias e noites a seu lado&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Escondi a verdade, mas já cansei de mentir&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Você me traz a paz para seguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Poesia composta por: Poeta Insano &amp;amp; Lenóbia, ambos&amp;nbsp;Usuários&amp;nbsp;do PDL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Deixo aqui registrado que para mim foi uma&amp;nbsp;experiência&amp;nbsp;incrível&amp;nbsp;compor com a minha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;amiga Cristii ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Espero que gostem ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sjer-z9iq0c/RznV5-9lnsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/z-gqUK0ZV1k/s1600/amor+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sjer-z9iq0c/RznV5-9lnsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/z-gqUK0ZV1k/s320/amor+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-184511193878517881?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/184511193878517881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/poesia-segredo-de-amar.html#comment-form' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/184511193878517881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/184511193878517881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/poesia-segredo-de-amar.html' title='[Poesia] Segredo de amar.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sjer-z9iq0c/RznV5-9lnsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/z-gqUK0ZV1k/s72-c/amor+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-244727110100154536</id><published>2010-07-22T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T05:15:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganhei mais selinhos! Eba \o/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ql_koXa3cs/TFoiGZ0yN0I/AAAAAAAAA44/DCll1YSfMqo/s1600/SeloAdoroLer2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ql_koXa3cs/TFoiGZ0yN0I/AAAAAAAAA44/DCll1YSfMqo/s320/SeloAdoroLer2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ganhei outro selo do Clodovéu Junior, valeu mano!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ganhei outro selo da Deóris do PDL, obrigado Deóris,&amp;nbsp;pelo&amp;nbsp;se linho&amp;nbsp;assim que eu ganhar outro irei retribuir ok?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/TFbxJYVL9qI/AAAAAAAAAOo/IHJmZh3L_ZA/s1600/Selinho+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/TFbxJYVL9qI/AAAAAAAAAOo/IHJmZh3L_ZA/s320/Selinho+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beijos Do Poeta a Todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Olá pessoal, essa semana fui premiado com um selinho do blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a herf="http://abstraia-se.blogspot.com" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Abstraia-se&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e o dono do Blog é o Júnior agradeço muito a ele pelo selo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;E eis aqui o tal selinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://alephia.blogspot.com" href="http://alephia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog: In Death&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Da Minha querida Barbara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://ebooksgratis.com.br" href="http://ebooksgratis.com.br/"&gt;Blog: Ebooks Grátis&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blog Do PDL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://pensamento livre.com.br" href="http://pensamentolivre.com.br/"&gt;Blog/Site: Pensamento Livre&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Da Querida Cza, do PDL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://poemaseescritos.blogspot.com" href="http://poemaseescritos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog: Caneta &amp;amp; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://insanocircus.blogspot.com" href="http://insanocircus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog: Insano Circus Freakshow&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;De Diego e Eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://loucurasepoesias.blogspot.com" href="http://loucurasepoesias.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog: Louco Poeta&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do Meu amigo de Orkut Alexandre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://poetadoabc.blogspot.com" href="http://poetadoabc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog: Poeta Do ABC&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do José Carlos, um blog que encontrei por ai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a herf="http://cheeelidacechetto.blogspot.com" href="http://susysannydreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog: Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Da Sharon Uma grande amiga do PDL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Observações: Os Blogs não estão em ordem de gostar mais, ou menos, e sim eu gosto de todos igualmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Quem receber os selos deve repassar e AVISAR a pessoa pra quem você enviou,&amp;nbsp;por comentario em alguma postagem do blog da pessoa, ou por e-mail, ou como você&amp;nbsp;achar melhor&amp;nbsp;de modo&amp;nbsp;que a pessoa que recebeu o selo fique sabendo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sou grato a quem me mandou o selo: Junior, mais uma vez obrigado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-244727110100154536?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/244727110100154536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/ganhei-mais-selinhos-eba-o.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/244727110100154536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/244727110100154536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/ganhei-mais-selinhos-eba-o.html' title='Ganhei mais selinhos! Eba \o/'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ql_koXa3cs/TFoiGZ0yN0I/AAAAAAAAA44/DCll1YSfMqo/s72-c/SeloAdoroLer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-2884636534015430109</id><published>2010-07-12T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:13:31.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simples até a morte.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simples até a morte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é simples&lt;br /&gt;Mas complicada como matemática&lt;br /&gt;Não entendemos a morte&lt;br /&gt;É algo incrédulo, sem tática.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamo-nos sem dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Voltamos ao pó do qual saímos&lt;/div&gt;A alma volta a Deus&lt;br /&gt;E a carne perde seus extintos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos apenas para ganhar dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;Esquecendo-se que a vida passa&lt;br /&gt;E depois? O que será de toda herança?&lt;br /&gt;Será bem usado por seus herdeiros?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas sem respostas nos cercam&lt;br /&gt;É a faca que crava o peito já aberto&lt;br /&gt;Não as respondemos pelo medo&lt;br /&gt;O que vem sem esperar e tão cedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quando os olhos deixarem de se abrir&lt;br /&gt;Não haverá mais tempo de voltar atrás&lt;br /&gt;A boca deixará se sorrir&lt;br /&gt;A cabeça cairá mole com o vento sagaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso o que será dos homens fortes&lt;br /&gt;Quando o corpo não curar mais os cortes&lt;br /&gt;E vir a ser apenas um cadáver frio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sem cor, sem voz um completo vazio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Apenas um momento Augusto Dos Anjos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Obrigado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://robswood.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/solidao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rw="true" src="http://robswood.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/solidao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-2884636534015430109?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2884636534015430109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/simples-ate-morte.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2884636534015430109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2884636534015430109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/simples-ate-morte.html' title='Simples até a morte.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-1273073707203177733</id><published>2010-07-05T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T06:29:46.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Descontraindo! Tolerância Zero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Bom... gente o Poeta está precisando muito rir ultimamente, pois os dias andam muito corridos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;e sem tempo pro humor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Bom aqui vai algumas perguntas no mínimo absurdas de se fazer.. isso é no mínimo insultar o óbvio! (risos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1) Você quer saber a hora e pergunta a um amigo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Que horas são?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não! Mês que vem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2) Você está no banheiro a 15 minutos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Tem gente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não é a &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Mer&lt;/span&gt;** que está falando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3) Quando você leva um aparelho &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;eletrônico&lt;/span&gt; para a manutenção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;e o técnico pergunta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Ta com defeito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não é que ele estava cansado de ficar em casa e eu o trouxe para passear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Quando você está dormindo e alguém pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Ta dormindo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não, treinando para morrer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5) Quando está debaixo de um ponto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Vai sair nesta chuva ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não, vou sair na próxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Você está pescando quando alguém passa e pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Você pescou todos esses peixes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não!Esses são peixes suicidas que se atiraram no balde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Você acaba de tomar banho e alguém pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Você tomou banho ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não! Dei um mergulho no vaso sanitário!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Seu amigo liga para sua casa e pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Onde você está ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- No Pólo Norte! Um furacão levou a minha casa pra lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Quando você acaba de levantar vem um idiota e pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Acordou ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não. Sou sonâmbulo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Você está pescando quando alguém passa e pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Você pescou todos esses peixes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não!Esses são peixes suicidas que se atiraram no balde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Você está no caixa e tira um talão de cheque e o caixa pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-Vai pagar em cheque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-Não! Vou escrever um poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) Acontece&amp;nbsp; o mesmo com o cartão de credito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Vai pagar com cartão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Não estou indo ali no orelhão fazer uma ligação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Quando você acaba de voltar do cabeleireiro (ou seja acabo de cortar o cabelo):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ai alguém pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-corto o cabelo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-Não, tirei para lavar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Você chega a uma casinha de cachorro quente!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Por favor faz um cachorro quente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Claro, você vai comer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Claro que não eu vou beber, pra comer eu vou querer uma &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;tubaina&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) Você vai a uma loja de venenos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Tem veneno para matar baratas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Sim tem. É pra levar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Claro que não.&amp;nbsp;Estava pensando em trazer elas para comerem aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) Você vai a uma loja de jóias:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- To procurando alianças de casamento para minha noiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- O senhor vai se casar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- Claro que não ela vai se casar sozinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eis algumas perguntas toscas de se fazer.. Bom Eu Ri ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espero que&amp;nbsp;gostem também ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_znwyqMjCbgo/SoEqfEBS4SI/AAAAAAAABgE/aJLh92aJlec/s1600/tolerancia+zero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_znwyqMjCbgo/SoEqfEBS4SI/AAAAAAAABgE/aJLh92aJlec/s320/tolerancia+zero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-1273073707203177733?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1273073707203177733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/descontraindo-tolerancia-zero.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1273073707203177733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1273073707203177733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/descontraindo-tolerancia-zero.html' title='Descontraindo! Tolerância Zero!'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_znwyqMjCbgo/SoEqfEBS4SI/AAAAAAAABgE/aJLh92aJlec/s72-c/tolerancia+zero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-3923389562172955163</id><published>2010-06-23T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:12:50.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simples &amp; Calmo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Simples&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;calmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Diego-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Na leveza de um dia manso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Tiago-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sinto-me lento&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas calmo como o vento&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Perdido no tempo &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Diego-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Não sei se me serve alento&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;De pensar em pouco quanto penso&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas sigo meu caminho, nem um pouco tenso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiago-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Trabalho enquanto teclo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Falo com meus amigos&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Discuto, exercito o pensamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diego-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Embora saiba que neste momento&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Há quem não goze de mesmo sentimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Tiago-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; E vamos rimando com, ento&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na África do sul é copa do mundo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E eu não to nem ai pra isso&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Por que o que realmente gosto&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Não está no mundo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E sim dento do labirinto&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De um cérebro profundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Composição: &lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diego Schimer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiago Gomes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Veio de uma brincadeira no MSN que deu certo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O Diego estava me explicando sua técnica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que por sinal me valeu muito sou grato a ele!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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Calmo.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-3223766880012543751</id><published>2010-06-07T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:05:08.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conhecendo mais sobre Bullying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="__ss_1292327" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/pfreixo/bullyng" title="Bullyng"&gt;Bullyng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" id="__sse1292327" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=bullyng-090415034205-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=bullyng" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse1292327" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=bullyng-090415034205-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=bullyng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;View more &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;presentations&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/pfreixo"&gt;pfreixo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Que significa Bullying?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying é um termo inglês utilizado para descrever atos de violência física ou psicológica, intencionais e repetidos, praticados por um indivíduo (bully - «tiranete» ou «valentão») ou grupo de indivíduos com o objetivo de intimidar ou agredir outro indivíduo (ou grupo de indivíduos) incapaz(es) de se defender. Também existem as vítimas/agressoras, ou autores/alvos, que em determinados momentos cometem agressões, porém também são vítimas de bullying pela turma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caracterização do bullying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No uso coloquial entre falantes de língua inglesa, bullying é frequentemente usado para descrever uma forma de assédio interpretado por alguém que está, de alguma forma, em condições de exercer o seu poder sobre alguém ou sobre um grupo mais fraco. O cientista sueco - que trabalhou por muito tempo em Bergen (Noruega) - Dan Olweus define bullying em três termos essenciais:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.o comportamento é agressivo e negativo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.o comportamento é executado repetidamente;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.o comportamento ocorre num relacionamento onde há um desequilíbrio de poder entre as partes envolvidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bullying divide-se em duas categorias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.bullying direto;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.bullying indireto, também conhecido como agressão social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bullying direto é a forma mais comum entre os agressores (bullies) masculinos. A agressão social ou bullying indireto é a forma mais comum em bullies do sexo feminino e crianças pequenas, e é caracterizada por forçar a vítima ao isolamento social. Este isolamento é obtido através de uma vasta variedade de técnicas, que incluem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;espalhar comentários;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recusa em se socializar com a vítima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intimidar outras pessoas que desejam se socializar com a vítima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;criticar o modo de vestir ou outros aspectos socialmente significativos (incluindo a etnia da vítima, religião, incapacidades etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bullying pode ocorrer em situações envolvendo a escola ou faculdade/universidade, o local de trabalho, os vizinhos e até mesmo países. Qualquer que seja a situação, a estrutura de poder é tipicamente evidente entre o agressor (bully) e a vítima. Para aqueles fora do relacionamento, parece que o poder do agressor depende somente da percepção da vítima, que parece estar a mais intimidada para oferecer alguma resistência. Todavia, a vítima geralmente tem motivos para temer o agressor, devido às ameaças ou concretizações de violência física/sexual, ou perda dos meios de subsistência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A legislação jurídica do estado de São Paulo define bullying como atitudes de violência física ou psicológica, que ocorrem sem motivação evidente praticadas contra pessoas com o objetivo de intimidá-las ou agredí-las, causando dor e angústia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os atos de bullying configuram atos ilícitos, não porque não estão autorizados pelo nosso ordenamento jurídico mas por desrespeitarem princípios constitucionais (ex: dignidade da pessoa humana) e o Código Civil, que determina que todo ato ilícito que cause dano a outrem gera o dever de indenizar. A responsabilidade pela prática de atos de bullying pode se enquadrar também no Código de Defesa do Consumidor, tendo em vista que as escolas prestam serviço aos consumidores e são responsáveis por atos de bullying que ocorram nesse contexto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caracteristicas das pessoas que cometem o Bullying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Pesquisas indicam que adolescentes agressores têm personalidades autoritárias, combinadas com uma forte necessidade de controlar ou dominar. Também tem sido sugerido que um deficiente em habilidades sociais e um ponto de vista preconceituoso sobre subordinados podem ser fatores de risco em particular. Estudos adicionais têm mostrado que enquanto inveja e ressentimento podem ser motivos para a prática do bullying, ao contrário da crença popular, há pouca evidência que sugira que os bullies sofram de qualquer déficit de auto-estima. Outros pesquisadores também identificaram a rapidez em se enraivecer e usar a força, em acréscimo a comportamentos agressivos, o ato de encarar as ações de outros como hostis, a preocupação com a auto-imagem e o empenho em ações obsessivas ou rígidas. É freqüentemente sugerido que os comportamentos agressivos têm sua origem na infância: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se o comportamento agressivo não é desafiado na infância, há o risco de que ele se torne habitual. Realmente, há evidência documental que indica que a prática do bullying durante a infância põe a criança em risco de comportamento criminoso e violência doméstica na idade adulta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bullying não envolve necessariamente criminalidade ou violência. Por exemplo, o bullying frequentemente funciona através de abuso psicológico ou verbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_3433703" style="width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/guest649f0e/bullyng1" title="Bullyng,Fábio Rodrigues,6ºE"&gt;Bullyng,Fábio Rodrigues,6ºE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" id="__sse3433703" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=bullyng1-100315041514-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=bullyng1" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse3433703" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=bullyng1-100315041514-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=bullyng1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potcaadroaldoacolombo.seed.pr.gov.br/redeescola/escolas/27/1810/821/arquivos/Image/bullying/bullying.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" qu="true" src="http://www.potcaadroaldoacolombo.seed.pr.gov.br/redeescola/escolas/27/1810/821/arquivos/Image/bullying/bullying.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-3223766880012543751?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3223766880012543751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/conhecendo-mais-sobre-bullying.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3223766880012543751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3223766880012543751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/conhecendo-mais-sobre-bullying.html' title='Conhecendo mais sobre Bullying.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-4887131059029689856</id><published>2010-05-26T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:47:51.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selinho...</title><content type='html'>\o/ \o/\o/ \o/&lt;br /&gt;Ebaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Ganhi Um selinho da Helene!&lt;br /&gt;Ou melhor Varios Selinhos ;D \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DJEb7mYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2DU_-F_88WM/s1600/selinho1,+Laelany.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475676913785346434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DJEb7mYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2DU_-F_88WM/s400/selinho1,+Laelany.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DeVYIKFI/AAAAAAAAALA/-0VZKnZ1HRc/s1600/selo+Lanaly1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475677279110047826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DeVYIKFI/AAAAAAAAALA/-0VZKnZ1HRc/s400/selo+Lanaly1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DmtltTlI/AAAAAAAAALI/GxAkkItxUts/s1600/Selo_de_sonho,+laelany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475677423048412754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DmtltTlI/AAAAAAAAALI/GxAkkItxUts/s400/Selo_de_sonho,+laelany.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora Indico 5 Blogs que mercem esse Premio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Lobos Que Sonham.&lt;br /&gt;. Café com Poesias.&lt;br /&gt;. In Deat.&lt;br /&gt;. Reflexão oculta.&lt;br /&gt;. Insano Circus Freakshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esses realmente merecem ganhar \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-4887131059029689856?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4887131059029689856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/selinho-helene.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/4887131059029689856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/4887131059029689856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/selinho-helene.html' title='Selinho...'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S_2DJEb7mYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2DU_-F_88WM/s72-c/selinho1,+Laelany.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-2743890537479243460</id><published>2010-05-21T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:13:04.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arquivo Musical. ( Dica, O Teatro Mágico)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Os anos vão passando, vão surgindo bandas novas umas boas outras não tão boas assim. Algumas pessoas não gostam de sair do seu ritmo, se curte Rock, é Rock eternamente, se curte Forro, é forro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre tive um gosto musical muito diverso, lógico que sempre gostei muito de rock, mas nem por isso deixei de lado as boas bandas que o mundo tem, há ritmos musicais muito bons más que pouca gente sabe apreciar, ou as vezes até mesmo nunca ouviram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre apreciei muito a cultura brasileira, não mudei com a evolução do mundo, eu posso até ser atrasado mas ainda acho que no Brasil temos muitas bandas, ou mesmo cantores solos de musica boa, podemos citar como exemplo, Jota Quest., Com 22, Skank, Para lamas do Sucesso, Titãs, bandas que ao longo dos anos ainda fazem sucesso algumas com 30 anos de carreira, outras com menos. Temos também grandes vozes de MPB com Caetano Veloso, Alcione, Gilberto Gil, alguns não cantam exatamente MPB, mas em minha opinião todas as bandas brasileiras sejam de qual estilo for, são MPB, pois musica popular brasileira é o povo que ouve e sem povo não existiria tal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje darei uma dica de uma banda recente que vem fazendo um trabalho excelente e que eu acho que deveria ter mais espaço na mídia!&lt;br /&gt;O nome da tal é: O TEATRO MAGICO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stoccontando.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/o-teatro-magico15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 475px; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://stoccontando.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/o-teatro-magico15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Teatro Mágico, é uma banda espetacular, que mistura varias artes em uma só, Poesia, Dança, Teatro. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eis aqui um video para que vocês possam conhecer melhor a banda!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 344px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MB9qzKnJVVo"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MB9qzKnJVVo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa banda é composta por.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Fernando Anitelli (voz, violão e guitarra)&lt;br /&gt;• Fernando Rosa (contra-baixo)&lt;br /&gt;• Nenê dos Santos (bateria)&lt;br /&gt;• Willians Marques (percussão e malabares)&lt;br /&gt;• Galdino Octopus (violino e bandolin)&lt;br /&gt;• DJ HP (pick-ups e sonoplastia)&lt;br /&gt;• Daniel Barros (sax e flauta)&lt;br /&gt;• Kleber Saraiva (teclado)&lt;br /&gt;• Rober Tosta (ator circense)&lt;br /&gt;• Gabriela Veiga (artista circense)&lt;br /&gt;• Matheus Bonassa (artista circense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por varias outras pessoas da equipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica então a dica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Um texto editado e revisado por: Tiago Gomes Dos Santos, para “ Poeta Insano”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-2743890537479243460?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2743890537479243460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/arquivo-musical.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2743890537479243460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2743890537479243460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/arquivo-musical.html' title='Arquivo Musical. ( Dica, O Teatro Mágico)'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-5162554401308718264</id><published>2010-05-13T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:00:32.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha querida Cris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Encontrei pessoa que eu sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que me fez ser mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Só ela me consola&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de angustia&lt;br /&gt;É no ombro dela que minha lagrima rola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é a minha segurança&lt;br /&gt;A única que me faz ter esperança&lt;br /&gt;Roubou minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E levou-a para um lugar&lt;br /&gt;Onde o silêncio a acalma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que direi dessa linda mulher?&lt;br /&gt;Se ela tem o poder&lt;br /&gt;De fazer de mim o que quer!&lt;br /&gt;Ó minha linda donzela&lt;br /&gt;Quando falo com você minha vida se alegra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webix.com.br/fotos/imagens/paisagens/rosas_de_maio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Encontrei alguém que eu sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Uma princesa delicada por codinome Cris&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem sei o que dizer&lt;br /&gt;Faltam palavras no meu vocabulário&lt;br /&gt;Para te agradecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia você me esqueça&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia eu desapareça&lt;br /&gt;Mais em meu pequeno coração&lt;br /&gt;Sempre estará sua presença&lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que eu esteja até que eu desfaleça.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webix.com.br/fotos/imagens/paisagens/rosas_de_maio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.webix.com.br/fotos/imagens/paisagens/rosas_de_maio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-5162554401308718264?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5162554401308718264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/minha-querida-cris.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5162554401308718264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5162554401308718264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/minha-querida-cris.html' title='Minha querida Cris.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-6265327876861264497</id><published>2010-05-05T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:11:14.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Controvérsia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Já cansei de nadar contra o vento&lt;br /&gt;De voar contra as águas&lt;br /&gt;E remar contra as terras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha voz já se cansou das magoas&lt;br /&gt;Meu peito inflama&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos sorriem de tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro coisas novas e abundantes&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de ser mais um dos seus amantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco o que chamam de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais, ser aquele que expia&lt;br /&gt;Quero fazer acontecer antes de morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero entrar para historia&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser um desfecho sem final&lt;br /&gt;E quem sabe um dia renascer em um animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansei-me da rotina acumulativa&lt;br /&gt;Vida, vida, vida.&lt;br /&gt;Perdi um trecho em cada esquina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitarei almas alheias&lt;br /&gt;Viverei de sonhos morrerei de vê-la&lt;br /&gt;Ó beleza cansativa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espelhos retorcem as almas&lt;br /&gt;Odeio-os por me olharem&lt;br /&gt;Desgraçados destruidores de vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas estórias começam sem um fim&lt;br /&gt;E terminam sem um começo&lt;br /&gt;Quando chego ao meio vejo que está do avesso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-6265327876861264497?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6265327876861264497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/controversia.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6265327876861264497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6265327876861264497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/controversia.html' title='Controvérsia.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7500876800310477959</id><published>2010-04-23T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T05:03:52.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Poeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;O Poeta vê no fundo da alma o que ninguém vê&lt;br /&gt;O Poeta Sabe buscar algo no fundo como ninguém sabe&lt;br /&gt;O Poeta é capaz de mostrar ao mundo, coisas ocultas&lt;br /&gt;O Poeta precisa conquistar a sabedoria exalante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada melhor em ser Poeta, do que ser Poeta&lt;br /&gt;O poeta sabe fazer das palavras um suspiro de vida&lt;br /&gt;O Poeta tem o coração ofegante em ponto de partida&lt;br /&gt;Alma na mão, sorriso nos dentes, palavras viram sementes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser poeta não é apenas demonstrar sentimentos em palavras.&lt;br /&gt;É também ter um peito que expulsa lavas&lt;br /&gt;E ajudar o próximo com uma bela poesia em falas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Poeta ama, consola, chora ri, fica triste, se apavora.&lt;br /&gt;O Poeta de verdade sabe quando é à hora&lt;br /&gt;De deixar que tudo que há por dentro vá para fora.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7500876800310477959?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7500876800310477959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-poeta.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7500876800310477959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7500876800310477959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-poeta.html' title='O Poeta'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-6067246164387717153</id><published>2010-04-13T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:24:34.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poderosa sedutora.</title><content type='html'>Filha de peixe cobra é&lt;br /&gt;Ela tem o dom&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus sabe como é&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonei-me&lt;br /&gt;Impulso explosivo&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma calma&lt;br /&gt;Ela detona minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vagarosamente&lt;br /&gt;Ela se move&lt;br /&gt;Mexe seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Com uma serpente&lt;br /&gt;Traiçoeira&lt;br /&gt;Seduz-me&lt;br /&gt;Envolve-me e me ilude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ver é um mal necessário&lt;br /&gt;Abrace-me e me beije&lt;br /&gt;Encoste-me no armário&lt;br /&gt;Sei que me quer&lt;br /&gt;Deve ter caído do céu&lt;br /&gt;Pois não há no mundo&lt;br /&gt;Outra beleza de mulher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-6067246164387717153?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6067246164387717153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/poderosa-sedutora.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6067246164387717153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6067246164387717153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/poderosa-sedutora.html' title='Poderosa sedutora.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-3685643862439024903</id><published>2010-03-29T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:44:13.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enigma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Seu olhar é complicado&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi ele que me conquistou&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz é incógnita&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela que me encantou&lt;br /&gt;Você é um mistério&lt;br /&gt;Mas só você me tira do sério.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua vida é um segredo&lt;br /&gt;Quem te descobrira?&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa mais ter medo&lt;br /&gt;O dia acabará&lt;br /&gt;Pule a janela e vem me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Na esquina de casa você me amara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já perdi a calma&lt;br /&gt;Pois seu rosto é desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;Sinto frio na alma&lt;br /&gt;Seremos apenas amigos?&lt;br /&gt;Em mais nada posso pensar&lt;br /&gt;O que acontecera quando eu acordar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é um enigma&lt;br /&gt;Livro selado a sete chaves&lt;br /&gt;Paradigma&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que nessa vida não há&lt;br /&gt;Homem tão inteligente&lt;br /&gt;Que possa te desvendar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-3685643862439024903?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3685643862439024903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/enigma.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3685643862439024903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3685643862439024903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/enigma.html' title='Enigma.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7465548689971983358</id><published>2010-03-18T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:43:07.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Eu sou digno da prosperidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Digno da esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Não sou digno de nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Tenho varias faces e retratos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Vários perfil vários baratos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Vivo inactivo como uma pedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Duro como diamante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Sempre fui um ser muito distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Com qualidades meias loucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;De um mundo mirabolante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Varias &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;personalidades&lt;/span&gt; estampadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Em um único quadro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Diversos pensamentos em um só corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Eu sou um poema esquisito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Sem rimas e em labirinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Me perdi em mata fechada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Vários quilómetros varias estradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Noite sem lua, o que farei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Desenhei um sol na minha noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Por isso não me desesperarei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7465548689971983358?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7465548689971983358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/faces.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7465548689971983358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7465548689971983358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/faces.html' title='Faces.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-759775773148101234</id><published>2010-03-17T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:12:13.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soneto, Ser Seu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra você eu sou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que faz isso meu amor?&lt;br /&gt;Sempre quis o seu bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;passei&lt;/span&gt; por tanta dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas me recusa a toda hora&lt;br /&gt;Isso dói aqui no peito&lt;br /&gt;Por te querer a toda hora&lt;br /&gt;Corpo vazio, alma no leito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai-me do teu amor amada &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ame como eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Seja pra sempre minha rainha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serei a cada dia mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Sempre te amarei meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Você é tudo o que sempre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;quis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-759775773148101234?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/759775773148101234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/soneto-ser-seu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/759775773148101234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/759775773148101234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/soneto-ser-seu.html' title='Soneto, Ser Seu.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7855548429342572744</id><published>2010-03-12T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T03:43:40.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem me dera.</title><content type='html'>Quem me dera&lt;br /&gt;Roubar um sorriso seu&lt;br /&gt;Chegar em casa a noite&lt;br /&gt;E te ver implorar um beijo meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar-te nos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;E tornar realidade&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que existe nos meus planos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera&lt;br /&gt;Um dia ser eternamente seu&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor não acabasse&lt;br /&gt;Que não existisse o adeus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera&lt;br /&gt;Um dia ser teu amante&lt;br /&gt;Beijar te loucamente&lt;br /&gt;Na grandeza de um instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Pediria a ela que você&lt;br /&gt;Fosse minha de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera&lt;br /&gt;Saber que a vida passa&lt;br /&gt;Mas que mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;Sem você aqui a vida não tem graça.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7855548429342572744?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7855548429342572744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/quem-me-dera.html#comment-form' title='2 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type='text'>Selinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pessoal, rcebi um selinho da Daph...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S5kP-y8yL1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9gKOuPLlI0Y/s1600-h/selinho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447402795784351570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S5kP-y8yL1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9gKOuPLlI0Y/s400/selinho1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S5jP_4KKKII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/i3daW8SfZSI/s1600-h/selinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Agora indico esses blogs que valem a pena!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Por enquanto tenho esses ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Lobos que sonham: &lt;a href="http://lobosquesonham.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lobosquesonham.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Guilherme e suas diversões: &lt;a href="http://guilhermeesuasdiversoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://guilhermeesuasdiversoes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Pensamentos De claudia (Não consegui o link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-3772517738498999242?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3772517738498999242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/selinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3772517738498999242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3772517738498999242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/selinho.html' title='Selinho'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-nEP-_PQIc/S5kP-y8yL1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9gKOuPLlI0Y/s72-c/selinho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-5704705332751448218</id><published>2010-03-08T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T12:44:48.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mulher, brasileira, de todas a raças de todas as cores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delirio dos homens diminadora de muitos amores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coisa incrivel criada por Deus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magica linda dos sonhos meus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mulher, é tudo de bom por que mesmo melhor que uma mulher só mesmo 1000 mulheres&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parabéns pelo dia de vocês!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem as mulheres o que seria do mundo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou melhor nem existiria um mundo pois elas tem o dom da procriação!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emfim.. mulher é mulhr né..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bjos a todas mulheres do mundo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vc leitora do meu blog.. as seguidoras.. meu muito obrigado..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEUS OBRIGADO POR TER INVENTADO UMA COISA TÃO INCRIVEL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-5704705332751448218?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5704705332751448218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/mulher.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5704705332751448218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5704705332751448218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/mulher.html' title='Mulher'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-1956237567744638233</id><published>2010-03-03T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:03:02.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijo. Parte 1</title><content type='html'>Aquilo foi um beijo?&lt;br /&gt;Teria sido devorado&lt;br /&gt;Antes que amãnhecese&lt;br /&gt;As arvores balançam&lt;br /&gt;Suas folhas velhas caem&lt;br /&gt;Como minha língua&lt;br /&gt;Dentro da sua boca&lt;br /&gt;Quente como larvas&lt;br /&gt;De um vulcão&lt;br /&gt;Em erupção, me beija&lt;br /&gt;Não diga nada&lt;br /&gt;Apenas deixe o clima rolar&lt;br /&gt;Sinta meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;A sua linda boca tocar&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Vem me devorar&lt;br /&gt;Arranque meus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;Deixe o clima rolar&lt;br /&gt;Sabor igual não tem&lt;br /&gt;Nem os doces mais doces&lt;br /&gt;Contém a doçura&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu beijo tem&lt;br /&gt;Abrace-me&lt;br /&gt;Passe suas mãos no meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Tire minha roupa&lt;br /&gt;Jogue-me no chão&lt;br /&gt;E me beija&lt;br /&gt;Apenas me beija&lt;br /&gt;Sentir esse movimento&lt;br /&gt;Briga de línguas boca adentro&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo enlouquecer&lt;br /&gt;Insano, mais insano quero ser&lt;br /&gt;Beijar-te&lt;br /&gt;É me apaixonar&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais&lt;br /&gt;Risco enlouquente&lt;br /&gt;Beija-me Loucamente&lt;br /&gt;Faça-me delirar&lt;br /&gt;Encosto-te na parede&lt;br /&gt;E te faço me beijar&lt;br /&gt;Com toda intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Temos intimidade&lt;br /&gt;Por isso&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça tudo&lt;br /&gt;VemFeche seus olhos e me beija.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-1956237567744638233?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1956237567744638233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/beijo-parte-1.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1956237567744638233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/1956237567744638233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/beijo-parte-1.html' title='Beijo. Parte 1'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-947195151491784271</id><published>2010-02-18T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:07:45.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poeta Insano &amp; Katchim¹</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amizade é algo em comum&lt;br /&gt;Que toma o coração das pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Sem interesse nenhum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É algo tão simples e singelo&lt;br /&gt;Que cresce aos poucos,&lt;br /&gt;Transformando em algo extremamente&lt;br /&gt;Valioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo Capaz de modificar&lt;br /&gt;Um coração sozinho&lt;br /&gt;em algo cheio de amor e de muito carinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carinho em troca de carinho&lt;br /&gt;Te dou o meu amor de amigo&lt;br /&gt;E deixo de ter um coração sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amigo é muito bom&lt;br /&gt;Te alegra nas horas ruins&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amigo é sempre bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos fazem acreditar em nossos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Nos fazem acreditar em nós mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;Nos fazem acreditar que um amigo&lt;br /&gt;É sempre um grande companheiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que assim seja,&lt;br /&gt;Uma amizade forte&lt;br /&gt;e sempre verdadeira! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Essa poesia foi elaborada por dois membros do PDL(Portal democratização da leitura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;espero que gostem, em breve teremos mais composições juntos, eu E Kat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Fiquem a vontade para comentar dando sua opinião..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Obrigado por visitar esse blog :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-947195151491784271?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/947195151491784271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/poeta-insano-katchim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/947195151491784271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/947195151491784271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/poeta-insano-katchim.html' title='Poeta Insano &amp; Katchim¹'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-5953640845788741759</id><published>2010-02-18T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T02:34:46.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdi você.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perdi você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um vacilo do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Perdi você&lt;br /&gt;Acabei com a paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarora sou triste e sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Me encontro aqui&lt;br /&gt;Perdido no caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse pedir pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;Sem temor eu pediria&lt;br /&gt;Seria bom voltar a te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por falta de inteligência&lt;br /&gt;Perdi você&lt;br /&gt;Deveria ter tido paciência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou errado, sei que errei&lt;br /&gt;Cometi esse pecado&lt;br /&gt;Seu perdão eu não terei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O erro não deveria tirar você de mim&lt;br /&gt;Agora sofre coração&lt;br /&gt;Por te amar tanto assim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-5953640845788741759?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5953640845788741759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/perdi-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5953640845788741759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/5953640845788741759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/perdi-voce.html' title='Perdi você.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7321137948855797762</id><published>2010-02-02T09:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:21:33.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;As coisas na nossa vida vão acontecendo por acaso, e vão tomando rumos diferentes do acaso, e se engrenando em algo que pode durar para sempre, um sentimento que as veses possa parecer muito banal, pode ser a esperança da sua vida, basta saber se ele irá te fazer bem e correr atrás de ser feliz levar a diante, todo amor no começo é muito intenso, mas com o passar  do tempo o tempo vai ficando mais curto para a pessoa amada  a intensidade diminui, depois reclamamos que nunca somos felizes, é claro! A felicidade não é algo que vem e bate na sua porta, é nescessário que se vá atrás e a conquiste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt; Temos que aprender a ver o mundo de uma forma diferente, encarar as dificuldades com ânimo, e vencer, deixar as tristezas de lado, ser nós mesmos, cuidar mais das nosa vida, e deixas as dos outros de lado, cada um tem a sua vida, ja é dificil cuidar de uma, não há como saber como pode haver pessoas que tomam conta da vida alheia, e até mesmo esquecem da própria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt; Saia a noite, sinta o vento da cidade, ande de bicicleta, deixe o carro um pouco de lado, corra ao ar livre, saiba que no mundo há muitas pessoas que gostariam de ter duas pernas para poderem correr, e sentir a sensação de ter o vento tocando o seu corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt; A vida é muito curta, se nós não aproveitarmos cada segundo e cada minuto com algo que nos faça bem ela vai passando sem que ao menos nós percebemos, por isso deixe as coisas banais de lado e faça de cada momento um instante inesquecivel, só não esqueça de não passar por cima dos outros, suba na vida, mas não use ninguem como escada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt; Encontrar a pessoa certa para se amar é um desafio, seja uma pessoa que gosta de desafios, pois eles fazem bem, e o sabor da conquista ao final da corrida é incomparavel, não a como descrever o sabor da vitória, ajude os outros, faça elogios, faça com que as pessoas ao seu redor se sintam como você gostaria de estar se sentindo, mesmo que a alegria não esteja estampada no seu rosto, as veses vale a pena fingir para fazer alguem bem, conquiste muitos amigos, fique proximo das pessoas que te fazem bem e saiba que a qualquer dia essas pessoas podem não estar mais ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt; Por que a final ninguem sabe o dia da morte, ela vem como um ladrão, quando menos se espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt; Viva intenssamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt; Por: Tiago Gomes Dos santos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7321137948855797762?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7321137948855797762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/viver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7321137948855797762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7321137948855797762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/viver.html' title='Viver.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-6136819186028218139</id><published>2010-01-22T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:51:14.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capacidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BEM QUE PODERIA SER MAIS FÁCIL, QUE OS NOSSOS PROBLEMAS SE SOLUCIONASSEM EM UM PISCAR DE OLHOS, MAIS QUE BOM QUE NÃO É ASSIM, POIS DEUS NOS DEU A CAPACIDADE DE RACIOCINAMENTO, PARA QUE POSSAMOS RESOLVER OS NOSSOS PROBLEMAS DÊS DE OS MAIS DIFICEIS ATÉ OS MAIS FÁCEIS, MAS NUNCA DEVEMOS DESISTIR. MESMO QUE CHEGUEMOS AO FINAL DO PROBLEMA E O RESULTADO SEJA = SEM SOLUÇÃO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-6136819186028218139?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/capacidade' title='Capacidade'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6136819186028218139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/capacidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6136819186028218139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6136819186028218139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/capacidade.html' title='Capacidade'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-381027707230522764</id><published>2010-01-14T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:08:06.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaginação fértil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;São apenas eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse complexo de desigualdade&lt;br /&gt;Desafia a humanidade&lt;br /&gt;Cada um do seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Não existe certo, nem errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há cada vez menos amor&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso o aumento da dor&lt;br /&gt;Seres humanos idiotas&lt;br /&gt;Que se metem com as drogas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão bom ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Sem sugar pó pelo nariz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tirando&lt;/span&gt; a própria vida&lt;br /&gt;Paciência &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;destemida&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó Deus tem piedade deles&lt;br /&gt;São apenas bobos seres&lt;br /&gt;Que não sabem aproveitar o melhor&lt;br /&gt;Evoluem sempre pra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pior&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo nessa vida tem um fim&lt;br /&gt;Seja bom seja ruim&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que quero nesse momento&lt;br /&gt;É sair e sentir o vento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-381027707230522764?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/381027707230522764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/imaginacao-fertil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/381027707230522764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/381027707230522764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/imaginacao-fertil.html' title='Imaginação fértil.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7674342958948068352</id><published>2009-12-30T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:12:35.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senhor Deus Abençoa todos os meus seguidores &amp;amp; leitores, que a sua paz esteja sempre nos corações deles(as)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Faça com que eles tenham um ótimo ano, e muitas felicidaes, muitas conquistas, aumente a fé de cada&lt;/span&gt; um, e os dÊ muita esperança, para que possa vencer cada batalha que apareça no ano q se aproxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso Respirar, me meti em um labirinto sem saida, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;onde monstros querem me devorar, Jesus preciso da sua ajuda, vem ao meu encontro, e desvia as pessoas&lt;/span&gt; maldosas do meu caminho. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por favor, alivia essa dor que agora eu sinto! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Senhor perdoas os homens pois esles não sabem o que fazem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus I need You. E muito Obrigado por tudo!&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7674342958948068352?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7674342958948068352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7674342958948068352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7674342958948068352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/p.html' title='P'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-7001872141898842534</id><published>2009-11-18T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:22:28.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida toma varios rumos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://equilibriocorpoemente.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/caminhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://equilibriocorpoemente.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/caminhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Demorou muito mas agora novamente faz sentido, uma vida que embora não fosse tão ruim mas muito chata e desprezivel teve um fim, acabou-se aquele tempo em que as pessoas me caluniavam pelas costas e me desprezavam na minha face, agora a minha vida tomou outro rumo, quero mais é ser feliz, ainda mais agora que tenho novos amigos, e tenho de volta amigos por que até isso eu perdi, pode até ser que eles sejam colegas, mas não tem importancia dês de que eu não esteja sózinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Conheci muitas pessoas legais e finalmente uma que me compreende, e elas tornaram a minha vida melhor assim consigo viver sem reclamar pelo menos um pouco (risos), chegarão os dias em que eu bati a porta na minha propia cara e disse eu não mereço ser feliz, não é dizendo que agora eu mereço, por que a felicidade não é uma coisa que vem por merecimento e sim pelo esforço de cada um, porém se quer ser feliz corra atraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Não se resume apenas nesse espaço tudo que tenho pra dizer sobre o quanto minha vida melhorou mais é melhor assim para que não se torne cansativo ler isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-7001872141898842534?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7001872141898842534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-toma-varios-rumos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7001872141898842534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/7001872141898842534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-toma-varios-rumos.html' title='A vida toma varios rumos'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-6697548073359367836</id><published>2009-10-28T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:45:35.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terra das dores</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O sonho acabou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Por olhar essas flores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembrei dos amores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Das terras das dores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por onde eu passei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um tempo perdido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um tanto sofrido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou arrependido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sei que errei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por amar-te tanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Causou o meu pranto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roubou o meu canto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o sorriso acolheu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adeus minha querida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sabe a vida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia perdida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leve um sorriso seu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A culpa foi do tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me deixou ao relento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escrevendo ao vento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A história perdida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sufocou meu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só Deus sabe a dor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdi teu sabor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Provocando a agonia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje vivo assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdido de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buscando você nesse sonho ruim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acordei assustado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pesadelos acontecem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As flores desaparecem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enquanto as pessoas enlouquecem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a vida passa mas ficara, guardada no peito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-6697548073359367836?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6697548073359367836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/terra-das-dores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6697548073359367836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/6697548073359367836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/terra-das-dores.html' title='Terra das dores'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-4411086859814533410</id><published>2009-09-09T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:09:53.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teu jeito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CvmQKdWBQhk/RhFXUcwZsDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Tth_cBMFOnk/s320/ToHoldAndToBeHeld.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEU JEITO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele beijo&lt;br /&gt;Tinha outro sabor&lt;br /&gt;A tua pele&lt;br /&gt;Transpirava o frescor&lt;br /&gt;Os teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;Me faziam alucinar&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Me fazia cantar&lt;br /&gt;O teu jeito&lt;br /&gt;Me deixava sem graça&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Me queimava feito brasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo tudo&lt;br /&gt;Era diferente&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeito de me falar&lt;br /&gt;Me deixava mais carente&lt;br /&gt;A sua maneira&lt;br /&gt;Me deixava sem eira nem beira&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Me levava ao paraíso&lt;br /&gt;O seu corpinho&lt;br /&gt;Não era tão sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Por que?&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu estava coladinho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-4411086859814533410?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4411086859814533410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/teu-jeito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/4411086859814533410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/4411086859814533410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/teu-jeito.html' title='Teu jeito'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-3399187692615522042</id><published>2009-09-09T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:14:03.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela partiu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELA PARTIU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quer saber de mim o que sobrou?&lt;br /&gt;Se nem sua foto no espelho você deixou&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida acabou&lt;br /&gt;Todas as suas coisas você levou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixas-te meu coração partido&lt;br /&gt;E o meu ser destruído&lt;br /&gt;Não pensou no meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Sua vingança foi causar a minha dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou aqui sozinho&lt;br /&gt;No meu quarto um barulinho&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu triste chorando&lt;br /&gt;Esperando que as lágrimas, esse ódio vá levando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra que desperdiçar esse sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Desse jeito eu não aguento&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma simples traição&lt;br /&gt;Que detonou meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é complicada&lt;br /&gt;Minha cabeça na almofada&lt;br /&gt;Esperando te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe já vai amanhecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho esperanças de que um dia tu volte&lt;br /&gt;Mas se voltar, é grande a minha sorte.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui no meu peito esse corte&lt;br /&gt;Vai sangrar até a morte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-3399187692615522042?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3399187692615522042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ela-partiu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3399187692615522042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3399187692615522042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ela-partiu.html' title='Ela partiu.'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-2692317808215254586</id><published>2009-09-09T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:33:32.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ABISMO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abismo onde atirei&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Que horrorNesse escuro escondo todo  rancor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abismo em que me atirei&lt;br /&gt;O profundo em mim busquei&lt;br /&gt;O fundo ainda não encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então sorri&lt;br /&gt;Tentei mas não vivi&lt;br /&gt;Procuro por mim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sozinho&lt;/span&gt; aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-2692317808215254586?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2692317808215254586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/abismo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2692317808215254586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/2692317808215254586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/abismo.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-3216817286715229913</id><published>2009-09-09T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:29:32.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AUSÊNCIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;será&lt;/span&gt; que a tua &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ausência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ausenta os meus sentidos?&lt;br /&gt;perto de você estou vivo&lt;br /&gt;mas quando estou longe&lt;br /&gt;Grito tanto, me da vontade de quebrar todos os vidros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você esta longe&lt;br /&gt;a minha alma toca o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;teto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sinto muito &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vem me dar o teu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;afecto&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso conviver com a minha loucura&lt;br /&gt;Mas preciso da tua doçura&lt;br /&gt;Me laça com o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;me leva&lt;/span&gt; pra onde você for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A distancia é a minha pior inimiga&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de ti aqui perto pra lhe dar a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Porque minha vida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;já&lt;/span&gt; não faz mais sentido&lt;br /&gt;Vem ficar comigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia sem te ver&lt;br /&gt;É uma triste pagina do livro da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;única&lt;/span&gt; coisa que posso fazer pra te ter aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;É delirar com a caneta na mão e escrever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642012905505083627-3216817286715229913?l=tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3216817286715229913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ausencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3216817286715229913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1642012905505083627/posts/default/3216817286715229913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiagoo-tiagoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ausencia.html' title='Ausência'/><author><name>Tiago Gomes Dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247203153002073648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bouWjgZR9xc/TsveUlXfAlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PYYBhNqMoGU/s220/85x100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642012905505083627.post-4947958762911317958</id><published>2009-09-08T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:30:10.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De blog novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;E ai pessoal...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estou dando mais um passo na minha carreira de escritor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E agora com mais um blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pra dividir com vocês meu cantinho da poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Espero que vocês gostem do do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conteúdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E sejam sempre bem vindos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para comentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para da sugestões, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ideias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Muito obrigado pela atenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sintam-se em casa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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