Within the chambers of my soul, a symphony of voices echoes through the corridors of my being. Some speak in whispers of love, while others roar with anger. Some remain in silent contemplation, while bitterness lingers in the shadows. Wisdom and voiceless echoes also dwell within me, creating a cacophony of existence. It’s a struggle, an ongoing battle where each moment becomes a conquest for a different persona, claiming dominion over my thoughts and actions. In this mosaic of personas, I often find myself embodying them all, becoming a kaleidoscope of identities. It’s in those moments that I am closest … Continue reading There are people living inside of me

When I love, I surrender my heart completely, devouring it with a fervor that consumes my very being. In the same breath, I find myself entangled in the paradox of emotions, where love and hate intertwine, and adoration and disdain coexist within the chambers of my soul. In the depths of my love, I am consumed by a passion that knows no bounds, a fire that burns with an intensity that cannot be quenched. Yet, within this inferno, there lies a tempest of conflicting emotions, where love and hate dance a delicate waltz, and adoration and disdain share the same … Continue reading Duality

I was born from illusion, where reality and fantasy merge in an endless ebb and flow. I am woven by history, a believer in the narratives that have shaped my existence. I lose myself in books, seeking solace in boundless worlds. Each chapter is a gift of new beginnings, yet it carries the weight of farewells and regrets. I am the child of nostalgia, where memories intertwine with emotions that gently pull at the strings of my heart. I know the endless waits, the echoes of longing that wander through the corridors of the soul. Amid this illusion, I walk … Continue reading My Foolish Heart (translated version)

La vita non t’insegna ad essere forte, te lo impone. E non gliene fotte un cazzo se hai studiato e imparato, ti interroga ogni santo giorno. La vita è un maestro severo, che non concede tregua né indulgenza. Ogni giorno ci mette alla prova, ci sfida a trovare la forza dentro di noi, a resistere alle tempeste che ci travolgono. Non importa quanto abbiamo studiato o quanto abbiamo imparato, la vita ci pone sempre nuove domande, ci costringe a confrontarci con l’ignoto, con l’imprevisto. In questo incessante interrogatorio, scopriamo la nostra vera essenza. La forza non è qualcosa che si … Continue reading Maestri

Today I write to thank you — not for the achievements, nor for the sunny days, but for the silent cleansings you perform in my soul. Thank you for freeing me, whether with gentleness or with storm, from those who do not deserve my affections. You know, for a long time I gave too much. I scattered affection like someone casting seeds to the wind, hoping that one might bloom. But not every soil is fertile, and not every heart knows how to welcome. I have learned that affection is precious, and it should not be given to those who … Continue reading Dear Life,

Não apenas no toque, mas na presença que permanece quando o silêncio toma conta da noite. A cama pode ser ocupada por qualquer pessoa, mas o coração não se entrega a qualquer companhia. Ele guarda segredos, pulsa por quem sabe ser mais que instante, por quem entende que amar é deixar marcas que não se apagam. O corpo pode se perder em abraços passageiros, mas o coração exige raízes, exige verdade. Ele não se satisfaz com o efêmero; deseja o eterno. Porque ser inesquecível não é estar, é permanecer. É ser lembrança que aquece, mesmo quando o tempo insiste em … Continue reading Seja inesquecível…

Shall you depart due to hunger’s call? Does the rumbling of your belly hold sway over your heart? Shall you abandon me for the sake of garments to adorn your form? Behold, my treasure troves brim with exquisite linens! And if thirst consumes your being, fear not, for my bosom overflows with nourishment. It is yours, and yours alone, to quench the parched desires that dwell within. The intoxicating ecstasy of your love courses through my very being, akin to honey dissolving in water, a potent elixir infused with aromatic spices. It is as wine mingling with water, merging seamlessly, … Continue reading Hunger

Love is the prayer that the birds sing at dawn, a melodious offering to the universe that awakens the soul. It is the gentle caress of morning light, a warm embrace that promises the beauty of a new day. Love is the essence of blessings that weaves itself into the fabric of our lives, decorating our days with moments of grace and joy. It is to feel the color and weight of the bonds that tie us to one another, a tapestry of connection that is both vibrant and profound. Love is the knowledge that our reflection in life’s miracles … Continue reading Love

When someone comes to you with a dream that dances on the edge of possibility and impossibility, you hold within you the power to shape their journey. You can choose to join the chorus of voices that urge them to abandon their dreams, or you can become the beacon of belief they desperately need. You can be the one who stands apart, the one who believes in them. In the grand web of life, the creation of greatness is not solely the work of the exceptional individuals who bring them to fruition. It is also the echo of love and … Continue reading Make part of a dream

I am like this, a bit of a princess, a bit of a frog, a bit of a queen, a bit of a servant, slightly tired, always tense. People like me understand, understand a lot, they read themselves and read into others. Curled up within myself, I am fine; it’s with the world that I fight. I tell myself stories, I give myself fairy tales. I like to smile, rarely, but from the heart. I suffer quietly and remain still, even though I carry all my emotional earthquakes within. I take a deep breath and say things I regret I … Continue reading A bit of me