Inner Reflections

post-thumb

This text was translated from Portuguese by AI to preserve the original meaning and poetic essence. Learn more here.

Fragile mental echoes have decayed,
By time and space’s relentless monotony betrayed.
Wearied thoughts have quietly caved,
Where shattered dreams to fatigue are enslaved.

As I breathe, with pores that faintly throb,
I gaze into the void with azure sob.
Contained within my sorrows’ tide,
In the vastness of a shadowed side.

No lips meet mine in longing despair,
Nor touch this trembling body laid bare.
No pattern appeals, no virtue gleams,
Loneliness whispers in its cruelest schemes.

And as the night dissolves so slow,
My silent soul laments its woe.

Reasons to grow old together Reasons to grow old together
Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves builds worlds with words, and dismantles the ones that already exist. She writes about what hurts, what transforms and what refuses to be forgotten. She writes about love, identity and the systems that insist on defining us.

She believes literature is the only place where truth doesn't need permission. Her texts are born from the certainty that every story told with courage is an act of freedom; for whoever writes and whoever reads.

Related Reads

Inner Reflections
If I were a poet
27/11/2018
Inner Reflections
The cosmos' contribution to love
30/10/2018
Inner Reflections
Convoluted Revolt
21/05/2017