Another year has come and gone,
The days have all passed, one by one,
The clock strikes midnight one more time,
Another year is ending.
I watch all colours paint the sky:
The fireworks—my lullaby,
While past and future then unite,
While I live in the moment.
Outside, the crowd cheers loudly but
Inside I only hear my thoughts,
And then the silence—disrupted by
A clock which then strikes midnight…
– Patricia
I lay down in the field of stars,
Away from worlds of endless pain.
At last, my peace now I regain,
As stardust heals my many scars.
I swim among new galaxies,
While suns are born light-years away;
I’m only human, only clay,
Yet here I am: such mysteries!
Black holes unite, engulfing light,
Expanding into veils of dark,
Yet from their core a daring spark
Ignites the ashes in my soul.
A world of truth, a world of dreams,
My sacred place, my universe.
Here I create my freedom verse
And set it free when daylight comes.
– Patricia
I walk alone on empty streets,
Surreal stillness all around.
To silence everything is bound
And peaceful steps my shadow meets.
Their sound echoes through new-born thoughts
Creating rhythm in my mind.
And in that music, I unwind
And so the moment stays and goes…
Tall, warming streetlights show my path,
So still, so present—city stars.
And, in their light, I see my scars,
Yet I forget the pain, the wrath.
On empty streets I walk alone,
Loving the silence and myself.
Ethereal peace I’ve never felt
Spreads through my being: I’m reborn.
– Patricia
Da Capo al Poetry 