A Forsaken Dream

A forsaken dream of lost hopes,
In the deep ocean of despair and grief,
Limitless and was as the sky of darkness,
Where silence reigned supreme,
And no solace would embrace the night,
Yearning for the dawn’s advent.

In the stillness of the eternal obscurity,
Hope flickered like a distant star,
A beacon in the endless infinite,
Guiding dreams toward twilight embrace,
Through shadows and whispers,
In a maze of ashes and sorrows.

In the abyss of forsaken longings,
Where memories faded like autumn leaves,
Each tear fell from the tree of pain,
Carving its mark upon the time,
The sigil of a weary sigh,
Seeking refuge from the storm of delusions.

Amidst the ruins of shattered dreams,
Lay the seed of despair,
Buried deep within the heart’s core,
Waiting for the doubt’s cruel touch,
To bloom amidst the desolation,
A twisted flower of haunting sorrows.

The night became a canvas of untold horrors,
Painted with hues of melancholy and dread,
Within its darkest shades,
Lay a promise of relentless torment,
Where light was but a fleeting ghost,
And shadows devoured the feeble glow.

Through the valleys of despair,
And the mountains of anguish,
The ethereal dreams wandered, lost,
Guided by the whispers of forgotten dreads,
A chilling relic of what once was alive,
That refused to fade away.

In the realm of chimaeras,
Woven with threads of misery and pain,
Each moment was a dark stain,
In the intertwining of life and death,
Though the night might have seemed eternal,
The dawn was but an illusion,
Bringing with it the torment of false hope.

Tears fell like acid rain,
Corroding the seeds of hope,
Embracing the night’s cold grasp,
For it was in the darkness,
That the stars burned with an eternal flame,
Leading dreams further into the abyss.

In the emptiness of silence,
As time faded,
A dirge of despair and hopelessness,
Emerged from the depths of sadness,
A vision of endless nights.
Esther Elizabeth Racah

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