Beguiled by doubt and fear, I wandered in the darkness of the night, searching for deception and truth. I remembered that the sun had just set down slowly, diving into the ocean depths and dissolving completely. Struggling to keep myself alive, trying to not think and not remember, hence not suffering anymore. Successfully, I discovered refuge in the oblivion of my...
An Inextinguishable Flame

An Inextinguishable Flame

An Inextinguishable Flame It burns me inside like an inextinguishable flame The desire for unpredictability and unexpectedness Passions and dreams induce me to explore my unconsciousness My fragility and my vulnerability are the shadows of my dismay The more...

The Labyrinth Of Dreams

The labyrinth of dreams Twisting corridors—endless— Shadows stretch—whispers? No sense—nothing makes sense— Lost, lost—where am I? Doors—open—close— Which way? No way— Every turn—a dead end? No—just another path, Another dream— Or is it a nightmare? Walls shift—breathe— Do they breathe? Or is that my mind? No—something else— The labyrinth...
A spooky image reminiscent of the atmosphere of the poem The Phantom’s Lament

The Phantom’s Lament

The phantom’s lament was the host of an old and empty manor, Where silence filled the air, And a ghost drifted through each dusty room, With memories laid bare. The rooms were shrouded in a veil, Of dust and...
A nighttime black and white image reminiscent of the poem "Shadows Of Solitude"

Shadows Of Solitude

Shadows of solitude where darkness reigns, Lingering in silent strains, Empty windows, eyes of the night, Reflecting stars, distant and bright. Cobbled paths, worn by time’s embrace, Whispers and sighs lost in space, A solitary lamp flickers low, Casting shadows in...
soft torments in an imaginary garden

Soft Torments

Soft torments from a poison cup Like a dream I hold my hopes in vain My life is in ache with joys and time Far away It would not be so late To light my pleasure at the silent sight Before...
An imaginary vision of an ethereal desire

An Ethereal Desire

An ethereal desire for timeless dreams As a soft wind that touches the stars scattered in the darkness of the night In vain, glares strive to elude the snare of a hidden star And once more, a...

Deep Slumber

Deep Slumber Empty spaces in the valley of illusion Gloomy clouds overshadow dark trees with deformed branches A deep slumber creates weakness and decay The pouring rain descends in the shape of tides of sorrow The revelation of a...

ABOUT ME

Esther Racah
My name is Elisabetta, and I am an Italian literary blogger and poet with a Doctorate in Astroparticle Physics. Fluent in Italian, English, French, and Spanish, and with basic proficiency in German and Dutch, my previous experience as a researcher in Astroparticle Physics enriches my profound passion for literature.
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