Trapped in a deafening silence
The night is already gone,
Once everything that once had been in the past
Has been sealed;
I was asleep, and I stood alone,
Each day, it might be gone.
The rain will begin again.
Scripted, it seems, but then inside me
All my heart is asleep,
Forever again alone,
Never even one day into its life
Being forgotten.
A dream…
But nothing ever heard.
Trapped in a deafening silence of the wind.
When everything goes in the aether…
I am coming up into the darkness.
Leaving everything behind me
Where nothing is the same anymore.
As I am dreaming the sunlight at night
I wanted to escape
Like walking in darkness,
Towards my solitude
Never coming back,
I would be gone.
Trapped in a deafening silence.
There is no time for finding a place to live,
A lasting peace of mind and bliss.
Just wonder how little of the universe is known,
One will still wish for the end.
Trapped in a deafening silence
Only the sound of the emptiness
And never being aware that it doesn’t exist
A far better fate than it is
And what life was able to alter the course of happening
At any time, there’s a way
Certainly, a mental tragedy
Over the world of itself
It is way too far.
With nowhere to go when you can realize,
it has been impossible as I could
I am in another world in the end.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
The Digital Manuscript of Poetry and Literature by Elisabetta
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Trapped In A Deafening Silence
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A Motionless Dream
A motionless dream
And a new dash.
Just then and so
I am writing
In my life’s way.
It is not to
As I have written
Reading
This life by any means.
The way
Of being in a state of forsakenness
Is uncertain
Similar to the nothingness
Which doesn’t endure permanently
So many fractions can be found in me
Even more diversified than my thoughts
And everything will end up
Breaking into fragments
Even though once it has been whole as a soul.
In a motionless dream
The ocean breaks down,
And I fall down in the quietness.
In my soul’s dreams
I do not know where or when
Whenever a world is hidden;
Of all the visible things
There is nothing better than
A motionless dream
That has left all that’s gone.
A motionless dream
Of nothing, I should have lost.
I wish to breathe into it.
It was like the wind-song
When it was on my head.
Not a single shadow
But darkness, at this very moment,
And more than anyone
Who doesn’t know if you are born?
Is what could be thought
Not always
On Earth or outside the universe,
Everything has been lost
No apparent transformation, even so, has ever been.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
Where The Mind Is Without Fear
Where The Mind Is Without Fear
Fleeting mind, where are you flying? To the hills of restlessness, or to the dales of calm? To the depths of the oceans hitherto unexplored? Calm thyself, my greatest friend, or may I call you my most formidable foe, in times of unbridled emotional cataclysm?
A focused mind is a calm mind, a mind which generates great power, enough to set the turbines of the hydroelectric plants into motion, a mind which brings forth the innumerable discoveries which bless mankind.
Calm thee my friend, like a Zen master, a single ripple sending forth bursts of a sudden thought, to be eclipsed to oblivion by the calm mind.
Restless mind, focus on your breath, the deep inspiration and expiration, till you become one with the breath; the state of mind called ‘Satori’, where time and tide stand still; the hours pass by into the fathomless deep void.
The mind, the great tool possessed by humanity, you are not meant to be wasted on the millions of unwanted thoughts that wade through you, the quality of which, either makes life a beautiful paradise, or the abominable Hades akin to Dante’s Hell. Why my friend, my great mind do you send people into the depths of despair, the uncontrolled negative repetitive thoughts creating hitherto unheard of terms like ‘Depression’, ‘Anxiety’, and ‘Suicide’? Restless mind, when you accept things for what they are, instead of trying to change the world to suit your liking, would you not embrace peace?
Mind like a volcano, why do you not accept the uniqueness of every human being, how would the world look like, if clad in similar colours, with nothing to break the drab monotony. Mind like water, you go with the flow, creating paths where none exist, filling the vacuum which exists, accepting the beauty of every present moment, the beauty in unevenness, and the unevenness in every beautiful form. My mind, when you see reality for what it is, rather than project your hopes and aspirations into the present, do you not distort the nature of reality and the nature of your progress? Mind, when you calm yourself, all thoughts fade away; you bear no angst towards anyone, and neither do the worries of the past nor the fears of the future torment you. You release everything, till there is nothing left to be released; you and the body you occupy then become one. This state of mind achieved by years of meditative practice is what they refer to as enlightenment, where you do not seek approval from others, and do not have to prove anything to anyone; a state where everything becomes effortless, there is no more struggle or strain, just the calm realisation of ones’ self.
A mind truly without fear, is a mind without expectation or ego, where you cherish every moment for what it is, enjoy every activity for what it is, immerse yourself fully in the task at the moment-what the modern-day Psychologists call the ‘Zone’, … where hours seem like minutes, and time just fades away without much ado… and you remain in the ‘Divine Now.’ -
The Oscillations Of The Soul
The Oscillations Of The Soul
A jolt weakens the oscillations of the soul
Every time a whisper echoes in the infinite ether
For every shadow that appears in the world of illusions
Wonder and amazement of the senses dance in infinity
The swarthy flames of greed and lust are overwhelmed by a sense of grief
The dark and silent grief destroyed every gold amulet
A tumult descends upon every soul awakening from a deep slumber
Lost shivers stagger ashore from the depths of the ocean of fears
A chain made of glinting treasures creates a rope of desires
Capturing the emptiness left behind a swirl of struggles
Whilst eternal and elusive fates indulge in a hidden haul.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
A Shining Cloud
A Shining Cloud
A shining cloud holds dreary whispers
A silent shadow overwhelms magic memories
A heavenly emptiness is waiting for the fragments of a vision
A hidden sorrow surrenders to the eternity
Seeking an envious star not glowing anymore
A treasure is throbbing in an endless torment
Obscure marvels wait with trepidation for the last moment of life
To disappear into the unknown
Once they have fallen victim to a farce
Time encloses a silent promise
A secret fear arises from a covenant
A whisper blooms from an empty touch
Every pointless instant flees the time transience
Whilst every thought is flowing in a hidden radiance
At the edge of an endless and elusive destiny.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
A Blissful Swoon
A Blissful Swoon
A blissful swoon as an unexpected sigh
A brutal daze as a distorted evanescence
When a distant echo of archaic fantasies resurfaces
Like a relic from the depths of an infinite abyss
Where the utmost devastation swallows every bliss and longing
Where there is no place for integrity and probity
A passionate taint leaves an indelible blemish on every fragment of spark
A strayed bond of deception and devotion is destined to dissolve in a flare
A radiant eternity hides inside a dim disintegration
A surreal cloud is lost in every dreaming sorrow
Shining glazes soothe emotions soaring through an enigma
Ethereal glimmers wander in the silent maze of mystic blazes.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
Without Laudable Expectations
Without Laudable Expectations
Without laudable expectations
When bliss overcomes a temporary melancholy
In a disillusioned numbness of the soul
No dream can endure so long time
And everything becomes ephemeral
Every single expectation is kept in a sacred shed
Once all the dreams are swallowed by oblivion
Hollow trees of humiliation stand in front of the ineptitude
Shallowness wandering towards inertia and madness
After the senses have fallen into a deep slumber of unconsciousness
Only dreary expectancies would touch the sadness for just an instant
An instant of sacred anguish that would eternalize every trembling passion
And when the darkness pierces every realm
Every disgrace becomes a blissful solace.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
An Imperfect Heavenly Shimmer
An Imperfect Heavenly Shimmer
An imperfect heavenly shimmer collapses beyond memories
A serene sorrow decays into a radiant touch
A hesitating surprise dissolves in a gilded glaze
A whispered instant is lost in every secret desire
An unending wonder of sadness shrouds an unreal world
Where endless spaces are filled with emptiness
Obscure fears enclose elusive illusions
Whilst fate devours cold shadows of dismay
Peaceful dreams reflect on the mirror of deception
A hushed enigma unfolds an embezzled prospect
Scornful glooms swallow every shining longing
In a perpetual hideous frolic of life and death.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
A Silent Dream
A Silent Dream
A silent dream turns to dust
A strong illusion ascends the flame of memories
A whisper suddenly shuts the surrounding emotions
A cold mist touches a fragment of an instant
A meaningless wish melts into a burning mystery
The empty night appears as an unknown memory
A blurred silence breaks the chain of a hidden consolation
The contemplation of a shining shadow nestling a dreary destiny
The time is entwined with a surreal blooming deception
A lost light gently falters in the space
An intangible wind let the envious struggles fall into the nothingness
A desperate glow and a devoted tear tremble together
The wondering cloud shines its unfortunate secret
Whispered with an incredible sorrow in a dead eternity.
Esther Elizabeth Racah