From the grief of the darkness in the sky
Falling leaves over the gelid soil
No emotions in the soul
Only silence and blankness
Betrayal behind sincerity
A broken mirror that stares at me silently
No stars to gaze at
The fire became ice
And darkness swallowed everything.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
the darkness is my kingdom
I lost my voice and my wisdom
nevermore I will be the same
madness is the only reasonable way to survive
oblivion is what I need
to find peace
no reasons
whatever floats in my dreams
it is totally nonsense
my mind became ashamed of the mirror of my soul
abashed and confused.
Elizabeth Esther Racah
Waiting, waiting and waiting
Since the light became a faint flame
Which cannot reach my sight
And the darkness invites me to be part of the gelid soil
To which I do belong
No star appears in the firmament
And the blindness envelops my soul
Which is already lost in the trails of solitude and sorrow.
Elizabeth Esther Racah
I will eventually disappear forever into the shadows of my past
I will ultimately fade into those disturbing remembrances
Which disfigured me from the beginning of time
My soul will dissolve into nothingness
I will be a non-entity
An image without reflections or shadows
On certain days, I am captive of my grief
Some type of grief never leaves the soul
It is a silent pain that makes the heart heavy as a quartz orb
It is a silent cry in the middle of the night
So subdued that not even my shadow can hear it
Anguishes and regrets
They are so ruthless
That they cut my soul with their sharp blades
Life is merciless
I have to trust only myself
Many times I had been deceived
And only disappointment was the result
Betrayal is a constant reminder of my solitude
Suffering and delusion
Nothing else
Like a wound that never heals
A broken heart whose countless fragments are scattered in the immensity of the universe
And there is no longer any amend.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
silence says a lot
I saw what I was not supposed to see
I heard what I was not supposed to hear
and finally, I understood what I was not supposed to understand
in the deception, my soul was going blind
in the truth, I saw the misery
is it so real a dream which is lasting all life long?
or instead, is it factual, the empirical reality that lasts few instants?
does time determine what is deceiving my heart?
emotions melt away, misleading my sight.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
my song of despair
hopeless I wander in the labyrinth of the cold indifference
I live in my utopian reality
which is pretty different from the world out there
I am such a fool dreaming all the time
happiness faded away like a dead star
disillusion shreds my heart into pieces
not so much to do
a cruel fate awaits me
it is so difficult to be loved
my soul cannot overcome despair and sorrow
the blades of anguish pierce my heart
and all that remains
are the shattered pieces of my soul
my shadow parted away
leaving me in frozen loneliness.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
I surrender to my senses
as I wander nowhere
even my shadow left me alone
in my loneliness, I live
in the world of illusions and dreams
there is no place for rationality and logic
everything is absurd
everything is upside down
no need to explain anything
I don’t understand anything anymore in this life
confuse and alone
my heart doesn’t find peace
my soul is in pain
and I feel dizzy
because in this absurd life
to be loved is a rare gift
weak and disoriented
not anymore a bright star
just a dark fragment of a faint star
waiting for a sign from the firmament
which is dark and cloudy.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
It happens every single time with me, dear, when your eyes shine like millions of stars with no more fear
when I looked at those fearless eyes for the first time intensely, your eyes pierced through my heart and were in deep conversation with my soul already
yes, my dear beloved one, I felt love with your salty eyes
when they told me stories that made my heart weep and made my heart fall for them intensely.
nothing left to say
only disappointment and astonishment
people go seeking the trends
people are afraid of the truth
money moves everything
and fame buys souls
society loves hallucinations
keeping opinions in silence
shaming the truth
revealing the mendacity
they will erase your memories to make room for new ones
like in Nineteen Eighty-Four
what is real
our perceptions sometimes can be disillusions
talking too much is dangerous
you don’t have to think
they will think for you
buying your mind
In the end, it is not essential to understand
living a liveness life is fine and cool
you don’t need education
you don’t need books
in this shallow society, the less you know, the more you trust
in this superficial society, the less you think, the more you are reckless
shallow blindness will lead humanity to the abyss.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
this is my song of agony
I wish I had understood before
my fault is my fragility and vulnerability
being like a child who had never been protected
as a consequence of all the abuses
I had to endure in my life
without any protection
to be loved and protected is a delight I will never know
I am not any more broken inside
because I have been already shattered to fragments of myself
I am not any more a whole creature
being always cynically exploited by others
the only things to keep me alive is my poetry
which is part of my body and soul
I am poetry, and it is the purest part of me
poetry for pure and naive souls
poetry for creatures who are honestly in love
a pure love that doesn’t betray
love is not just a short sentence
fake love is a successful tool to lure a pure soul
pure love is the most sublime of all feelings
which should not be used to hurt fragile souls
souls who never met kindness, love and compassion
because it is so hard to be me
I am not just a freaky girl for the sake of being “cool”
there are traumas and abuses behind my being a “dark romantic” poet
in an aura of romantic torments and anguishes
being an exotic flower and an unconventional girl
the Israeli Jewish girl with “that Italian” accent
and there is also my loss since two years
which I still feel a lot
not having a father is miserable
not having more chance to have a family
being lonely and alone
no love
no affection
just the coldness of a cynic society
this is my song of agony and pain
living a life made of words, passions and love
love burns me alive
love pierces my heart
I scream in agony
it is the scream of my bleeding heart
and all the stars of the universe collide
merging in a hybrid star
which is inside my heart
I cannot stop loving
I cannot stop dreaming
a transcendental love
without reward
without return.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
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