Dismal twilight and ethereal lies flowed over the weeping rain.
Fading shadows of a forsaken past were bleeding through their black veils.
Transcendent whispers floated untamed and elusive at the sight of the uncertainty.
Darkness and deceit entwined under the gloomy clouds of a reckless storm.
In the realm of illusions and reality, secrets lingered as silent screams.
Longings and memories were softly doomed as nothing could have rescued them.
The moon’s embrace eclipsed brilliant glowing stars.
Whenever in celestial obscurity, shadows and radiance interlaced.
Shimmering lights adorned the night sky, while hushed truths were hidden beneath the veil of deception.
Slowly, the gloomy dead of night descended over every garden of sparkles and flowers, fiercely shattering everything into dust.
The absolute silent horror reigned in the realm of oblivion and nothingness.
And nothing could have been spared from the relentless grasp of eternal silence.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
Tag: dismal
-
Dismal Twilight
-
Dismal Solitude
Dismal solitude in a cold and misty atmosphere
In a midnight of ghastly lights
Silent sensations of a paralyzing fear
Blind doors to the unknown
Once the future is encapsulated in the past
Longings appeared as sighs of hopeful dreams
Narration of nothingness under the disguise of a show
Vanity and idleness would have been escapism
Shadows of lost memories and imagination
Gloomy rooms with no views under a thatched roof
Hidden stars flaming in a deserted silence
Heaviness overwhelmed like anxiety
In a terrible slumber of the reason
Blind lies were fueled by lamps of deception
Motionless and pallid lights reflected in broken mirrors
A burning madness without any merriment
Endless bitterness of formless shadows
A surreal decay of fragile impermanence
Chaotic unconsciousness drowned in the mystery
Absolutism and silence were defeated in a storm of emphases
An ethereal delight and wisdom hid many transcendental secrets
The radiant luster of a shadow drowned in tears
Hopes and fears were invisible phantoms of chased dreams
Madness crawled into a solitary storm
Mysteries and dust of sorrow spoilt in the dimness of the night
Desolation and decay sparkled over the doomed and aimless wandering
Gloomy and dreary domains of melancholy
Where memories fall into abandonment and anguish
Absurdities and forgotten alienations ghastly resurfaced from unhallowed slumbers
Disquietudes and solemn passions departed from eternal longings
Concealed perceptions of indefinite shadows faded into darkness
A desolate gloom sunk in an iced dreariness
The imagination of shadowy fancies swallowed hopes and dreams
Oppressive clouds hung in a dark and dull evening sky
Dreariness and melancholy pervaded the gloom of the night
The iciness of thoughts and hideous imagination were invading the contemplation
No sublimity was left in the insoluble mysteries
Ghastly shadows annihilated sorrowful impressions
Decayed dreams and mystic leaves of black rose flowers became sorrow and stern
Pervading everything and making gloomy every solace of minds
An oppressive stupor disappeared in the midst of dread
An apathy of senses faded in the darkness
Phantasmagoric lusters of lost longings fled to reveries and shadows
Mystic fantasias sporadically emerged in the thoughts’ dominion
The delight of silent destinies was agitated by oppressive secrets
Sparkling pearls of wisdom and fantastic impressions pervaded the intense darkness
The beauty and nightmare of a tempestuous and gloomy night faded in the infinite darkness
And the fearless irreverence of obliviousness swallowed every hope and dream
Leaving a ghastly emptiness in the endless chaos of the universe.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
Dark Nightmares
Dark nightmares of morning glow
They were rising like a gentle breeze
Like heavy clouds begun to wander
Across the infinite horizon of my sight
The pleasant summer nights faded from my memories
Till the moon came gently down and my eyes gazed a far candle
In a dark chamber of grey stones
Remembering the sunny weather of the past years
I never ceased to build my castle
Writing down broken notesDark nightmares
As all the visions from a distant past are gone
And now my nightmares are glued with pains
When memories become dark, the whole world disappears
Cold dreams are like the frosty winter wind
In time I must flee, and my voice becomes true
As long as I’m alive and anguish pricks my heart
I live in a dim silence
A lotus grazes my imagination
Still lost within myselfDark nightmares of my senses’ slumber
The long loneliness of my heart
Moments lost in the world
Like shadows of a dream
Not a breath in my own mind
Thoughts belonging to the labyrinth of my soul
Far in the mist
Lying deep inside of myself
My wishes do bother me
Every time I glimpse the pain in my heartDark nightmares drag me to the infinite abyss of despair
So dismal and cold is my soul that it became dead
I’ve grown so restless in sorrow
While nothing in my life occurs but silent dreams
The sky is only a cold essence
And I am forever lonely
I walked through the darkness with a blue wind hitting me
Like tiny daggers slashing my skin
When a hasty storm broke the clouds into dust
Hushed by a mournful silence, I embraced my everlasting grief.Dark nightmares and illusions
They came and shed darkness
While each memory bent my emotions
A swarthy shudder whispered unrevealed secrets
A sea of fire emerged at the sound of my tears
Madness and dismay became my consolation and comfort
Fleeing from an insane lodging
In a fleeting moment where fragments of my soul were scattered in the cold gusts of indifference
Buying busy weeping my broken dreams
When the shadows of the clouds cast a spell on me.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
The Unique And Infinite Shadow Of My Mind
The unique and infinite shadow of my mind
Whilst the beauty is flowing in my dreams
Someday I loved every single thing in each season
Of which, like this, in this moment.
For a while, my thoughts have lost all beauty
As are still one more time so lovely to the beholder
I love so much to be happy with beautiful visions
As ideas and words are always to be heard
Love,
It might be only a delightful and phantasmagorical
Nothing can go through my mind before night
Every day is a picture of the love for my life
And at first, every metamorphosis should be discovered in a marvel
At the edges of time
In the Universe, every tremendous conquest is a journey bound to eternity
A year becomes a month, a month a day and a day an hourThe unique and infinite shadow of my mind
Feeling the utopia while nightmares resurface
Where I become my own muse with magical powers
To transform my life, my soul and my endless visions
Every night I surrender to the tides of oblivion and silence
Everything is in deep slumber because the storm cannot appear
Trying to build a mere idea that cannot be found
Daring to live pretending that everything is love
When wishes would embrace being born in an idyllic world
In a manifestation of life and death
Once all the hopes disappear in an obscene dismal
Some lives after existence resurface in an eternal bliss
Lasting forever
For love only grasp some hearts
Every free thought enjoys only a limited dashThe unique and infinite shadow of my mind is nature
I see the wonder and the worlds in the firmament
Being the Universe an outstanding creation made of beauty and mystery,
darkness and light, endless unknown and limited knowledge
An ancient mystery without days and nights
My heart discovered poetry in my dreams
Loving, day by day
The facade had faded, and names I knew became obscure
A noteworthy moment in life
When dates are removed from the time
And just the shadows are heard, and the day evolves into death
The time departed from life
A newly created fantasy left the mind without delight
Fighting the loss and death
Although everything became written
Not a single certitude is destined to return
And it lies in the profundity of despair and thoughtlessness
The blades of my thoughts cut my soul into pieces
And bleeding, I stand helpless.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
A Dismal Feast
A Dismal Feast
The insane dismay of the veiled truth
When everything is shattering under the pressure of the infamous time
None can claim a beloved treasure
Except for the cathartic destruction of material essence
A dismal feast of desires and intuitions
Slowly, enduring anguish penetrates the wandering souls
A sublime soft pain tears every spirit into infinite and eternal fragments
In a perpetual motion that invariably affects the universal peace
A metaphorical lullaby of bliss and pain awakes all the luminaries
Inducing an ecstatic joy and an immortal stillness of the unconsciousness.
Esther Elizabeth Racah