In the realm of disintegrated dreams, the night was endless and the darkness ruled over every invisible creature. Several peals of thunder manifested their frenzy in a dance of light and shadow, while I waited for my dreams to become true in the most foolish manner, as if time didn’t belong to me anymore. Therefore, I didn’t realise that my fantasies weren’t within reach, but just echoes in the tumultuous wind like illusory soap bubbles. I had waited for nothing to change because torpor and doldrums were woven into the fabric of my fragile destiny. And so the sun revealed its radiant complexion trying to contrast the tenebrous shine of the moon, which was accompanied by a gathering of glistening stars. Withered roses blossomed in the garden of obliteration alluring the night with their scent of decay and unpredictability. While I searched for bat flowers blooming beneath the silver moonlight, the night granted me obliviousness, and the ravines offered me refuge. No earthborn heart would have been so gracious and compassionate as to provide an award or a reward. Every attempt of mine was left behind a frozen portal, and loneliness put a gloomy castle together exclusively for me to dwell in. Even the most impetuous tempests had more regard for me than humankind, whose only aim was to scatter brambles and thorns wherever I went along my arduous path. In the realm of disintegrated dreams, I found my only consolation in the untamed storms, hollow trees and fantastic creatures of the forest. Nothing else really mattered any longer besides my peculiar world of curiosities. Exhausted as I was, I fell into a deep slumber embraced by nightmares and mysterious incubuses. Stardust burst forth from my shattered dreams, igniting the cosmos with its fiery remnants. The realm of disintegrated dreams had dissolved into the infinite abyss of the universe.
Elisabetta Esther
Tag: dreams and reality
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In The Realm Of Disintegrated Dreams
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The Silence Of The Night
The silence of the night made me travel till the end of the material worlds
Where I lost my direction and purpose in life without hesitation
I began my journey to the ethereal and idyllic realm of phantoms and elegiac mirage
I fell over and over again for I was unaware of my path made of sharp stones and brambles drawing my attention
Withered roses and arcane trees surrounded me under the shape of precious acquaintances
While I could see castles in the air floating like ephemeral flowers’ petalsThe silence of the night lulled me to the brink of a deep slumber made of delusional chimaeras and phantasmagorias
So soothing was the melody of the nocturnal birds hovering in the forest
So sweet was the exquisite scent of extravagant blossoms in the magic meadows
Where I was lingering with all my laziness willing to lose my ability for discernment
Indulging in desires and imagination
My mind began quietly to be inclined toward hesitation
Lost in the chaotic shenanigans of my doubts and fearsEnchantments and witchcraft blossomed under the shape of occult grimoires, scarlet roses, and magic lanterns
Which surrounded me with their glimmers and shadows
While crystal hourglasses and iridescent sand marked the passage of my time in that fairy-tale world
Where even compasses lost all sense of direction
In that extraordinary aura of mysterious wonders and inexplicable visions
Crows and ravens flew around the sparkling moon
Singing hymns to the majestic nightThe cold waft of the darkness struck me
Not yet able to wake me up from my profound slumber
Since no compass was able to guide me in that topsy-turvy mystery
Which had become a part of me and haunted the chasms of my imaginings
At last, I had altered the silence of the night into a delirious stupor of wild dreams and spellbinding adventures.
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The Kingdom Of Eternal Twilight
The kingdom of eternal twilight appeared like an exquisite chimaera
My fantastic secret realm belonged only to forgotten legends
For centuries and epochs, it was just a dream
However, whenever it was, it manifested as a tangible creature of my fantasies
Always crowded with crimson roses and skies that no mortal painter could ever imitateThe kingdom of eternal twilight was extremely tangible in all its absurdity
Every lantern illuminated a promise rather than a path
And every flower bloomed with memories that no longer belonged to me
But to oblivion
Each crimson rose released gems of wisdom under the shape of glimmering stars
Since the day they had never belonged to any living soul
Their petals shimmered like fragments of remote sunsets
While ethereal clouds carried arcane propheciesThe kingdom of eternal twilight manifested in all its magnificence
Every dream of mine did let me discover magic gardens and enchanted meadows
It was an outlandish realm with magnificent castles
Where behind each gothic archway there was not another room
But an abyss of enigmas and unattainable dreams
Which had patiently awaited to epitomise delights and nightmares for centuriesI discovered mysterious labyrinths where scarlet birds sang forsaken hymns beneath trees adorned with silver leaves
A marvellous unicorn emerged from the mist, crowned with branches of golden flowers
Then, they silently gazed into my eyes as though I were an old acquaintance since eternity
I followed their trail through an emerald maze where countless fountains reflected impossible constellations
At the centre of those mesmerised surroundings, I found a magic fountain surrounded by stone flowers
Somehow, it seemed to me that that bizarre place had been waiting for me hereafterPerhaps the kingdom of eternal twilight had never belonged to my dreams
Maybe my dreams had always belonged to it
Or possibly I had always belonged to my dreams and never to myself.
Elisabetta Esther