Falling into the void of memories
Whenever time never desists to stop
Painful remembrances were cherished in vain
Not far from troubles and knowledge
While hopes were never taken for granted
Loss and grief would become constant companions in dreams
Lifeless awareness was a futile distress
Expectations never lasted perpetually
In a mournful illusion of despotic betrayal
Stupor seized thoughts under weeping clouds of solitude
The obstinate bitterness of doubts overwhelmed every naive enthusiasm
Tainted was the consciousness of the imagination
Only a silent decay would have amended all the forsaken desires
Wonder subsided to indignation
Dismay and contempt grieved at the loss of trust
Shallow vanity buried every capability of logical reasoning
Desires lost their grip over embedded prejudices
The oppression of distressing impressions defeated the consciousness
When the dark night extinguished every orientation of joy and sorrow
Regret and fears would not weaken their deafening blares
Until the eternal luminaries would have been concealed and their ethereal flames smothered
An unfortunate fate of deception misled graceful longings and blisses
Amidst a labyrinth of memories, time lasted relentlessly
Sorrowful remembrances clung to forlorn misfortunes
Fragile wishes entwined with impermanence
A silent realm of slumber and an ephemeral mist of distress became tragic illusions
A despotic betrayal and stupor reigned beneath weeping clouds of solitude
Tainted imagination disintegrated forsaken desires
Marvel was subdued by the grip of indignation in an echoing silence
Dismay and honesty faded away as vanity prevailed in the certitude of fame
Suspense darkened every contemplation, generating every fear
Celestial luminaries vanished, and their ethereal flames ceased to flutter
Mirrors of regret deceived longings and dreams, casting them into the void.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
Tag: falling
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Falling Into The Void
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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 the storm comes
I may know that life has faded away
Because I have lost myself
And still, it’s not fairSoft torments of past mistakes
A burden that I must pay
Life was past and dead
It’s time to learn a new world
Lost time to defeat
The dust touched my heart
And memories could save my mind
To feel just the dreams of the ocean
Into my inner space
A soul could be lost on earth
Cold like dust and dark like rainSoft torments of time
Building my fantasies made of paper and darkness
The waves of rainfall cannot feel alone in the blue
In a beautiful state of deprivation
Stars are full of fears
As anguish is forever gone
In the immensity of the dusk
The cold light of my life has come to wait
No pleasure was a wonder to behold
Falling to weep
When the heart is full of griefSoft torments I had achieved in vain
Silver clouds still glowing in the sunlight
A remorseless sight of betrayal in the fragrance of the summer
The melody that stirs death in nature
Under the light of flashes dropping in the darkness
In this sky, my soul cannot be filled with a gleam
An eternal poem about life
When the gloominess of every thought perishes in new longings
Whispering words of pain move through my mind
Sometimes it’s amusing what wisdom can reveal in the empty obscurity
Once everything disappears from my glimpse
Drops of flame lure my heart
Forever and ever.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
The Subliminal Paresis Of My Soul
The subliminal paresis of my soul
Oblivion is the poesy of mind
Vanity and treasures are the paroxysms of nullity
I began to strive for my hopeless dreams
Without any intention of conquest
Disconnected from useless inquiry
Disintegrated is my soul
Split in multiple fragments
In a life hanging by a thread
The hallucinations devastate me
Falling into a sunken world
With the purpose of spoiling every hope of mine
Transforming constantly into some new shape
Like an amorphous entityThe subliminal paresis of my soul
Shrinking in an unloveable world
I never felt so nonsensical and translucent
Like the death inside space
The universe’s beauty is an image of my thoughts and beliefs
My spiritual visions are a reflection of the dimness of my imagination
Nothing but the wisdom of emptiness in the eternity
Without any proper understanding of the occurrences will happen
In the needlessness of lives
Many exquisite moments and memories are forgotten forever
I will become unknown as I never existed
Forsaken in a mean destiny
Time continues to fail inquisitively serene
Rejecting the day’s eternal nightThe subliminal paresis of my soul
The blinking of the time passing incessantly
There is no reason I would not suffer indifference
Though my mind is pure as well as my heart
I will always mourn the mediocrity of the material objectification
That should be a secret of mine
But I will always express myself until I breathe at the very last
The truth could be the world’s treasure rather than a shameful blame
Not too smart enough to sugarcoat the horrid and havoc
At the end of the eternity
I will never get lost in another’s perspectives
As I am changeless and immutable in my perpetual unpredictable disposition
Nothingness and void are my welcomed companions
In the darkness of the nights
When the silence hushes my breath, I shut my eyes, sorrowful.
Esther Elizabeth Racah