Tag: falling

  • Falling Into The Void

    Falling Into The Void

    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

  • Soft Torments

    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 fair

    Soft 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 rain

    Soft 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 grief

    Soft 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

    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 entity

    The 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 night

    The 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

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