Tag: fearful

  • A Fearful Doom

    A Fearful Doom

    A fearful doom dominated all over the obliviousness
    Hesitation and fear trapped every instant of hope
    Oppression and distress of an airtight fate of forgotten dreams
    Hopeless unconsciousness descended over an ocean of nightmares
    In a rigid embrace of the blackness of night and an absolute silence
    An appalling and intolerable imagination deprived the sense of beauty and longings
    The realm of the nethermost nothingness bloomed like a garden of black roses
    Mystery of an unknown doom was kept secreted in hidden treasure chests
    Senseless visions of a forgotten past in a numberless darkness
    Slumbers appeared in worlds of phantasms and reveries
    The gloominess overspread the Earth with plumes of horror
    The emptiness glared a solitary vision of oppressed dreams
    The overshadowing wings hovered above downtrodden delusions
    The icy abyss of the infinite surrounded every single hope
    Desolate sorrows melted in a bewildered perplexity
    The absolute abeyance of infinite distress faded in the perpetual glare of obscurity
    Struggles in a world of deafening sounds tore the souls
    The Void resounded as an echo of disturbing screams
    The chilliness of an endless night arose in the midst of tumultuous phantasies
    Idleness prevailed, and an indefinite sense of existence emerged from a torpid uneasiness
    An apathetic endurance of anguish and pain disappeared in quiescence
    The danger of spectral ideas sunk into dark despair
    Agony resounded throughout the ethereal realm of the night
    A seal of dizziness was stranded in a dauntless happiness
    Every eccentric and august desire became pure magnificence
    A creation of an empire of senses and impulses might have fallen in despair
    The grief of folly and improvisation overwhelmed every beauty and voluptuousness
    Dull and monotonous time ticked with loud sounds
    Grotesque boldness was glaring like glitters at the sun
    A multitude of dreams writhed in an echo of invisibility
    The weird fate of missing fanciful passions hides behind a gloomy revenge for lost memories.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Blissful Anguish In The Daily Light

    Blissful Anguish In The Daily Light

    Blissful anguish in the daily light
    Waiting no longer
    Life seems like a dream that will break
    Many things belonging to love always end
    From a life filled with sorrow and bliss
    Time ended everything
    And happiness faded away
    How could I feel hope and fear without a soul
    Being my heart a fragment of despair and desire
    Coping the frightful pain stabbing my soul
    When I stare at my reflection on a white wall
    As it would be another me waiting for my end

    Blissful anguish in the daily light
    The silent darkness is whispering secrets
    I’m mute because that is how I live
    Invisible and speechless
    As a constant ghost would check my state of mind
    I might be fearful, but I am not
    My soul has never seen the present
    Being bonded between the past and the future
    Its arrival and its flow
    It shall lead to new things to come
    Hope begins once again
    Until it is crushed into pieces

    Blissful anguish in the daily light
    The truth does not halt in the fall
    I live with wonder
    When there is no need to hide
    Love might give eternal light
    Existence becomes free of grace
    And everything becomes blind
    My thoughts glow above my eyes
    In a perpetual chase for limited emotions
    My mind’s endless glare overcomes me again
    In every moment, a life is born
    A beauty that will be

    Blissful anguish in the daily light
    Losing parts of myself
    The hushed tears of misery
    So brave and free is my mind
    I dare not make a new choice
    For without any joy
    Life is powerful as truth
    When a heart is full of sorrow
    And sorrow goes with it
    Then the soul can be sensed within it
    A sorrowful bliss and unexpected transformation flow down through the darkness
    In dreams, I never die for
    Until I stand there all alone.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

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