Tag: gloomy

  • Gloomy Delights

    Gloomy Delights

    Gloomy delights in the mist were wandering on the waves of the ocean of dreams while veiled in clouds and lost in the gleaming tinges of the sky
    Expectations mingled with delusions whenever sorrow overwhelmed anger
    Extravagant treasures of knowledge illuminated the realm of beauty and truth
    Impressions of delight were obliterated by melancholy
    Boundless hopes embraced enthusiasm whenever regret would tear down the veil of bliss and joy
    Magnificent decay of lost dreams and delightful glimpses of sorrow were forever forsaken by the ghosts of darkness
    The stars trembled through the aether, and darkness obscured every mirror of light
    A lingering sublime stillness of the night awakened a twilight melancholy
    Distress and disillusionment cast away every speck of happiness and illusion
    Folly and vice obliterated every knowledge and wisdom
    Vacant and hollow anguishes sought refuge in a languid idleness
    The dimness of misery confined dreary castles built with displeasures and fears
    Raindrops fell like tears on the sleek and reflective cover of treasure chests
    Solitude increased among the gloom of lost desires, and silent dusks overshadowed the first gleam of nightmares
    Shadows of twilight resigned from the tumultuous nothingness
    Shades of sorrow fell upon the valleys of vanity and delight
    Mystic delights from distant obscurities died away in a solemn stillness
    Spells of whimsical fluctuations were enchanted by sparkling luminaries
    Dismal glimmers disappeared into the pale blue light of the night
    Languors of regret were overwhelmed by delirious delusions
    Wishes and hopes were annihilated by despair, and frail longings loomed every peaceful surrender
    Faraway from the realm of inessential naiveness, sighs echoed through the pure aether of beauty and sublimity
    The scent of truth was sealed into a crystal chest of humbleness and honesty, to never be disclosed to undesirable and ominous ghouls whenever the moonlit whispers unveiled the garden’s secrets.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Haunted Passions

    Haunted Passions

    Haunted passions in the sleepless winter nights became lost dreams of perennial fears
    Beloved longings of past betrayals turned into inscriptions of forced beliefs
    When darkness and light were unified, a coveted impossibility haunted passions and expectations
    While a storm of indifference swept away every hope and fervor
    In the most remote time of existence, the nightmares obliged the darkness to prevail
    As soon as the obliviousness pretended to be defeated by the obsession of unsteady luminaries
    Nevermore would have happened a blissful vision of enchanted eagernesses
    Unlimited hopes glimmered like perpetual stars fixed upon a phantasmagorical firmament made of delusional fantasies
    Hallucinations would have invited a whirlwind of misconceptions and deceptions
    Vague impressions of a futile transformation failed to bear unbound fears
    Unrestrained dreads of constant abandonment fell into astonishment
    Silence became the ruler in the infinity, where time was annihilated
    And overwhelmed dreams lost every connection with the intemperance
    Torpor and mendacity overwhelmed every good deed
    Fatal was the minacious grief in the garden of nightmares and anguish
    Shady aversions obliterated unknown fates
    Mysterious whims of idylls and kisses were swallowed by pretentious discouragements
    Loneliness and disillusionment welcomed an apathy of senses
    Insensible impatience could not have lifted the weight of impertinence
    Following time run under the mysterious echo of haunted passions
    Evocative ephemeral realms of darkness and slumber advanced in their quest for decay and dismay
    Smothered anguish was ensnared by the gloominess of oblivion
    Labyrinths of darkness were shaken by blasts of irrefutable anger and disdain
    The agony of despair concealed every cloud of merriment and delight
    The audacity of blissful hopes perished under the resilient cynicism of sarcasm
    Whenever the nightmares shined bright under the shadow of the emptiness
    And every wish altered into a portal of discontent and deception
    Until the very last speck of regret.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • 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

  • Gloomy Shadows

    Gloomy Shadows

    Gloomy shadows descended over the quietness of the dusk
    A silvery and ethereal smoke met a sorrowful oblivion
    Despair and grief conjured against every shard of bliss
    Melancholy would have been the gift and cure for anguish and woes
    A rain of misery and dismay flooded the gardens of hope
    Obscurity was a relief to painful ideas and thoughts
    Although, oftentimes, the amusement was found in gloomy shadows
    Stormy skies full of clouds could not prevent the stars from brightening in their splendor
    Nothingness was the shade of distresses
    Whilst sighs of tainted dreams overshadowed the immensity of the obscurity
    The abyss of sublimity wept tears of gems and gold
    Silent sobs disclosed the imperturbable infinity
    An ocean of illusions and lost desires sought to amuse a soft slumber
    Dismal tales full of melancholy reveries embraced pain and sorrow
    Restless nights of torment would have sobbed infinite tears of distress until the mildness of the darkness faded away
    Late was the slow ticking of time for broken secrets once locked in the doom of an oath
    Languid torpor made the fears and concerns melt into the dust of stars
    A cloudiness firmament was the witness of chaotic destructions
    Where a transcendental sublimity was shattered into invisible pieces
    Tumults of delight grew pale, and fainted in the dark
    Smashed glasses of expectation were obliterated by a gelid wind of disappointment
    infinite waiting in the abyss of dark clouds
    Forsaken words might have been turned into dust like grumbles of delusions
    Illusive nonsense paved the way for slander and deception
    A descent into obliviousness and chaotic envy led to a seclusion of senses
    Absent remembrances were clouded with endless sorrow and cruel disdain
    Melancholy reflections threw sadness on every delightful bliss
    Until nothing could remain but distress
    And nevermore would an everlasting longing have been blamed for a twisted utopian idyll.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • A Gloomy Sorrow

    A Gloomy Sorrow

    A gloomy sorrow
    A gentle grief
    In a world made of pride
    The soul will never win
    It seems as if no one can be able to love and dreams
    Patience and happiness are rare gifts to be obtained with pain
    When only desire can find peace
    I used to learn my true emotions of mine
    The wisdom becomes a bliss
    Truth is hidden everywhere
    Everything on earth comes to an end

    A gloomy sorrow sweet for all the hours
    At the sound of the darkness spinning around the night
    Few faint glistening hopes find their way through the abyss of dismay
    It would be a joy to love my heart
    But sorrow comes from a long time ago
    And yet, in life, a great beauty shines
    Time does arrive travelling with no destination
    My soul had forgotten words
    A little fear becomes mine
    And my soul is full of pain

    A gloomy sorrow of loneliness
    The soul is smiling during the day
    In vain, a million feelings were meant to die
    Whole memories belonging to me
    Happiness is born to die
    Tomorrow a great fate could last forever
    A treasure to be kept
    While the future loses its feelings
    Bliss would hide in a place beyond eternity
    Being confined and helpless
    Sobbing in a restless night

    A gloomy sorrow
    When the memories were never the same
    A dull despair and delight
    Life and death
    Far away from my mind and thoughts
    The light and shades of my soul shine
    When the eyes are dark and cold
    The flames of hope grow fast
    Every time I write, a little dream manifests
    Like a rose into the breath of the universe
    When they call my name, I strive

    A gloomy sorrow in the night
    Longing to be seen
    But a heavy cold sadness falls down
    A white sun of light is glowing
    And every ray of sunshine has blossomed from every side
    Just as soon as the clouds fly through the air
    The beauty of joy crosses the whole world
    Heavy thoughts have drifted into my soul
    The remembrance of a distant way I have travelled
    I feel a longing to comfort my thoughts
    I shall be loved by my anguish and wait no longer.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • A Shattered Mirror

    A Shattered Mirror

    A shattered mirror on the door
    I am not so happy
    As I’m afraid
    I know
    My life is in despair
    And I want to think
    Yet alone
    So many beautiful feelings
    The day does not fade in silence
    On the night that was coming
    So deep inside of me

    A shattered mirror
    All life’s dreams are lost
    A fantasy about sadness and rewards
    Forever thought
    The time has been lost and has vanished away
    Nothing may end
    starting another life
    Making a way out of happiness
    Grasping another thoughtless truth
    I can’t see how I feel

    A shattered mirror with no name
    I look towards the dreams
    When I was not there
    A stable cold summer breeze
    It seemed to shine as it gazed at my long chocolate-brown hair
    When the nights were senseless, I was covered in bliss
    And the clock was far and dark
    My hopes were nothing anymore
    Feelingless tears were gone inside of dreams
    A lonely and silent night with empty dreams
    Loud were my hallucinations, like multiple images of sorrow

    A shattered mirror flows through my dream line
    A picture is found again
    I cannot see my reflection
    Birds are silent as they can’t breath
    The breeze through the water runs away to some space
    Flying over life with no desires or pleasures
    The terror of thinking makes me gasp
    Now there was none
    Only a single cloud in the dim night
    The beauty of carved and gloomy trees
    I’ve never appeared to be forgotten

    A shattered mirror
    Like a ghost with a broken smile
    My questions have no experience
    A single cry sank into the silence
    Hoping for new visions of eternity
    I cannot see through my thoughts
    I’m lonely, and I dream
    Staring at my reflection in a broken mirror
    Looking for myself with no speech
    Striving to carry the wind
    making sure that I’m still existing.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • An Apathetic Wonder

    An Apathetic Wonder

    An apathetic wonder at the sight of all the future catastrophes
    A meaningful fear traps me and pulls me into the abyss of obscurity
    Ghosts and spectres are my eager companions
    Being in many places in one day
    Travelling time quickly in a preternatural form
    A glare of light and fire pretended to scare me
    Everything was a dream of a vision
    And suddenly, the present night appears
    No more complaints when the world would outcast

    An apathetic wonder like a golden morning candle
    For another cold scent of winter
    When the rain does not stop pouring on the streets
    In the heat
    And my blood is frozen like the winter snow
    The beautiful colours of stars become flowers
    All of a sudden
    A mystery which never existed has been the truth on earth
    Trying to forget distasteful memories

    An apathetic wonder of the sky
    Every time a desire becomes complex
    Every moment of happiness and sorrow
    It cannot happen again
    An opportunity for the mind
    Incurable wounds of the soul
    Nothing but excellent astonishments
    The water is everywhere, coming from the blue
    Creating a vast ocean of tears and sighs

    An apathetic wonder
    Being busy living within my soul
    Those ancient memories
    From every place of my mind
    Passing along with my own dreams
    The sky is pure and dark
    A lovely gloomy air
    Where I cannot perceive any colour or sound
    During an infinite journey in my subconscious

    An apathetic wonder in a light storm
    Winged like nothing else
    My words fly away
    Toward a remote invisible place
    Where every kind of bliss and pain was dwelling
    Once the sun was gone
    As a gilded sign of merriment
    And red roses were made of silver and gold
    My heart could not beat anymore in delight
    Because my dreams were open doors.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • A Comfortless Dreary Sky

    A Comfortless Dreary Sky

    A comfortless dreary sky
    A terrific and beautiful tempest
    Made of anguishes and broken dreams
    Once they belonged to the realm of quests and stupor
    But interrupted in the very moment of truth and beauty
    To become fragments of a whole nightmare
    In the abyss of ineptitude and betrayal
    I might question the night about my future
    It may come in fanfare sounds and sparkling obscurity
    Obscenity and banality don’t belong to my realm
    Maybe it is the case I change my windows in front of a sarcastic landscape
    Who could enquire what is real?
    So many fragile lies built under the shape of a high castle
    Not visible anymore
    Relying on the benefit of the doubt too many times
    I decided to move to another world
    Obsession for knowledge
    And the dominion of words and imaginary scenarios
    The obliteration of ignominious dreams in the darkness
    Dreaming is like breathing

    A comfortless dreary sky
    A misty veil of rain and storm
    A sublime ecstasy of a soothing slumber
    In an obscure realm of illusions and dismay
    Amidst a very midst of a dim sea
    The sun seems to glare through the gloomy clouds
    Cold darkness in existence with no thoughts or wisdom
    It abides only bliss beyond reality
    In a universe that is getting apart
    Whenever a dream reveals its mysteries from nothing
    The eternity of time is too far from the truth
    And brightness abides among the grey stars in the skies
    Greeting every emotion in vain
    My only place to be is with sorrows
    Which are no longer lies
    My heart became sweet as the snow
    My dark path conducts me to the loneliest room
    With gentle solitude and no comfort or rest
    Once the mystery of each star is disclosed
    A slight wind of fear will blow inside my soul.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • A Timeless Emptiness

    A Timeless Emptiness

    A timeless emptiness
    Out of vision and fear
    Afternoon and Midnight
    The sun hides in the woods
    Sitting still while listening to the wind through the leaves
    Like a surreal vision
    Words inside of me shine gloomy
    In the unseen world of emotions
    Feelings have a hidden beauty
    Secret and powerful
    Like an icy sea of trees
    A breath thriving into a silent voice
    A perfect sight of unhappiness

    A timeless emptiness
    A sense of being alive and unified
    Like beautiful words scattered in the void
    I’m a part of my own universe
    And I love to make the world feel everything I might grant
    So many times with no fear
    Very dearly with love for creation
    Whenever light grab the truth
    Long moments ago
    With joy and hope
    And a bliss without any delight in mind
    Never realised until love does, it feel like flowers

    A timeless emptiness
    May surely live, that ever was found
    In reality
    Dreams become devoted vows
    Which are made of stained beliefs
    In a heart filled with everything that could become alive and dead
    Remembering all the time to believe and untrust
    An eternity that will cease
    Whenever life is meant to end
    And death becomes true
    Like a nightmare finalised
    Though no reality should be conceded
    In an artwork built from farse and betrayal

    A timeless emptiness
    Like an unquenchable fire
    Burning the soul until its extinction
    In the unawareness of a feeling of unconsciousness
    Understanding that nothing will end but will only transform
    Something too big to be caught
    My thoughts build my life
    With no beginnings and no ends
    My heart is at the edges of the intelligible
    Where there is no shadow and shine
    A reflection of dark feelings and empty senses
    Building a ghost island within the soul
    And I lie senseless in unwavering dismay.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • The Echo Of A Broken Dream

    The Echo Of A Broken Dream

    The echo of a broken dream
    Is the sky’s vast light
    Which is rising in winter’s rain
    From the flight of little birds
    A song to drink and dance
    It can be heard faraway
    Thinking about time and failure
    So short life to regret
    Unending and unlimited endeavours for life’s delight
    When dreams come
    What might be lost could be found
    But long is the path of mistakes and struggles
    Never well-known enough to prevent distress and anguish
    In sleepless nights something and nothing has been revealed
    It always began the creation
    Destroying and creating
    By chance and love
    Like no more devotion would be granted like before
    Each thought of desire would be loyal and engraved
    Reading the infinite source of darkness
    And still enjoying every strive and pang
    In the hope of living inside an untamed soul
    Never like before
    It would become a gloomy and arduous heart

    The echo of a broken dream
    The sea of darkness is blasting
    Now that the night has come
    Harkening to the wind
    Whenever the wildness of the sea is fearless and indomitable
    The fallen souls have drifted into a slumber time
    Sighing along the cliff of the abyss
    Never seen to this day what it might not be quested
    A beautiful forsaken tale would be a lavish obscure dream
    A wonder and a marvel
    Sunken down into a remote universe
    Since the eternity
    It has always been there for me
    And always will be
    With no guesses or questions about life
    I fell down into the chasm of the time
    When it is believed to cast away the darkness and shadows
    With the loss of eternity
    Whilst everything was bound together inside a hidden and blissful oasis
    Every kind of dream was being offered like some joyful lie
    Sweet like poison and bitter like truth
    Like those revelations that will never be disclosed
    And desires would be offered as secret snares

    The echo of a broken dream
    Which lived forever in the abysm of the sea
    And was made of divine light
    New eternal dimensions are recreated
    The vision of a single and lonely night
    The world would start all over again and again
    Until all the clouds of darkness would end
    And the wonders of harmony and hymns would be created
    The world’s clout will last forever
    Truly and devotedly
    Days depart and perish
    Every longing will convey a new route of deception and authenticity
    Change delivers wisdom in the everlastingness
    When only one new lifetime is allowed to become true
    Love is death, love is untamed, love is betrayal, and love is life
    Being trapped in a new belief
    Acting to set free every uncoveted desire inside the soul
    And wishing to find a place in the universe
    If everything could materialise in an abode with faithful devotion
    There would be only bliss and an ever-lasting delight in life
    Certitude and suspicion could obliterate each other
    Probity and passion would be devoted eternally

    The echo of a broken dream
    Stalled so perfectly in my mind and once more disappeared
    As forgotten for ages
    Such a feeling of authentic dismay
    I disclosed the evening
    Lingering for darkness and nightmares
    A soft touch of sharp thorns
    Although pain and tears could flood my heart
    So many times
    I have been destined
    And magnificence would be a journey of delight and bliss
    Nothing else
    After my soul wandered lost in torment and misery
    With no more passion
    Dreaming that in a swoon
    My heart would always glow
    Not at all because of pleasure
    But striving to return to its primordial harmony.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

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