Tag: hallucinations

Supreme desolation in an oasis of lifeless dreams,
Astray of the night and sweet memories of a time when the sun shined on the sky,
Longings and phobias of a distant past and future melted away,
In the sour taste of emptiness and darkness.

Sorrows and grief descended upon the forest of joy and delight,
Bringing despair and pain as incessant raindrops,
While vanities vanished like phantoms in the void,
Faraway from every hope and dream.

A soft and untamed doom bloomed all over the silent night,
Wherever a flower of death rose from the gardens of destruction,
As a chaotic fate would have decided to the frost winds,
In an abyss of storms and transformations.

Supreme desolation of monotonous clouds,
Among the many discoloured horizons of faded lights,
When the skies are dark and mendacious like dirty lies,
Betrayal of mischief and mediocrity.

Hallucinations and nightmares ruled the night,
Ready to illude and trap the enduring dreamers,
In the realm of distorted shadows of repetitive and emotionless events,
Slowly dissolving like snowflakes through the everlasting flames of intemperance.

Sad fears gave way to hateful revenge,
In an oblivious reality where silence screamed the loudest,
Amongst ruins and remnants of lost strives,
Eclipsed by the weight of forgotten sorrows.

Within this bleak infinity, whispers and sighs indulged,
Specs of what once was a chimaera now seeking renewal,
In the depths of a vicious and relentless aether,
A flicker of forsakenness, however faint, emerged.

In the heart of desolation, there lay a spectre,
A cruel reminder that amidst the gloom, dread endured,
Though buried in the shadows of despair,
Its faint glow ensnared the weary and enthusiastic souls in torment.

The night stretched on, and dreams grew twisted,
For in the darkest hours, only the abyss waited patiently,
And from the ashes of anguish and despair,
No dawn would have risen; only endless obscurity persisted.
Esther Elizabeth Racah