Esther Racah Writer & Literary Blogger

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  • 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

  • The Unique And Infinite Shadow Of My Mind

    The Unique And Infinite Shadow Of My Mind

    The unique and infinite shadow of my mind
    Whilst the beauty is flowing in my dreams
    Someday I loved every single thing in each season
    Of which, like this, in this moment.
    For a while, my thoughts have lost all beauty
    As are still one more time so lovely to the beholder
    I love so much to be happy with beautiful visions
    As ideas and words are always to be heard
    Love,
    It might be only a delightful and phantasmagorical
    Nothing can go through my mind before night
    Every day is a picture of the love for my life
    And at first, every metamorphosis should be discovered in a marvel
    At the edges of time
    In the Universe, every tremendous conquest is a journey bound to eternity
    A year becomes a month, a month a day and a day an hour

    The unique and infinite shadow of my mind
    Feeling the utopia while nightmares resurface
    Where I become my own muse with magical powers
    To transform my life, my soul and my endless visions
    Every night I surrender to the tides of oblivion and silence
    Everything is in deep slumber because the storm cannot appear
    Trying to build a mere idea that cannot be found
    Daring to live pretending that everything is love
    When wishes would embrace being born in an idyllic world
    In a manifestation of life and death
    Once all the hopes disappear in an obscene dismal
    Some lives after existence resurface in an eternal bliss
    Lasting forever
    For love only grasp some hearts
    Every free thought enjoys only a limited dash

    The unique and infinite shadow of my mind is nature
    I see the wonder and the worlds in the firmament
    Being the Universe an outstanding creation made of beauty and mystery,
    darkness and light, endless unknown and limited knowledge
    An ancient mystery without days and nights
    My heart discovered poetry in my dreams
    Loving, day by day
    The facade had faded, and names I knew became obscure
    A noteworthy moment in life
    When dates are removed from the time
    And just the shadows are heard, and the day evolves into death
    The time departed from life
    A newly created fantasy left the mind without delight
    Fighting the loss and death
    Although everything became written
    Not a single certitude is destined to return
    And it lies in the profundity of despair and thoughtlessness
    The blades of my thoughts cut my soul into pieces
    And bleeding, I stand helpless.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

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