Tag: remembrances

  • Whispers Of The Night

    Whispers Of The Night

    Whispers of the night weaved through the air,
    In the shadowed hollows where moonlight faded,
    Anguish clung to the mist, where darkness pervaded.

    Desires fled through the labyrinth of memories,
    Fragments of forgotten tales faded into the void,
    Ghosts of sorrow and grief ruled the realm of dreams.

    In the ancient trees, whispers conspired,
    A haunting melody of a long-lost lyre,
    While the night unfolded like a cloak of inky velvet.

    Stars shimmered like tears, never to turn back.
    Winds stroke harshly cobblestone paths,
    Where time stood still, and anguish met.

    Flickering lights of lost phantoms danced on endless nights,
    Keeping gleaming secrets like crystal stones,
    In the obscure realm where mysteries unfolded.

    Sparkles of forgetfulness were scattered like shards of glass,
    Reflecting on the past in a world of trespass,
    Like eerie entities lingering in the cold embrace of the aether.

    Whispers of the night through the veil of twilight,
    Where shadows teased in the heart of darkness,
    And silence reigned supreme.

    In the eerie melancholy of ancient vestiges,
    Sighs hovered in the abyss of the night,
    In the haunted clasp of fading light.

    Beneath the veil of darkness’s shroud,
    Lights were entwined with shadows,
    Lost in the labyrinth of time’s expanse.

    The moon cast a spectral glow,
    A luminescent guide through ethereal realms,
    Where relics of eternity threaded their tales.

    In the vault of silence, dreams arose,
    Flying through the chambers of the imagination,
    Where every spec of reality vanished.

    The night held its breath, a pause in time,
    As remembrances of the past waltzed with the present,
    In the hallowed depths where phantoms roamed.

    Hence, the night whispered its secrets,
    In the language of stars and shadows,
    Lost in the timeless fortress of the unknown.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • In The Metaphysical Realm Of Words

    In The Metaphysical Realm Of Words

    In the metaphysical realm of words
    Where beauty resides
    My untamed heart with passion abides
    Free verses fly guided by pure and bright emotions

    Words caress my soul
    Like gentle raindrops falling on the ground
    With whispers soft and profound
    Waves of dreams and desires unveil truths and ignite poetic fires

    In the depths of darkness, there is the light
    And eloquence paints the starry night
    Rhymes dance like fireflies in the sky
    Illuminating hearts as they depart towards desire, where all pain ends

    Through the pen, a silent voice expresses the voiceless
    Unveiling the unseen, the forgotten, and the timeless with empathy
    Poems, like melodies, linger in the air
    A symphony of emotions beyond compare

    The capture of moments, fleeting and divine
    Transcending time in each rhythmic line
    Might and grace trap words that are a relief in a world full of strife
    Through verses, reality heals and mends

    In the metaphysical realm of words
    Where thoughts and dreams are ethereal
    I wander through the cosmic maze
    Seeking truths in mysterious ways

    I delve into the depths of the mind
    Where consciousness and spirit bind
    Exploring realms beyond the seen
    Where reality and fantasy convene

    In the metaphysical realm of words, time loses its hold
    As I journey through stories untold
    The boundaries of existence blur
    As I traverse the metaphysical stir

    Visions of alternate dimensions unfold
    As my perception begins to behold
    The interconnectedness of all that is
    In this cosmic prom, where everything lives

    I ponder the nature of reality
    As I unravel the threads of discrepancies
    Seeking the essence that lies within the concealed and unknown
    In the depths of this metaphysical spin

    In the metaphysical realm of words, where thoughts dissolve in the aether
    I embrace the mysteries, day and night
    For in the metaphysical’s embrace
    I find solace, wonder, and endless grace

    So I let myself wander through the darkness and emptiness
    Exploring the depths of the invisible
    Unveiling the secrets that the universe holds
    Mysteries disguised in remembrances are forever kept in a treasure chest.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • I Will Eventually Disappear Forever

    I Will Eventually Disappear Forever

    I Will Eventually Disappear Forever

    I will eventually disappear forever into the shadows of my past
    I will ultimately fade into those disturbing remembrances
    Which disfigured me from the beginning of time
    My soul will dissolve into nothingness
    I will be a non-entity
    An image without reflections or shadows
    On certain days, I am captive of my grief
    Some type of grief never leaves the soul
    It is a silent pain that makes the heart heavy as a quartz orb
    It is a silent cry in the middle of the night
    So subdued that not even my shadow can hear it
    Anguishes and regrets
    They are so ruthless
    That they cut my soul with their sharp blades
    Life is merciless
    I have to trust only myself
    Many times I had been deceived
    And only disappointment was the result
    Betrayal is a constant reminder of my solitude
    Suffering and delusion
    Nothing else
    Like a wound that never heals
    A broken heart whose countless fragments are scattered in the immensity of the universe
    And there is no longer any amend.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • A Burnt Life

    A Burnt Life

    A Burnt Life

    A burnt life has left me behind
    Shallow emotions would be forgotten
    Grief would leave a mark in my heart
    Because of all the traumas I had to bear all life
    It is suggested to be insensitive in this existence
    Because they would not understand all the damages left in my mind and heart
    They would see me just as a body without a soul
    I was just a high-grade intelligent entity with a bunch of degrees
    All the suffering and agonies were buried in the deepest place of my soul
    I was too sensitive, too unusual, too brilliant
    Hence I had to do much more than others
    I always had to be the perfect role model
    Nevertheless, I was all alone in my anguishes
    There was no empathy
    There was no connection
    And it was as if the sky had suddenly fallen on me, and the stars were burning out
    In the secrecy of the dark despair, I was left alone, and pains were stabbing my heart like tiny sharp daggers
    I always had as loyal companions my books
    Being lonely, it was the only refuge where I would spend hours
    Archaeology, Physics, Biology, Literature and Philosophy were my favourite topics
    And I would enjoy reading in English, Italian and French
    A burnt life without escapes entrapped me for a long time
    Leaving me with scars and awful remembrances.

    Esther Racah

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