I want to be like the sea
I want to be like the wind
I want to be like the leaves floating free in the mist
I want to fly away into a dream.
Elisabetta
Tag: serenity
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I Want To Be Like The Sea
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The Death In Front Of Me
The death in front of me manifested in the night
During my solitary stroll in the gelid streets
Where no one could have saved me
Surrounded by the whispers of dead spirit and madnessThe death inside myself amused me without any doubt
The fantasies and memories that constantly would have hunted me
They disappeared in the emptiness of the night
And I alone had to face all my fears and anguishes
Without any help or comfortConscious of my unfair fate, I had to seek refuge in my inner thoughts
Where I have could definitely be myself
With no remorse or regrets
Aiming to the most pure, and beautiful realm of my dreamsA realm of visions and dreams was conceived by my weirdness and bizarre imagination
Uncontrolled emotions pervaded my body until my bones
And I didn’t feel anymore the frigid wind that stroked me
I couldn’t even realise in which reality I was living inThe darkness and the absolute silence were my loyal companions
Although all the bizarre fantasies in my mind were always making noise
And all I could see was the death in front of me
Waiting for me to fall into decay
I ended up in my dungeon, from where I never could have escapedMy heart was entirely lost and full of longings
And I couldn’t find any reasonable wisdom
So much I was mislaid in my realm of illusions
That I couldn’t see other realities than mineNevertheless, when I was awakened from my slumber
I felt the pain of my suffering and the transience of my imagination
Yearning for a long-lost serenity that I never had
A utopia made of ethereal beauty and loveThe death in front of me strove to possess me
But it never had the chance to seize me
Instead, I slipped through its grasp among the several shadows of the night
Elisabetta -
Echoes of Solitude
The echoes of solitude lingered like ghosts,
Each sigh was a reminder of what was permanently lost.
In the chambers of silence, where memories faded,
I traced the soft outlines of illusions that betrayed.Once passionate and secure, my heart knew no bounds,
However, in the quiet, the many storms overwhelmed around.
The walls whispered secrets of sorrow and pain,
Recounting the moments where hope met disdain.Each creak of the floorboard evoked a haunting voice from the past,
Telling of fables and merriments that couldn’t last.
The portraits that hung on the walls seemed to cry,
Reflecting my longing, my wish to defy.In the heart of the stillness, where time lost its touch,
I wandered through memories; my heart could not heal from the clutch.
The enigmas became entangled, too complex to feel,
A web of lost moments, no truth to reveal.I spoke to the shadows, confided my fears,
Revealing the heartache that flowed like my tears.
Indeed, in this embrace of the silent abyss,
I found a strange comfort, a longing for bliss.For solitude wrapped me in a stone mansion,
Where the flowers of anguish began to flourish without caution.
In the stillness, I pondered the paths that I chose,
And the weight of my sorrow, a delicate prose.Each echo was a lesson, each silence a melody,
In the chasms of my solitude, I found serenity.
Though the world outside faded into the mist,
In the meadows of solitude, I found my true bliss.But even in happiness, a cloud remained,
A reminder of all that could never be tamed.
For solitude’s comfort is an ephemeral glimpse at best,
A fleeting illusion that cannot bring rest.And so I remain, a soul intertwined,
Among echoes of solitude, lost to the mind.
Surrounded by the quietude, I drift like the night,
Searching for peace, yet bound to the light.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
The Calmness Of Despair
The calmness of despair filled the firmament
Having despised vanity as a tempest broke
The rain was blowing through the windy clouds
I was not always used to loving dreams
Once known as happiness lapses
I went nowhere for one day
Getting lost in my dreams
Oftentimes falling into a snare of deceit
Empty memories full of tears
An irreverent game of illusions mangled to pieces trust
Sadness stood at the doorway of the street
Among the lies of people staring at itThe calmness of despair was an intense sorrow between life and death
The fear of terror and pain was caught in a mirror
When the darkness obscured the emptiness
A silent ecstasy appeared in my dreams
A light gleam blew upon me like a hectic wind
The storm seemed like a gentle breeze that fades
Grief and pain desired to endure the cold deathless strife
The fury and the howling of the sky dismantled every speck of serenity
Indelebile and invisible amnesia of future mistakes
A silent mystery of undisclosed obsessions hovered
The dizziness of uncontrollable desires fell like frozen raindrops
An obscure fate attempted to escape from fearIn the calmness of despair’s gloom
No thought would have been flung loose
As every idealisation became a crystal inside my heart
And it was impossible to hope and catch a glimpse behind the lids of unconsciousness
None of my perceptions could lead me to deliverance
Being constrained by misunderstanding and obstacles
I had become a mere shadow of my imagination
A creature of darkness and invisibility without mirrors
An infinite dreamscape was soon forgotten in the opalescent darkness
Every time the night shadows fell down in the desert sky
Lost in my dreams to be never found
Whispers and illusions met in a terrible embraceThe calmness of despair in the abyss
New emotions and thoughts had died too fast
As long as time was past
No oracle was allowed to guess
I looked at the future all alone
Before having discovered a labyrinth where I lost myself
And where the pain had healed my wounds
Completely awoken and sunken into a desire for absence
The stillness of anguishes is a melody concealed in the ocean
My dreams were composed of delights and pangs
And everything was captivated by beauty and insanity
Whenever a silent cry faded far away beyond all earthly things.
Esther Elizabeth Racah