Tag: shadows

  • In An Evanescent Realm

    In An Evanescent Realm

    In an evanescent realm of fantasy and dreams,
    Chaos and tumult reigned,
    While reality’s tether surrendered to the imagination power.
    Echoes of fancies and delusions, wild and untamed,
    In the labyrinth of the subconscious, they were the rulers.
    Reflections of madness swirled unseen,
    In the jumbled weave, illusions convened.
    Shadows and spectres, fleeting and fleet,
    In that ephemeral realm, they did meet.
    Beneath the stars’ ethereal glow,
    Secret gardens whispered enigmas from long ago.
    Visions spun like threads of silk,
    Weaving tales of joy and ilk.
    Within the maelstrom of the night,
    Shadows danced in flickering lights.
    Ghosts wandered, lost yet free,
    In realms of boundless darkness.
    Through the mazes of time, they glided,
    Where past and future intertwined and collided.
    Memories faded, future ideas gleamed,
    In the kaleidoscope of hallucinations.
    When the hush of twilight embraced the skies,
    A fanciful forgetfulness lingered like a soft and sweet bubble.
    In the tranquil fate of dawn’s gentle bliss,
    The dimness of enchantments remained in a dark abyss.
    Amidst the clouds of nightmares and dreams,
    A poem of creation sparkled like an eternal flame.
    Through the veils of uncertainty, everything vanished,
    In the endless and infinite world of sadness and despair.
    Phantoms and phantasmagorias haunted the eerie silence,
    A space of nothingness and obliteration.
    A sordid tale of woe and anguish dared the fear,
    Once, the deluge of delights was shattered like crystal gems.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Echoes In The Rain

    Echoes In The Rain

    Echoes in the rain embraced the cold shadows,
    While flickering flames of anguish cast an eerie glow,
    Loneliness was wandering beneath the weeping skies.

    Memories were obscure fog howling in the wind,
    Regrets, like ghosts, whispered from the past,
    Time, the predator, hunted with silent dread.

    Each second lost a tear in the storm,
    Rain tapped mournfully on broken mirrors,
    Wet earth exhaled the scent of sorrow’s bloom.

    An old clock shattered, ticking loss and pain,
    Amidst the gloom of abandoned chambers,
    A wilted rose became a symbol of decay.

    Empty gardens hosted screams used to roam,
    Autumn leaves fell, leading desires astray,
    In silence, a cry lingered, unanswered by the skies.

    As night devoured the remnants of the day,
    Fleeting instants of light became shadows,
    Casting a fearful glance into the chill winter breeze.

    A day ended, and sorrow’s grip held fast,
    On endless nights, devoided of hope or peace,
    The dawn, unseen, lay hidden by the veil of darkness.

    The infinite darkness was thick as the nightmares in endless nights,
    Leaving only specks of despair in its realm.
    The void devoured every glimmer of light and hope.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Shadows And Radiance

    Shadows And Radiance

    Shadows and radiance overflowed the realm of darkness and light,
    Leaving a trail of glimmers and glooms,
    Faltering in the abyss of the night and dawn.

    Sugarcoated lies and betrayal covered the walls of phoney castles,
    Along the river of banality, a sense of homology hypnotised thoughts and dreams,
    Crushing to dust every glow of uniqueness.

    Anger entwined like ivy tendrils over the empire of isolation,
    Where echoes of forsaken screams of dismay lingered in silent chambers,
    Whispering the secrets of unrevealed dreams.

    Beneath the silver of mirrored illusions,
    Reflections of fractured longings shimmered,
    Trapped in the web of introspection and solipsism.

    Hope flickered in the shadows like a fragile beacon of radiance,
    Traversing the labyrinth of despair,
    Seeking the dawn of pristine horizons.

    Through the veil of twilight’s embrace,
    A twist of light and darkness remained undisclosed,
    Weaving a fate with threads of paradox.

    In the heart of the oblivious universe,
    A sparkle of flame enlightened the quiet void,
    Kindling sighs of metamorphosis.

    A silent awakening bore witness to beauty and sublimity,
    Luminaries merged in a harmonious shine,
    Creating new chimaeras from the ruins of solitude and desolation.

    Remnants of greed and turpitude unveiled a majestic realm of anguish,
    Whose ethereal boundaries faded away at the sight of everlasting light,
    When the dawn embraced the night in a perpetual fusion of shadows and radiance.

    In the realm where shadows and radiance ruled,
    Shimmers and glooms blended into the dusk,
    Ghosting through the mist like fragments of dreams.

    The night unveiled its enigmatic allure,
    Through phantasmagoric utopias and mystical worlds of secluded mysteries,
    Where vestiges of remote legends lingered in the aether.

    Nightmares of a deep darkness ensnared every free imagination,
    Twisting, suffocating, in shadows they wrought,
    Evoking a hymn that transcended into an eternal labyrinth of dreams and ethereal manifestations.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Darkness And Shadows

    Darkness And Shadows

    Darkness and shadows enveloped stormy blisses
    As a dreadful strangeness afflicted every mellowed quietness with harshness.
    Restless and dark lights glimmered through the ghastly paleness of sorrows.
    The serene ocean waves sighed at the desires’ brightness in profound silence.

    Images of anguish faded in the dusk when solitude hesitated to find amusement.
    Lonely longings of restrained gaieties dissolved like bubbles on the mirrors’ sleekness.
    Hesitating instants struggled against a sense of vanity,
    Gleams of light persuaded illusionary decay to shine like kaleidoscopic jewels.

    Unfair was the betrayal of taciturn obliviousness
    While storms dazzled the quiet obscurity of the remote.
    Gloomy ideas hunted ethereal and delightful hopes under the sublime thunders
    In the deep shadow hollowness.

    Gleams of sublimity disrupted a gloomy silence of fear
    When the cloudiness of stillness sunk into a deep slumber.
    Anguish was dissipated by lingering flames in the emptiness of the infinite,
    Desolate and gloomy mysteries of melancholic imagination faded away in the deep, hollowed valley of despair.

    Clouds of grief and hopeless sorrow mingled with wonder and happiness,
    A fate of resignation and devotion fell into the snare of dreadful emotions.
    Uncertainty abandoned every sparkle of ethereal loveliness and bliss,
    And rewards would have been granted to paradox and forgery.

    Regret and anguish sought refuge under the obscure shadows of silence and secrecy.
    Dreams were obscured by grief and a still melancholy of the night
    Wrapping the upper aether with a sparkling blue-purple veil.
    A silent stillness echoed in the fantasy realms of longings and delusions.

    Darkness and shadows whispered secrets, casting an enigmatic aura over secluded gardens at midnight.
    In the midst of this ethereal realm, the rustling leaves echoed their cryptic tales,
    Enchanting solitary wanderers with the enigma of the night’s concealed stories,
    Drawing them into a world undisclosed forever,
    Hidden under the veiled canopy of stars and sealed within the sanctuary of shadows and the whispers of the eternal night.
    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 Blurred Portrait Of Nightmares

    A Blurred Portrait Of Nightmares

    A blurred portrait of nightmares flooded the firmament of tears and anguish
    Losing faith once more in an idyllic vanity of nonsense
    The nothingness became abruptly overcast with clouds of sorrow
    A bizarre stillness held the void
    And somber thoughts from ripped pages of an antique manuscript faded away
    A fierce storm raged over a meadow stained with solitude and silence
    Ghastly lights vanished in the moonbeams
    While a mist swept through the total darkness and a frosting wind wandered around a forest of lost beliefs
    A hushed midnight shadowed the clouds like nightmares shadowing the unconsciousness
    Gleaming and grisly memories of slight dins shattered mirrors
    Fearful shapes of darkness faltered through the dusk
    A solemn torpor descended on every single night
    Tempestuous evenings fell overwhelmed by cold and pale thunders of shameless envy and betrayal
    The avarice of mediocrity shattered every beauty and sublimity
    Leaving havoc of obscene opportunism concealed by an oppressive victimization
    The stars wept uncontrollably for eternities until no subliminal consciousness remained alive
    Sorrow and regret could not wait for the unavoidable blame of nonsense
    The past might have been forgotten or even tainted
    An imperturbable supplice was behind an obscure secrecy
    Befallen troubles defeated a reluctant unfairness
    Dangerous longings were crammed into the invisible chest of greed
    A dark and gloomy despair prevailed like an everlasting flame
    A faint glimmering of an unwilling desire would not bear any bold dismal
    Distress and melancholy became mysterious intrusions
    Every illusion overcame awareness
    Each memory dissolved into a blurred portrait
    And nightmares vanished in the glimmering darkness
    Each feeble hope failed to overshadow grief
    Since faint anguish attempted to burden every sparkle of happiness
    Shadows of slander descended over opulent gardens of luminaries
    Occulting every whisper of the most exquisite beauty and splendor in the universe
    Silent was the echo of dismay crowding dismal remembrances
    As soon as delusional phantasies appeared in the form of glistens of radiance.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Gleams And Shadows

    Gleams And Shadows

    Gleams and shadows are shut in the twilight
    The sweet echo of the evening strikes the trees
    And the rain descends upon the deserted valleys
    In such silence and doom, I forget my own name
    Making amends for my forsaken life
    Full of ghosts and shady sights
    Doubting it could be true and real, all I dreamed in the long nights
    Swallowing my dreams with rage and tears
    Buried under the soil of my heart
    In the distress of my apathetic mind
    Full of empty thoughts and hopes

    Gleams and shadows of my delusional soul
    In an effort to displease and reject all those horrible lies and betrayals
    Shallow illusions fall down on my head like heavy glowing crystals
    Waiting for the wind to strike the greenish grass
    In an upside-down realm of showy paper characters
    I wonder if I might rely on my perceptions or if it is just a nightmare ghoul
    An ostentatious parade disappears from my memories
    Fainting on my paper scraps inside a dreadful hut
    Loyal to my beliefs and elusive prospects
    In the dim of spilt leaves, chandeliers defy the autumn wind
    Carrying piles of happiness and trust

    Gleams and shadows through the storm
    Through the chilly and misty morn
    Have moved my grief and woe
    To the tide where the lightning meets the furious thunder
    Vanishing in a dark distant thought
    Nevermore to become a fragile leaf under the influence of turbulent winds
    A realisation of lost instants and flames
    As part of the turmoil of mischief and complacency
    Ideas become certitude, and blame is made of inconsistency
    A silent gloom defeats the depths of the winter
    In the dark shadows of a suffering dream.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • I Forgot How To Smile

    I Forgot How To Smile

    I forgot how to smile
    In this world of pain and disguise
    Masks and phantoms are all around
    Barely pretending to unleash the truth
    When mirrors reflect sparkling golden and silver bonds

    I forgot how to be free
    Not falling into beautified traps with magnificent ceilings
    Listening to the real sound of the wind
    Whenever I breathe the fresh air of solitude
    Dizzy and bewildered in a maze of deception and pitfalls

    I forgot how to fly
    And cover my eyes with the leaves of souvenirs
    Forgetting my name and the soil where I walk on
    Nonsense should be my wisdom
    Until I recognise the beauty of invisibility

    Claustrophobic fears deceive me
    Erasing all the strength I own
    Striving to filter the misery in the lake where I drown
    Silently closing my eyes so that I don’t cry anymore
    Choking in a narrow way where I forgot how to scream

    In the ethereal, unending, and eternal quest
    I seclude myself in the abyss of silence and invisibility
    Unconscious and reckless like a crystal in the deepness of the sea
    No shadows or mirrors are my acquaintances
    With no difference between the day and night

    I forgot how to forget
    Whilst fleeting the shallow castles of idiocy and phenomenon
    Waiting for the paper cards to fold and burn in the fire of fairness
    Once more and forever ignoring the ominous dread of depravity
    Standing like a small leaf falling on the cold soil of the oblivion

    I might have forgotten the slumber of my joyful days
    When I lived in the unconsciousness of my thoughts
    Confident that my soul would be delighted forever in the dimness of the betrayal
    Believing that the toxic clasp of doom would have enlightened my life
    Having become captive to a terrible spectre

    I forgot how to smile with a blank mind and closed eyes
    I might have been able to travel far away
    Once and for all, in the idiosyncratic of my imagination
    Deluding myself in glares and wonders
    When after all, I dwell in a dark hollow, I claim to be my fortress.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Dark Nightmares

    Dark Nightmares

    Dark nightmares of morning glow
    They were rising like a gentle breeze
    Like heavy clouds begun to wander
    Across the infinite horizon of my sight
    The pleasant summer nights faded from my memories
    Till the moon came gently down and my eyes gazed a far candle
    In a dark chamber of grey stones
    Remembering the sunny weather of the past years
    I never ceased to build my castle
    Writing down broken notes

    Dark nightmares
    As all the visions from a distant past are gone
    And now my nightmares are glued with pains
    When memories become dark, the whole world disappears
    Cold dreams are like the frosty winter wind
    In time I must flee, and my voice becomes true
    As long as I’m alive and anguish pricks my heart
    I live in a dim silence
    A lotus grazes my imagination
    Still lost within myself

    Dark nightmares of my senses’ slumber
    The long loneliness of my heart
    Moments lost in the world
    Like shadows of a dream
    Not a breath in my own mind
    Thoughts belonging to the labyrinth of my soul
    Far in the mist
    Lying deep inside of myself
    My wishes do bother me
    Every time I glimpse the pain in my heart

    Dark nightmares drag me to the infinite abyss of despair
    So dismal and cold is my soul that it became dead
    I’ve grown so restless in sorrow
    While nothing in my life occurs but silent dreams
    The sky is only a cold essence
    And I am forever lonely
    I walked through the darkness with a blue wind hitting me
    Like tiny daggers slashing my skin
    When a hasty storm broke the clouds into dust
    Hushed by a mournful silence, I embraced my everlasting grief.

    Dark nightmares and illusions
    They came and shed darkness
    While each memory bent my emotions
    A swarthy shudder whispered unrevealed secrets
    A sea of fire emerged at the sound of my tears
    Madness and dismay became my consolation and comfort
    Fleeing from an insane lodging
    In a fleeting moment where fragments of my soul were scattered in the cold gusts of indifference
    Buying busy weeping my broken dreams
    When the shadows of the clouds cast a spell on me.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Shadows Of Memories

    Shadows Of Memories

    Shadows of memories
    They are made and forgotten
    There is a thought I lost time ago
    Who cares about the time?
    I am walking alone on the way to my intentions
    Things do seem fine and picturesque
    A lifetime was then lost
    The world wants to regress
    Life would be extraordinary without vanity

    Shadows of memories unfold
    Like purple-tainted screams
    While the eyes are still flying
    Behind the illusion to exist
    Just as I once had said
    The presence is no longer desirable
    If my true vision could see
    The sea seemed to be in bloom
    A new life comes once more

    Shadows of memories
    While the world is lost on Earth
    Being destined to doom
    A unique moment comes when old mysteries are learned
    And an hour becomes too long
    Time is the beauty of a life’s mission
    In my mind dwells a calm night shadow
    Dressing in love’s desire

    Shadows of memories are lost
    Time keeps ticking pleasantly
    Instant grief is left forgotten in the abyss of oblivion
    I am sleepless, and I feel unseen
    Only a dream and sorrow are discovered in my treasure chest
    Since the same frolic is always played
    It is rare to be happy to care when life is quite sad
    And respect and love will only thrive on being authentic
    In ways far gone, trust should never have been destroyed

    Shadows of memories remain
    No life should be taken for granted
    Dreams and thoughts wander together
    Spring came into my space
    My slumber is a place of joy and regret
    A mirage of infinity
    The stars of memories are fading high
    The soul is nothing but a breath and an illusion
    In the sunshine and rain, the happiness is all gone

    Shadows of memories in my mind
    Trying to live till they start to fade
    I write a lot of words that I want to release
    But nothing was forgotten in my senses
    When I found out my heart
    Home is in the sky
    Occasionally, roses play with stars
    Everything is peaceful
    Waiting for whatever might happen tomorrow.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

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