Esther Racah Writer & Literary Blogger

Tag: shyness

  • Shyness

    Shyness

    Shyness

    Shyness is one of the several gems that are held inside the treasure of my soul
    I would permanently hide this side of myself with a smile rather than being paralysed by fear
    It is the softness and sweetness of my dreamy essence
    It is part of my delicacy and femininity
    My soul is similar to a piano nocturne
    My shyness would conceal my authentic nature, which is a blend of Romanticism and Victorian era
    Sometimes I would identify myself in some painting
    As if I would belong to a previous reality
    Hence I would disappear amid my dreams
    Lost in the sublimity and beauty of the universe.
    Esther Racah

  • A Red Windflower In The Snow

    A Red Windflower In The Snow

    A Red Windflower In The Snow

    When difficulties gather around me
    I discover my strength in my fragility
    Like a tiny red windflower growing in the snow
    Disenchantment is my beauty mark
    And shyness is my devoted shield
    Invisibility is my enchanting realm
    I hide in the meadow of the silent words
    Which bloom like flowers on a quiet starry night
    My unconsciousness grant me an illusionary joy
    I love to lie to myself, becoming a fool
    It is challenging to look in the mirror of truth
    Because the disenchantment would transfigure my soul
    And so I pretend that I don’t have anything to worry about
    I laugh and dream about being away
    In a metaphysical place
    And I stop to think because thinking is corruption
    I wonder how it is possible to remain in a blissful stillness
    Relishing the silly perfection of a life without the capability of thinking
    Then there wouldn’t be anything that would deserve so much attention and devotion
    My anxiety and grief would become mere memories of a decadent existence
    And I would strive to survive like a tiny red windflower in the snow.
    Esther Racah

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