The waves of darkness
Crash against the shore
As I stand here all alone
The wind whispers in my ears
And I feel like I’m forsaken
The sea is vast and wide
But I’m not frightened to dive
Into the depths of my soul
Where the mysteries unfold
The sun sets on the horizon
And the stars fail to light up the sky
Which is an abyss of decrepit wrecks
Made of anguish and oblivion
I have never been created as a dream
The silence has no fear
In the sky above, all the worlds spin round
The waves of darkness flow
To the land where there’s no light
An empty place to reach.
This is how one’s dreams begin.
With hope and delight
The waves of darkness
Are silent;
And I see
That world has no end.
I know
My mind is the sky
But
Its essence is a river.
Nothing ever is the same
Darkness is like a fire
The night has gone with my dreams
And the light runs out,
Like thunder lingering on the shore
And darkness is everywhere
This dream of mine is quiescent.
Life is considerably hasty and bitter
There is nothing left to last,
All those unknown memories have flown for this day
Like a flood that overwhelms and destroys the universe.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
Tag: silent
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The Waves Of Darkness
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The Vast Ocean Of Nightmares
The vast ocean of nightmares
Wherever the calm storm and the fog
which fly so often become
like empty sights constantly changing.
Time flows on but remains still
and life is like an immutable path
In that moment, whenever despair begins
The truth is listening to everything.The vast ocean of nightmares
Flatter the waters and clouds
An obscure rainbow emerges as a riddle
Which never changes
once it flows into the sea in its own time
But only then life becomes like fire and shadows
The mystery of the infinity dwells in the echo of the streams, the sky and the wind.
The stars reside in a subliminal world
With a timeless view as the water is silent.The vast ocean of nightmares
Where the soul has been driven to nowhere
Wondering how far the future will move toward the past
In every skylight, once again
Each day is a new lifetime
And beyond, there might be only bliss
Time begins before night once more
Though nothing becomes forgotten for much longer than a dream.
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The Screech Of Indifference
The Screech Of Indifference
The screech of indifference
The invisible shape of disillusions
When the caducity of time and entities
Fall into a throb of hope
Whilst incorporeal feelings
Are bent by gusts of distress.A deprivation of emotions alters
Transforming into a blaze of greed and obsession
The death of illusions breaks the artifice of existence
Similar to a dream melting into a vortex of torments.Decay and ineptitude overcome
Once the tremor of mediocrity
Obliterate every sparkle of sublimity
And silent wretchedness tarnishes every edge
In the infinite ocean of longings.The screech of indifference
In a state of desertion of the souls
Longings of burning deceptions
A surreal and imaginary mystery
Surrounded by hideous monstrosities.Limping shards of a lost whisper
Disguise in the shadow of an instant
A gathering of wonders and desires seizes endless anguishes
When reminiscences dissolve in the ethereal.The intangible world of the ideas
Collapses in the dreary chasm of the metaphysical
The hesitation of a glimpse of a dream
Disappears in a hidden spoil of eternal emptiness.
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The Oscillations Of The Soul
The Oscillations Of The Soul
A jolt weakens the oscillations of the soul
Every time a whisper echoes in the infinite ether
For every shadow that appears in the world of illusions
Wonder and amazement of the senses dance in infinity
The swarthy flames of greed and lust are overwhelmed by a sense of grief
The dark and silent grief destroyed every gold amulet
A tumult descends upon every soul awakening from a deep slumber
Lost shivers stagger ashore from the depths of the ocean of fears
A chain made of glinting treasures creates a rope of desires
Capturing the emptiness left behind a swirl of struggles
Whilst eternal and elusive fates indulge in a hidden haul.
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A Shining Cloud
A Shining Cloud
A shining cloud holds dreary whispers
A silent shadow overwhelms magic memories
A heavenly emptiness is waiting for the fragments of a vision
A hidden sorrow surrenders to the eternity
Seeking an envious star not glowing anymore
A treasure is throbbing in an endless torment
Obscure marvels wait with trepidation for the last moment of life
To disappear into the unknown
Once they have fallen victim to a farce
Time encloses a silent promise
A secret fear arises from a covenant
A whisper blooms from an empty touch
Every pointless instant flees the time transience
Whilst every thought is flowing in a hidden radiance
At the edge of an endless and elusive destiny.
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A Blissful Swoon
A Blissful Swoon
A blissful swoon as an unexpected sigh
A brutal daze as a distorted evanescence
When a distant echo of archaic fantasies resurfaces
Like a relic from the depths of an infinite abyss
Where the utmost devastation swallows every bliss and longing
Where there is no place for integrity and probity
A passionate taint leaves an indelible blemish on every fragment of spark
A strayed bond of deception and devotion is destined to dissolve in a flare
A radiant eternity hides inside a dim disintegration
A surreal cloud is lost in every dreaming sorrow
Shining glazes soothe emotions soaring through an enigma
Ethereal glimmers wander in the silent maze of mystic blazes.
Esther Elizabeth Racah -
A Silent Dream
A Silent Dream
A silent dream turns to dust
A strong illusion ascends the flame of memories
A whisper suddenly shuts the surrounding emotions
A cold mist touches a fragment of an instant
A meaningless wish melts into a burning mystery
The empty night appears as an unknown memory
A blurred silence breaks the chain of a hidden consolation
The contemplation of a shining shadow nestling a dreary destiny
The time is entwined with a surreal blooming deception
A lost light gently falters in the space
An intangible wind let the envious struggles fall into the nothingness
A desperate glow and a devoted tear tremble together
The wondering cloud shines its unfortunate secret
Whispered with an incredible sorrow in a dead eternity.
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Perpetually Lost
Perpetually Lost
Perpetually lost in the neverness of hopes
It cannot be back what is forever lost
They cannot be back those who nevermore will find a real dimension
Once they are in another realm
The lugubrious grief is not an amiable counterpart at most
Being a shadow of every memory and prospect
An encomiastical tale of a glorious bliss
Eternally lost in a furtive instant
A surreal and silent melody
Stolen by the wind of the emotions
Far-fetched beliefs of an idyll
The need to trust a tainted truth fell into the abyss of misery
And comfort can only be achieved in constant oblivion.
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The Agonies Of Minds
The Agonies Of Minds
The agonies of minds
A desert of souls
A dagger is breaking memories
A flame melts endless dreams
A struggle surrenders silent thoughts
A devoted promise hesitates perpetually
A hidden chain is nevermore holding shadows
An imaginary touch stole emptiness in the unsteady nights
An immaculate whisper radiates a bright glimmer
An endless struggle falls into a vibrant dream
A dreary nightmare flees to an unknown desire
The mist devours every dazzling marvel
A wavering murk veils the time
A surreal world surrenders to the annihilation
Whilst seeking hidden desires
Spoils of a radiant instant
An imaginary cloud encloses every unrevealed secret
Seeking the distorted images beyond the emptiness
Which is shrouded in the dazzle of untouched ideas.
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The Disgrace Of A Final Illusion
The Disgrace Of A Final Illusion
The disgrace of a final illusion when the whisper of the wind shakes the slumbering soul
With no possibility of redemption and no chance of return
The darkness of the void conceals a hidden truth
A vile disdain for guileless oblivion is intertwined with ambitious wisdom whose vanity fades away in the ethereal
Nothing is lost once every trace of memory is completely erased
Silent and invisible is the world of the imaginations and dreams
The realm of the lost souls is entangled in a labyrinth of fantasies
Where chimaeras become the fatal snares of forsaken souls.
Esther Elizabeth Racah