Tag: tear

  • A Silent Dream

    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.
    Esther Elizabeth Racah

  • Cold Raindrops

    Cold Raindrops

    Cold Raindrops

    I felt the cold raindrops becoming hot once they melted with my tears
    I felt like a small part of that constant rain pouring on me
    It is like I cannot feel any pain
    My mind is blank, and I also forget my name
    A silent bunch of silent words which will last forever
    A voiceless collection of lyrics that store all my feelings
    Thoughts are like the rain
    They appear in my mind without notice
    They are the unheard voice of my mind
    Solitude is a reminder of the humbleness of life
    Cold raindrops are a remembrance of the foolishness of my illusions
    Utopia is my haven whilst my dreams turn into dust
    Once I realised that I live in a fictitious world
    Where everyone runs after an exasperated existence.
    Esther Racah

  • The Maze Of My Dreams

    The Maze Of My Dreams

    The Maze Of My Dreams

    The maze of my dreams is my secret realm
    Where absurdity and rationality gather in harmony
    Being awake with thousands of tears burning my face
    I realise that my only safe shelter is my imagination
    Faraway from a frigid and ruthless reality
    The maze of my dreams is an invisible place with no physical dimensions
    Over there, illusions are material, and my dreams become heartfelt
    No matter if I might lose all the time of my life
    I will keep dreaming surrounded by deceptive illusions
    Feeling futile and incomprehensibly alienated from this society
    Faraway from human sight, I am like a shapeless drop of water
    My appearance deceives everyone, and I can take any shape I wish
    I blend with the royal blue sky of the night
    And I take advantage of the shining of the stars.
    Esther Racah

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