Esther Racah Writer & Literary Blogger

Tag: verses

  • Deceptions

    Deceptions

    Deceptions

    With time my dreams became deceptions
    With time my hopes became deceptions
    A bright hallucination became a dark image of delusions
    Hopes fell like raindrops
    Creating a lake of despair and self-deception
    Being dreams the illusions we live in
    To overcome a spoiled reality
    Which is much too corrupted
    The clouds in my minds protect me and make me feel free
    I can fly away and pretend not to be myself anymore
    All the pains, the grudges, the disillusion, the deceptions disappear
    I become invisible
    I become infinite
    And I’m one of the trillions of stars in the universe
    Where no envy, no violence, no hatred, no discrimination are allowed to exist
    I want to forget and be merry
    I want to celebrate life and be cheery
    As my past sank into the abyss of the oblivion
    Dark is the night without dreams
    Dreams are my candles when I walk in the dark forest of the desolate fears
    I want to empty my mind and shake away all the obscene memories
    And the cold rain would wash away all the past crimson shames
    My shadow is the only material remnant of myself
    I’m made of passions and poetry
    And my love is sealed into my words which I scatter in my verses
    Nothing matters but the brightness of my soul
    Once it is free from the yoke of the pain addiction
    Deceptions are in my mind and my body
    They left their imprints all over my skin.
    Esther Racah

  • Hopeless

    Hopeless

    Hopeless

    Hopeless as I feel
    I perceive the emptiness of the dreams I didn’t realise
    Because it was arduous to believe in them
    Hence I have nothing to say but spare written words
    Words that keep me alive and conscious
    Nothing else is worthy of consideration
    Nothing else is worthy of belief
    Indeed every trust and hope is gone
    And I live a lifeless existence made of aborted dreams
    Dreams which are never going to be born
    It is too complicated to achieve something in this life
    It is too arduous to carry this burden alone
    Pleasures are just an illusion of the mind
    There are only sorrow and exhaustion
    I am senseless and apathetic
    Being surrounded by books and scattered notes
    As I realise my inner silence
    I can only succumb to the heaviness of their countless words
    There is a lot to discover in ourselves
    It is up to us to seek our inner peace and happiness
    Many reasons give us the life we own
    Few reasons can be intelligible
    Since most of them are inexplicable
    Although sometimes I feel hopeless, I rejoice in it
    Indeed, I wouldn’t exist without my crushed dreams.
    Esther Racah

  • Existence

    Existence

    Existence

    Nobody notices who I really am
    How I feel and which thought touches my mind
    Like the wind which caresses the tree chimes waving in different directions
    As they would find some stability for a fraction of time
    And then rapidly they would switch their positions
    Because that is their intrinsic nature
    Change is the way nature and humans try to survive
    Nothing is sure, and instability is the only certainty in this existence
    Despair is the reaction to a reality that cannot be changed
    And which must be accepted once we can change ourselves to avoid pains
    Our inner pains induce a change in our lives
    When life makes us struggle or despair
    Despair leads to our internal improvement and strength
    We wouldn’t improve without despair
    We wouldn’t reach a higher level of our self-consciousness
    Existence doesn’t involve stability
    Each time we get to a stable state
    We lose peace and certitude
    To ascend to the next level in our mind and soul
    The search for stability and happiness is a pure illusion
    Which we always hope to achieve in our existence.
    Esther Racah

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