New Life? ? ? Poem by Ilari Rahja

Evening - Dark.
Yet so bright.
Every night.
You come, remind me.

Of wishes, I had.
And of delight.
Which I dreamed of.

Perhaps a creation, of my mind.
A shadow of light.
Called hope.
Within my sight.

So far.
It seems.
Yet near.
Almost within my reach.

Just like you were once.
My dear.
Closeness, which I felt.
Emptiness, at the end.

My amazement.
Sorrow and pain.
As I saw.
That it was all in vain.

Thoughts.
I believed, we shared.
Plans for a future.
Which I dared.

To believe.
To be pure.
Sincere.
Much too true.

It all strikes me down.
For I do not know.
What to believe anymore.
What to listen?

Who - Or why?

I think, of sunsets.
Sea and waves.
Romance I felt.
And the days.

Which, we had together.

The past.
So unforgettable.
Bitter and sweet.
Is gone, I know.

But it left a thirst, hunger and hope.
For love, care and desire.
Illusion, perhaps.
A dream, or just a game.

Played by one.
Believed, by the other.