The Night Falls Black Poem by Gert Strydom

The night falls black
while the sun dies in the west
under a pale moon
and sleep like the sea
eats away in tides eternally
breaking evermore
on the shore of life.

Some dreams of you and me
feel so real and true
as if it’s how life is meant,
but I am lost in
my own feelings
while you just want to be
nothing more than a friend.

The dark night
is cut by first light
and the sun rises
shedding its first flame
and spreading brighter
while it climbs into the blue sky
and I awake from sleep’s death
and take the first deep breath
of the morning air
and all around me
life seems fair
but still my heart aches
as if I am lost in
my own world.