The Milestone Poem by Hasan Haskovic

The proclamation
Of self-rest
Rid of hesitation
I stand and live my best

A month since I've last been somber
A moment since I've last dreamed of her
A lifetime spent in darkness
A youth spent as a loner

Unscramble the grace and the wonder
So I would no longer have to ponder
No longer have to ask the questions
That seek inarticulate truths

My milestone, that of a young heart
Which had decided to be happy
To have a new start
That won't have an old ending

You, a vista
That I might have dreamed into reality
Came into my life
Just as I shut off from morality

You, an enigma
Never parting with the roses in the wind
So authentic, your smile
Which could only hoist
Never revile

You, a lenient breeze
Putting the fire out of this old wind
To embrace and to understand a mind
Long cast into oblivion
Forsaken by human kind

If anything has ever changed
Then let it be me
In the wake of the prophecy
And the grave of old themes

You, the darkness
The one that hides me and redeems
All my sins
All of my failures
All of my scars broadcasted upon my arms
Which just amplified the pain

It never got me anywhere
This road I had walked this far
Only brought me to sights of horror
To whispers and faces bizarre

I leave a milestone
So they would know where to trek
If anyone had followed me this far
Go into the darkness
The embrace of a black vista
That the Sun can not bear

But she doesn't care
And in her twilight glare
I see only warmth
I see only honesty
I see only affection
I see only modesty

Not yet in the fire
Not yet in the light
I stand with her in the darkness
As together we rule the night

Rid of my own blight
Seems I finally, finally
Got things right