Doubts
Another night alone.
I was doomed to spend.
Watch, yet again.
Evening's linger.
Its drawn-out game.
With my notes, I stirred the air.
Caused, a candle's wisp.
With it, soothed the night.
Keen, cold was its plight.
As I listened.
Immersed myself.
In a whispered melody.
Experienced.
The gathering of flames
Tenderly playing upon my space.
As walls slowly bent around - Closed in.
The ceiling plunged.
Fell upon me!
Caved in!
Buried with its weight.
My entire innocence.
Trapped that everlasting hope.
With tons of despair.
Darkness, withering hate.
Witless thought.
Into which, I bought somehow.
With restlessness - I stirred.
Rest of the night.
Round and round - I watched.
Wandered upon it.
Tasted, sampled the brew.
Of my vanishing thought.
Changed its melody.
From threat, to sadness.
Into lamentation.
It was altered.
A prelude onto something then?
Or a mere afterthought.
Doth I consider again?
The courses, I have taken.
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poem by Ilari Rahja
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